Rated T/M for violence and slightly sexual convos... ----- "It's such a nice campout site..." To get away from the pungent smell always haunting the city... It was nice to actually get a bit of peace and quiet here with a friend. "Don't you think so, Ingrid?" "I guess." I chuckled. She was never a fan of going to places without electricity or computers, or anything that didn't have the latest tech. I stood up, careful to not disturb the creatures living in the forest. It was their home, afterall, and I'd hate to let them think we were claiming MORE of their land. As if we haven't already killed their people for our own selfish needs. I snorted, before looking at Ingrid. "I'll go pick up some berries..." "Be careful!" As usual, she took out her phone and decided to text someone. I shrugged it off and walked into the woods, taking out a camera from under my blazer. Ingrid's not the only one who could hide an electronic device in her jacket. "Wow, the view is amazing here..." The macabre feeling the trees give you makes you feel intimidated! The enclosed space... It could get a claustrophobic person to have a panic attack... I quickly took a picture before walking ahead, taking small stops to capture what would be once in a lifetime oppurtunities to see. As soon as I ran out of film, I tucked the camera back inside my blazer before meeting face to face with an abandoned gas station. "Ooh... Spooky. Might as well check out the store!" ---- "Yo, Dominic, I'm sexually spent." "You sick asshole, Eric!" I was ready to attack him with my crowbar, to rip out those sharp blue eyes of his and fucking throw them in a toilet bowl! "Woah, check out that sweet ass..." Eric's head was turned to a figure walking to our hideout. It was a woman, a female about the age of 15. She wasn't blonde or anything, she had black hair with intimidating onyx eyes. Slightly curvy, but not enough to get in my "list". "..." "I'm getting turned on just by looking at her fine ass ... Damn..." "Shut up about your erotic fantasies." She was scrumptious... A perfect dessert. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" "Dessert? We haven't had any for three God damn months! Fuck yeah!" "Err... Sure... Right after I fuck her, then we can eat." "Uh, no. I'm not eating anything that has YOU all over it." "Good point. Let's just eat her." My fangs throbbed and were ready to bite into her flesh, ready to rip off the meat off those bones. ---- "Hello?" I called out softly, just in case if there were animals. What can I say? I loved them. Slight scuffling noises could be heard and I turned around, before a hand draped over my mouth and eyes. I was about to scream, until darkness ingulfed me. ----
Sorry, cut out the last part. ----- I decided to ignore it. The pungent smell coming from the gas tank made me wrinkle my nose in disgust, before turning around and walking to the store. The lights were lighted dimly, and there was an eerie feeling about the place. I shuddered before gently putting my hand on the handle, ready to open the door. Unfortunately, it was locked. I looked around, hoping for a magical crowbar to be there. I shook my head before releasing my grip, thinking. I wasn't a criminal, I couldn't break into places. But it's abandoned... "Having second thoughts, ma cherie?" "What— Who—" I couldn't see anything. A bag was put over my head, oh so very cliché. I kicked at whoever was there, until the smell of strong chemicals got to me ans made me faint right on the spot. ----- "She looks delicious, Dominique." "Indeed." Dominique... So vaguely familiar... I shook my head. I couldn't let memories flood my mind when what I needed was logic. I drummed my fingers lightly on the back of the chair, realizing I was strapped to it. Bounty. I must be put up for ransom! But why?! Tears poored down my eyes. There was no bag anymore, just a gag and a blindfold. My hands were tied, same with my feet. I tried to shake, but when the leg wobbled and threatened to make me fall, I bit on the gag and gasped as it fell off. Cheap material. "!" "!" Two hands held my shoulders and pulled me back while two other hands wiped away my tears. "Who the hell are you?!" I managed to bark with the shreds of dignity I had left. "Your worst nightmare." ----- Her lips were so red, I was having second thoughts about eating her. I removed the blindfold, and could see her relief as she regained her sight. Her eyes, however, just stared at me, trying to seep into my soul. Too bad I didn't have one. I chuckled before turning to her. "You have... Stitches... All over your body... And... You! Your skin is pale white!" I opened my jaws to let her see my fangs. "?!" "Darling, yes, and you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen, and those scrumptious lips are a man's weakness... You're so tempting, too." Eric was breathing on her neck, savouring the sweet taste of her skin. I could feel her fear, and smell the adrenaline pumping through her veins. "Ohhh, looky here, Dominique! We got ourselves a fine lookin' little Eon here." She craned her neck, a perfect spot for me to rip her of her bare skin. I could feel her misery now, too. "E-Eo-n...?" "We're seperated into categories. Narrow it down from pathetic human race, you've got different types of humans. You, my dear, are an Eon. Your descendents were gypsies and voodoo witches, you have intellect higher than any other living human being and skills which enable you to see the dead. There are only a few Eons. Let's say... Ten. The rest are all scumbags." "That's why you can see us..." "... What are you?" "Definitely not your pathetic stereotypical vampire or pitiful moronic zombie. We're solitaries, my dear, we're going to eat your soul and drink your blood... And depending on what you are, your flesh can grant us immortality or a special sort of gift. You, can grant us something we've always wanted..." "..." "We want... FREEDOM." -----