What she saw broke her heart. It broke her black, twisted dead heart. She thought it would have been a normal night. But a good, normal night, with no death-changing surprises, no worries, just a normal night. But when she saw the girl in the cave, her night went black on her. The girl was a pretty young human, highly fashionable, and most likely had lots of little human friends back at the carnival. Where she should have been. With her friends. But she wasn't. She was in the cave with no other than David, and something told Isabelle that she wasn't going to like this girl. Assuming of course she didn't lose control suddenly and kill the girl. That seemed like a good idea. All she knew was that David was leading the girl by the hand to their sleeping quarters, talking to her softly. This was when Isabelle softly flew over and grabbed the human by the nape of the neck, and was about to snap it- snap it so quickly and so hard that the snap or the breaking bones and cords would echo throughout the cavern. Bloodlust was rising in her throat again, but she was full, but mutilation was amusing to her as well, it could quell it just as drinking would. She had just swung the girl over to the other side of the cavern when David roughly grabbed her other arm and yanked her towards the opposite side of the cave. Isabelle hissed in rage, feeling more animalistic and out of control by the minute. David gave her a sidelong look before gliding over to the unconscious form of the girl. Isabelle's eyes darted everywhere for something to mangle, anything other than the girl, that was. Her own arm was so bare in the dull light, so bare and so pale, but it wasn't pale after she had used her eyeteeth to tear away her own skin so that the muscle underneath was exposed as well as her tree green blood which accompanied the muscle, trailing down in a lovely way. Such a lovely way.
Her breathing became more laboured, and her animosity soon dissolved and was replaced by a sickening feeling throughout her stomach. Her abdomen lurched and all of the blood she'd ingested from that night spilled out of her mouth as she sank to her knees. Her own blood was poisonous to a certain degree. It made it hard to survive when there was no human prey around; because you couldn't drink from yourself, you lose all bloodlust and make a terrible mess of your clothes and floor.
"Who's this David?" Isabelle said in a psychotically calm whisper. She was covered in blood and feeling angrier than hell itself. Her mind was clear at the time, but it was slightly foggy with fury. Getting foggier by the minute too. She'd better hurry up or she would lose it again.
"This? Star."
"Don't fuck with me. Who is she? And why is she in the cave, with you, and with me?"
"I think we need to expand our roster."
Isabelle cocked her head to the side for a second before bursting into laughter. Why after so many years now, why at this moment?
"That's not why she's here, is it?"
"Maybe, maybe not."
"Don't play games with me David….. I know what you're up to. I'm no fool."
The girl Star stirred slightly, but David and Isabelle didn't notice. They were staring intensely at each other, each thinking his and her own thoughts, not giving a damn at the moment about the girl.
"Izzy…."
"Let me kill her, because we can always find others, if that's what you want."
David was silent for a moment before answering.
"Don't be jealous, she's only a human."
"I'm going to kill her because she's only a human."
The girl opened her eyes, now rolling around in their sockets. Isabelle took a step forwards, and then another one, and then another one, until she was kneeling in front of the girl. David had not yet made a move to stop her or encourage her until she sank her fangs into the human's neck. David gripped Isabelle's shoulder with such intense strength that Isabelle pulled her fangs out and yelled at him before pulling it off of her.
"Fine then!" She snarled with rage. "Fine then! Take her into the back and fuck her! Fuck her like I know you were going to! I guess I've lost my appeal, after two hundred years, have I? I guess you're more in love with humanity than with me!" She screamed the last part at him and whizzed around, going over to the trunk of clothes she kept and picking it up, she began to storm out of the cavern.
"I'm still as madly in love with you as I was all that time ago." David said softly to her.
Isabelle stopped, was about to turn around and say something, but instead she turned around and threw the nearest thing she could find at his form. The glimpse of him that she saw looked sorrowful but she didn't care in the least. She was too hurt, to upset, and much too angry to even talk to him.
Dry sobs wracked Isabelle's body as she sat in the train compartment with the blinds shut. She didn't even know where she was going, the ticket had said Colorado or Conneticuit or something like that. The money part was easy to pay; she just used some of her previous victim's money. She had requested a lone compartment and paid extra for it, locking the door behind her and blocking the window with its blind. She had nothing to leak out of her eyes, all of her liquid was lying in the cave back in Santa Carlo. The train ride took over four hours, and by the time it arrived at its destination, it was early morning, and the sun had risen. The conductor knocked on her door to announce the train's arrival, but Isabelle shrunk into the corner, her whole body screaming at her to get away from the light.
"Are you okay ma'am?" he asked in a suspicious tone, suspicious of what she didn't know, because her kind's existence was paved over frequently.
"No-no I'm not okay. Please shut the door, the light hurts my eyes."
"You have a migraine, do you?" he asked with sympathy in his voice.
"No, no I don't, I have a sensitive skin condition. My skin has an allergic reaction to small amounts of sun exposure, I can't go out until it's dark again, sorry."
"Ma'am I'm going to have to ask you to please remove yourself from the compartment."
"Where is the train headed next?"
"Washington…. If you want I can see if I can have it arranged for you to travel on the train until nightfall. But it's going to cost you a lot of money…."
"That's okay, I'll do it."
She never really knew how she ended up in New York, but it didn't really matter to her as to how, but as to how she would find a suitable haunt for herself. So far she had turned her nose upon a sewer (anyone would really, unless you enjoyed rabid rats and feces as your company), an alley, and she finally settled herself in a factory in a rather grubby area. It was falling apart but there were numerous lofts and rooms in the upper levels which Isabelle fell in love with. The plethora of humans running around in the city was amazingly convenient, so whether it was a prostitute, a pimp, a homeless person, a tourist, it all was absolutely too easy.
"Hey babe, looking for a good time?"
Isabelle tried not to smile or to laugh at the drunk male in front of her. He was youngish, probably a street kid still, and rather good looking.
"Sure." Isabelle said rather laughingly at the boy. He smiled and almost fell on top of her while staggering towards her. "Come back to my place."
"I want to ...to..." He gulped with wide eyes at her. Isabelle laughed now as she grabbed his hand and lead the staggering form down the street, around the corner, past the other drunks and stoned homeless men and women, past the brothel, until they reached the factory. She picked him up and flew up and up until they were in one of her lofts she liked to use for feeding. He looked at her with an open mouth and then put his hand up her shirt.
"Whoa there tiger." She chided him gently while removing his hand from her breast. Taking off his shirt she kissed him on the mouth before she went to the cheek and then to his chest until she went to his stomach and licked upwards back to his neck. This was all part of the game she played. Humans were just food in the end, nothing more, well the odd one was something more, but this one was normal and full of blood. He pulled off her shirt, and as soon as it was off she kissed him on the neck before tearing out his vocal chords. It was a nice shirt she was wearing, and she didn't want it soiled. The flagrant sexuality he had shown her tore through her heart, and made her long again for David. It made her bring back those two hundred years of painful memories she was trying to erase in a matter of months.
It had only been about two months since she left David and her heart was still in grief. Memories of David kept on resurfacing as she tore out the boy's heart with her bare fingers and squeezed the organ above her mouth, the blood draining into her mouth and down her throat. After the boy was shriveled and unappealing to her, she slung his corpse over her back and propelled herself into the air. There were no bodies of water here, but there were dark alleys she knew of, alleys far far away on the other side of the city. She went as fast as she could to the alley she liked to use for disposing of her meal, and then zoomed back to her loft. She didn't know why she was bawling so hard, or why she wanted to get out of the factory so badly, but she did know that she was going to go back to Santa Carlo and finish things properly. But she was still going back to New York, no matter what.
The train jostled and bumped down the tracks in need of desperate repair. And Isabelle was lying peacefully on one bunk with a human underneath her talking to her occasionally.
"I do love the night time, don't you?" The human underneath her was going to visit her niece over in Santa Carlo.
"Yes, it is nice. Especially when you're in the country, all the stars are visible."
"What's your favourite constellation?"
"Hmmm… tough one. It would probably be-" Isabelle stopped as she felt a stomach convulsion take over her stomach. Pain ripped around her stomach's center and she fell off of the bunk and began to yelp occasionally in pain. Bright lights began to prickle her eyes, and she was coughing up her green blood all over the red carpet. The woman was bending over her yelling for help. Isabelle found herself gripping her stomach moaning with it all. The pain subsided slowly until she felt something lift from her body. Her whole body was shaking with an unknown feeling, and that of dread. When the train stopped at Santa Carlo, she automatically had a picture of a house in the outskirts. She didn't notice as she flew off the few people who saw her and pointed it out in awe to their fellow passengers. There was a feeling of foreboding all throughout her mind at what she almost dared not see, of what she hoped she was wrong about. The smallish house in her mind soon came in view, as a pinprick in the distance, but closer and closer, until she landed right in front of the front door. She ran over its shards until she came to the front room. A corpse of a fellow vampire lay there, she didn't recognize this one though, but she recognized the scent of her kind's dead. It was all over the house.
In her mind's eye she saw another room filled with antlers and dead animals. As she ran throughout the house and saw more and more vampire corpses she held back the nausea in her throat. She could also smell the humans around her, when she ran back from the upstairs floor she had flown up, she yelled in surprise. Max was lying on the floor, dead as a doornail. This, however, attracted the surprise of the humans who spun around to see what had just yelled. What she saw behind her froze her blood. David was impaled through the stomach with a deer's set of antlers. She pushed past the group who were already trying to attack her. Screaming in grief she rushed up to her lover's body. Her scream was unearthly, causing the humans to cover their ears in agony. This time she was sobbing, with blood pouring out of the corners of her eyes.
"I never got to say sorry, I never got to fix things! Oh my god, DAVID! Oh my god." Was all the humans could hear as she broke the antler off and pulled David's body off of it, clinging to the corpse. She was still trying to take it out of the house even as she felt the stake go through her back and into her heart. She dropped David's body and fell over, trying to get back up and pull his corpse up. She lay on the floor with her arm on his chest trying to get up but the pain in her chest was too much, she had to lie down. She knew Star had stabbed her. She had known Star would be the one killing the vampire, not the other way around.
"Only good thing you ever did for me." She croaked at Star before the darkness took hold, and a feeling of rest entered her.