When Christian awoke it was to screaming. Gut wrenching screaming. He quickly stood out of bed, half fearing it was one of his family. But quickly, he realized it was not. He relaxed and listened to the music the shrieks produced. There was long, lingering cries then it turned into shorter yelps. They were softening with each second. Dying. Whomever it was, was dying. And then the smell hit him all at once. The overpowering scent of blood. It washed over him, then enveloped him in a wave of thirst. His eyes snapped to the door and he walked hypnotically to it and opened it. The gush of air carried the far more powerful scent of blood with it. He gasped at the sheer magnitude of it. He hesitated. Almost fearful to see what lie beyond the hallway. His bare feet slowly moved towards the smell…the sounds. He paused for a moment at the foot of the stairs before walking…moving towards Stephanie's door.
Edge sat on the Edge of the bed as Stephanie held a young man in her lap. "There there." She soothed. "It'll be over soon." Edge dangled a knife limply in his hand over the man's eye. Steph looked at Edge. "You're scaring him." Edge smiled. "He's beyond being scared…he's dead." He dropped the knife into the flesh of the man's eye and laid back on the bed. Steph looked down at the man. She was staring at him, but not really seeing him. Her finger dragged on his cheek, gathering the drops of blood. She tasted it and smiled faintly.
Christian stood at the door. He gasped and looked away. The man was completely mutilated. All of his fingers were chopped off and were placed carefully in a row beside his body. His left ear was obviously bitten off. He had various teeth marks on his body as well as stab wounds. There was blood splatters across the bed sheets, the floor and wall. Christian kept his eyes downcast and away. "What the fuck are you all doing?!"
Edge smirked, keeping his eyes on Steph. "Having fun." His smile didn't quite reach his eyes. He grabbed Steph's hand and pulled her to him, letting the body fall on the ground. "C'mere." He pulled her onto his lap and looked at Christian, who had a comical look of shock on his face. "Yes?"
Christian blinked. "We kill for survival…" He said slowly. "What you…both are doing. Its not right."
Edge stared at Christian for a minute, then broke out into laughter. "Not right." He mocked. "Well, now…" His eyes suddenly hardened and he spoke with quiet anger. "We kill…because we can, my dear Christian. You can cut it any way you want it. All it boils down to, it that we have the power of life and death at our fingertips...at our whim," He absently stroked Steph's hair while he continued. "So don't you dare try this sanctimonious pretense with me." "Sanctimonious? What in the hell are you talking about?" He gestured to the body. "I don't deny that I enjoy the kill--but I don't revel in it. And I don't torture my victims." Edge rolled his eyes. "Who invited you up here anyways?" "I smelled…the blood. And I heard the screams, so--" "So you decided to meddle in someone else business." "Call it what you like," He turned to Steph, "Stephanie…just a few days ago we were talking about this…you said you didn't even really like to feed. We…" He trailed off. He narrowed his eyes at Stephanie. "Stephanie…?" "Leave her alone." Edge growled. Christian moved forwards and snapped his fingers in front of her face. Steph didn't flinch. She continued to have a sated, silly grin on her face. Christian started at her, confused. His eyes slowly traveled to Edge. "What did you do?" He whispered quietly. Edge shrugged and smiled. "What d'ya mean?" Christian knelt in front of Stephanie. "Stephanie? Steph?" Her eyes slowly moved to him. "Christian…" She patted his face. "We need to get you a girl." She smiled and ran her fingers along his jaw. Christian stilled, uncomfortable. Edge moved his mouth to her ear. "Be wary, darling. You seem to be getting the boy 'hot and bothered,' I dare say." Steph leaned forward and blew on his lips so very lightly. Christian blinked and stood. He grabbed a pitcher of water on the nightstand and threw it in Steph's face.
Steph screamed from the shock of the cool water hitting her face. She blinked and ran her hands over her soaked hair. She blinked rapidly for a few moments and then looked around. Edge was sitting next to her, looking vacantly away. While Christian held an empty pitcher in his hands. "Stephanie?" He asked hesitantly. "What? Why did you do that? Jesus, Chr--" The overpowering smell hit her all at once. Her head turned suddenly to the floor. She gasped and stood, covering her mouth. "Oh God! What--" "You did it." Christian said quietly. "You can Edge." Steph shook her head. "I didn't." She looked to Edge for confirmation. He winked and gave a slight chuckle.
Steph screamed the most blood curling shriek she could muster. She shoved Edge and Christian out of the room and locked the door.
Chris looked at his door. He heard her scream. He sighed and looked away.