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Dracy looked down upon the darkened street; she licked her lips in anticipation of the hunt that was to come. She scanned the crowd hungrily that lie below her; they were oblivious to the creature that lurked in the high shadows. She was a vampire plain and simple; she'd been one for the past three centuries. Tonight, she was on the prowl to quench her burning thirst. It'd been almost two weeks since she last fed upon a human. A younger member of the coven, Maxwell had been careless in his kill and the rest been forced to lie low since that time. Dracy smiled cruelly as she thought of the swift punishment the whelp had received for his stupidity.
'Ah, there's a good one!' Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught sight of the promising brunette male in his prime.
The man had been foolish enough to enter the dark alleyway alone, 'This will be too easy,' She thought sadly, 'But this one is beautiful.'
She flipped swiftly from the rooftop and landed with vampiric silence behind him, effectively cutting off his path of escape. The man felt a chill run down his spine after he'd entered the alleyway as he got an overwhelming sensation to turn around. He turned around in time to see the lithe raven-haired female straighten from her swift drop.
"What are you?" He asked knowing that she was by no means 'ordinary'.
"Your doom," She told him in a husky tone as she edged towards him.
"Look lady, I don't know who you are or what you are," Her prey voiced himself bravely, "But you don't know who you're messing with."
"Enlighten me," She smirked and bared her long canines.
He managed to gasp in fear before she leapt at him. Dracy was amazed at the brute strength she felt in his arms as he tried to free himself. She knew this one's blood would be all the sweeter for it as well. But alas, no mortal human could ever hope to match a vampire's immortal strength and the man was quickly overpowered. "AAAGHH!!" He cried out as she sunk in her fangs.
She sucked away at the sweet nectar of his life's blood as he clawed and tried to free himself. His blood was rich and powerful as it pumped excitingly through his veins. His strength ebbed as the blood was rapidly being drawn from his muscled body. He no longer was able to struggle and his head began to swim as he lost consciousness.
"Hey Rob, wait up you forgot something," A voice called loudly from around the corner unseen.
"Interloper," She muttered and she lifted her head from his succulent neck.
She released the limp body of her victim and his head thudded sickly when it met the pavement. Looking around she noticed a nearby fire escape and fled up its length before the interloper entered the alley.
"Oh no!" Lamented the other man as he took in Rob's still form. He knelt down beside his comrade and searched for a pulse. Thankfully, he found one but it was quite weak and he quickly pulled out his cell and dialed 9-1-1. "Come on Rob," The new one urged him as he awaited the ambulance's arrival.
"What happened?" Asked a paramedic running towards them.
"I don't know, I came in here and found him like this," The rescuer shook his head.
Taking over, the paramedics gave him a visual examination.
"Oh no, it's like that one the other week," Commented one to another indicating the open wound on his neck. "Get me some compresses STAT!"
The other raced to accommodate the order. Soon they held some pads in place on his neck to staunch the bleeding. They loaded him up quickly in the ambulance and sirens screaming they took him towards the hospital.
Dracy looked down upon the darkened street; she licked her lips in anticipation of the hunt that was to come. She scanned the crowd hungrily that lie below her; they were oblivious to the creature that lurked in the high shadows. She was a vampire plain and simple; she'd been one for the past three centuries. Tonight, she was on the prowl to quench her burning thirst. It'd been almost two weeks since she last fed upon a human. A younger member of the coven, Maxwell had been careless in his kill and the rest been forced to lie low since that time. Dracy smiled cruelly as she thought of the swift punishment the whelp had received for his stupidity.
'Ah, there's a good one!' Her thoughts were interrupted when she caught sight of the promising brunette male in his prime.
The man had been foolish enough to enter the dark alleyway alone, 'This will be too easy,' She thought sadly, 'But this one is beautiful.'
She flipped swiftly from the rooftop and landed with vampiric silence behind him, effectively cutting off his path of escape. The man felt a chill run down his spine after he'd entered the alleyway as he got an overwhelming sensation to turn around. He turned around in time to see the lithe raven-haired female straighten from her swift drop.
"What are you?" He asked knowing that she was by no means 'ordinary'.
"Your doom," She told him in a husky tone as she edged towards him.
"Look lady, I don't know who you are or what you are," Her prey voiced himself bravely, "But you don't know who you're messing with."
"Enlighten me," She smirked and bared her long canines.
He managed to gasp in fear before she leapt at him. Dracy was amazed at the brute strength she felt in his arms as he tried to free himself. She knew this one's blood would be all the sweeter for it as well. But alas, no mortal human could ever hope to match a vampire's immortal strength and the man was quickly overpowered. "AAAGHH!!" He cried out as she sunk in her fangs.
She sucked away at the sweet nectar of his life's blood as he clawed and tried to free himself. His blood was rich and powerful as it pumped excitingly through his veins. His strength ebbed as the blood was rapidly being drawn from his muscled body. He no longer was able to struggle and his head began to swim as he lost consciousness.
"Hey Rob, wait up you forgot something," A voice called loudly from around the corner unseen.
"Interloper," She muttered and she lifted her head from his succulent neck.
She released the limp body of her victim and his head thudded sickly when it met the pavement. Looking around she noticed a nearby fire escape and fled up its length before the interloper entered the alley.
"Oh no!" Lamented the other man as he took in Rob's still form. He knelt down beside his comrade and searched for a pulse. Thankfully, he found one but it was quite weak and he quickly pulled out his cell and dialed 9-1-1. "Come on Rob," The new one urged him as he awaited the ambulance's arrival.
"What happened?" Asked a paramedic running towards them.
"I don't know, I came in here and found him like this," The rescuer shook his head.
Taking over, the paramedics gave him a visual examination.
"Oh no, it's like that one the other week," Commented one to another indicating the open wound on his neck. "Get me some compresses STAT!"
The other raced to accommodate the order. Soon they held some pads in place on his neck to staunch the bleeding. They loaded him up quickly in the ambulance and sirens screaming they took him towards the hospital.