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Camilla shrieked and kicked as she was dragged into the alley, writhing violently and desperately trying to dig her long pink polished nails into the hand, that had grabbed her,but to no avail, the grip did not budge the least. Her little heart was racing so fast as if imitating the frenzied basks of the hummingbird's wings, thudding so hard in her chest that it hurt and tears were welling up in her eyes in response to the painful grip on her shoulder. "Let go, bastard! How dare you touch me! You spineless wannabe boogieman! How can you walk with your head high!? Attacking a girl from behind, are you that pathetic,really?!" Camilla hissed, cursing him in every language and every way she knew as she was dragged further away from the street. The creep chuckled darkly and suddenly the teenager was slammed roughly against the wall, wincing and squinting her eyes closed from the pain. A low whine slipped past her lips as her head collided with stonewall and pain bounced around in her head like a beach-ball. Stars were soon dancing in front of her eyes and distantly Camilla knew that her consciousness was fading but with a herculean effort, she somehow forced herself to remain awake and she fixed her gaze on the guy. Her lips pulled back in a snarl and a her pretty face turned into a hideous mask of hatred as she took in her attacker. The spineless worm looked like some ridiculous excuse for a cowboy, complete with the stupid hat and he'd even gone as far as wearing leather clothing that would make the fashion-freaks cringe. He'd dropped fang and he was grinning evilly, the sharp canines glinting slightly.
Normally Camilla would be excited and elated by the fact that she met an honest-to- good vampire but for some reason she just couldn't summon any positive feelings about having met this guy. " Who the fuck do you think you are!? Attacking me from behind, cowardly bastard! Dit forbandede bæst! Du skal ikke røre mig, End dog dig selv, din fucking psyko*!"
The creep just smiled and licked his lips in that gross way, that Barty from Harry Potter did!. "I always liked ehm' feisty! Scream a lil' for me, girlie? " He purred and the girl's eyes widened in horror at what she heard. His voice and tone was low and husky, for some reason sending disgusted chills down her spine and making all alarm signals in her head wail. That husky tone did not bring back good memories. He sounded so excited. That vampire was aroused by this atrocity. Bile rose in her throat and for a moment, she wondered if he would get the fuck away from her if she threw up on him, but could only imagine him killing her or something.
Yet the nausea kept swelling in her throat and tummy and in her despair, Camilla brought up her leg and kicked with all the power she could muster against the vampire's knee. He didn't even wince. He just chuckled again and suddenly one hand was keeping her still and locked against the cold hard wall, the other one creeping it's way to her chest, fondling her budding breasts. 'Oh fuck no'rang in her head. Screaming, howling, wailing, and crying desperately that this could not happen, that she would not let him do this to her! She did not consent, he had no right to defile her!
"Beautiful little one." He murmured in his husky low voice as he kissed trails up and down her neck and Cami snorted and rolled her eyes. " Beautiful? Oh fuck off, I'm not and in reality you don't really give a shit, do you? A hole is a hole and a dick can washed – isn't that so?" She snarled cruelly, her fury alike to that of an enraged Norse Goddess.
"Ohh~ Smart mouth ya' have ther', lassie! Keep talkin' in that sexy angry voice!" He challenged, sounding bored
"Oh drink acid! Who committed the sin of not killing you by birth? I´d slap you, but shit stains!" Cami cursed and sneered as she writhed in his grasp.
No matter how much self-defense she had learned, it didn't work against his strength. Tears were forming but she refused to let him see her cry. She simply refused him to have that pleasure and she glared at him hatefully when he raised an eyebrow at her. Camilla at last chose to force herself to calm just a bit, she inhaled through her nose and stared at him in silence for a while. "You really are something, girly" He mumbled and Cami grit her teeth as he reached up under her short skirt. " Yeah, same to you, Disgusting pedophile!" Camilla snarled.
"You going to rape me? How fucking ridiculous! Are you that disgusting that women won't even fuck you for money? Hah! Fucking priceless. Maybe, you´ll kill me after you're done..Keh, I dare you. I´ll turn your undead existence into living hell! I´ll whisper curses in every breeze, I´ll turn all blood into shit in your mouth, I´ll grant you the conscience of a saint! I will never let you rest, not single moment of peace, will you have. Not a single one! And if you become so desperate that you´d end your existence – then I will be waiting for you at the gates of the Underworld along with every person you ever fucking hurt! And we´ll let you experience every pain you ever inflicted! An eternity of rape and pain fitting for a pedophile like you~."
Distantly she was wondering where in the world she got the courage to speak like that to a freakin' vampire, who could snap her neck like a twig, as she tried to get her feet to touch the ground so she could at least try to use his own weight against him. She almost howled in frustration when she realized he was holding her way too high above the ground for her to even reach on her tiptoes. " A pedophile, am I?" He asked curiously, toying with her pantie-line.
"That's what you are, arent'ya sicko?" She snapped.
Camilla was gasping for air, the hand on her neck not pleasant but her Asthma was acting up because of the panic that threatened to overwhelm her.
On the inside of her head, Camilla was begging like a little child,pleading with him not to do this, pleading for him not to hurt her. He could have her life if he wanted, as long as he just didn't rape her. She wanted to scream her heart out when she felt his obvious arousal pressing against her thigh.
"Oh well." He mumbled, as though it was a bother or a chore before he lunged for her throat, burying his sharp fangs into her tender flesh. Camilla, in response, bit her lip harshly in her attempt to stifle her howl of pain, she bit so hard that she accidently broke skin but didn't even acknowledge the blood that trickled down her chin and distantly the teen was sure that the blood was staining her top this very moment, grieving that it was actually her little sisters top that she'd nicked. What a strange thing to think about as you are being killed, the Dane noted somewhat cynically, and yet even though the pain was terrible, she could not let the scream that bubbled in her throat pass her damaged lips, her pride simply to firm to let her show such weakness.
Not even the pain of his fangs digging in her neck carelessly, recklessly and non-caring of her ability to survive after this. With the last ounce of strength that Camilla could summon in her rapidly weakening state,She slowly and carefully lifted her arms, circling the creep's neck in some awkward and disgusting imitation of a hug. She was silent despite the tears that she couldn't seem to halt. It seemed that the the vampire was quite the arrogant fellow, didn't think she would fight despite how she'd been before – spouting insult and venom fearlessly but that was where he was very wrong and thus that would become what felled him.
Pleading her Viking ancestors for strength, Camilla tightened her hold around the vampire's neck,a soft moan of anguish escaped her but she hoped he'd mistake it for a pleased one and figured that her pretense of liking it was good enough as he had yet to actually kill her. She slowly inched her fingers closer to his face. At last the girl took a desperate breath,before she recklessly dug her nails into his eyes with what little strength she had left. Screamed and howled with all her lungs had as her nails cut into the soft vulnerable flesh of his eyeballs, trying not to throw up at the gross feeling. She was still trying to ignore the nausea welling up in her throat when she finally got a good hold of his eyeballs and then she cruelly ripped them out, pretty much at the same time and Camilla couldn't help the triumphing laughter as she watched the eyeballs roll around on the ground.
The vampire snarled, howled and hissed in pain as he ripped away from her. " YOU LIL' FUCKIN' BITCH! FUCK!" He screeched furiously and was just about to attack her again and end it, when a flash of white knocked the guy to the wall and a snarl was heard, the words so quick and angered that Camilla's pain addled brain couldn't even begin to comprehend what exactly had been said.
The teen idly watched the strange occurrence from her spot on the ground where she'd landed when the vampire reeled back in his pain, groaning as she tried to get up into a sitting position, adrenaline still rushing in her veins.
Though, despite her brave efforts – enough was enough and her little frail body could not take anymore stress and as the colors faded from her sight, Camilla lost consciousness and slipped into a peaceful sleep.
* You cursed/damned beast/monster. Don't you fucking touch me. Kill yourself, you fucking psycho!