Blood on the Moon
Prologue
By: IceQueen
AN: This is it for the author's note.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. Those belong to their respective creators and companies.
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Awakening from the icy depths that held me prisoner throughout the day, I smile. The sun had fled, and now the earth is mine to Hunt as I please. Sitting up in bed, I organize my thoughts.
First things first, I need to shower. Secondly, I need to eat. Hunger strips away my sense of self until that is all that remains. I cannot quite remember my last meal clearly. Oh, God, I think and groan aloud, old age is getting to me. I smile at that thought. Clearly, I need to cease being so melodramatic.
I rise out of bed and leave my dark sanctuary, walking straight into the bathroom.
I step into the shower and let the hot water pound my body, working out the kinks that my sleep had put in it. I think the greatest invention that humans had ever come up with was indoor plumbing. Such a wonderful advancement in technology. That, and sliced bread. It's so convenient.
I hop out of the shower and dress quickly in selected dark clothing. On my way out the door I put on a trench coat, just in case passerbys get curious. I don't really need it seeing as I can't feel the cold.
I step into the elevator and hit the button marked 'L' for lobby. It stops before we can reach the bottom and a family of four piles onto the elevator. The boy next to me smells delicious, his scent lingering like an invitation to dinner. Oh, god, I can feel my fangs slide out with the promise of blood. I didn't realize I was this hungry, otherwise I'd have taken the stairs!
Finally, at the brink of losing control, the elevator doors slide open and I fling myself out into the night. Thank god I have my iron-control, otherwise that boy would've been my night's meal!
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AN: That's it for now! What do you think? Should I continue? Is it good? Bad? Lemme know!
Prologue
By: IceQueen
AN: This is it for the author's note.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or Sailor Moon. Those belong to their respective creators and companies.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Awakening from the icy depths that held me prisoner throughout the day, I smile. The sun had fled, and now the earth is mine to Hunt as I please. Sitting up in bed, I organize my thoughts.
First things first, I need to shower. Secondly, I need to eat. Hunger strips away my sense of self until that is all that remains. I cannot quite remember my last meal clearly. Oh, God, I think and groan aloud, old age is getting to me. I smile at that thought. Clearly, I need to cease being so melodramatic.
I rise out of bed and leave my dark sanctuary, walking straight into the bathroom.
I step into the shower and let the hot water pound my body, working out the kinks that my sleep had put in it. I think the greatest invention that humans had ever come up with was indoor plumbing. Such a wonderful advancement in technology. That, and sliced bread. It's so convenient.
I hop out of the shower and dress quickly in selected dark clothing. On my way out the door I put on a trench coat, just in case passerbys get curious. I don't really need it seeing as I can't feel the cold.
I step into the elevator and hit the button marked 'L' for lobby. It stops before we can reach the bottom and a family of four piles onto the elevator. The boy next to me smells delicious, his scent lingering like an invitation to dinner. Oh, god, I can feel my fangs slide out with the promise of blood. I didn't realize I was this hungry, otherwise I'd have taken the stairs!
Finally, at the brink of losing control, the elevator doors slide open and I fling myself out into the night. Thank god I have my iron-control, otherwise that boy would've been my night's meal!
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AN: That's it for now! What do you think? Should I continue? Is it good? Bad? Lemme know!