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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 16:20:13 GMT -5
The night just fell on the streets of New Orleans. The humans that walked the streets now were just walking meals now. Especially for one man. Michael was walking the streets. He stood out like most places he went. He was not looking for a meal tonight. Tonight held something much more interesting. As he continued walking down the streets, he could see the humans looking at him. He could see it in there eyes, they were thinking of how differently he looked to them yet looked the same in many ways. Luckily for them, he wouldn't show them what made him so different.
He spotted a bench, an old looking thing there was a human sitting on it, a female. He walked over to her, patted her on the back. She turned to face him, giving him a warm smile. He repayed this by showing her his fangs and like he planned, it scared her away. She ran for her life. "Humans. They scare so easily" He whispered to himself.
Seeing that there were no humans in sight, he took a seat and crossed his legs. Looking to enjoy some peace and quiet. However at that moment he sensed someone was here. Not human but a vampire, female no doubt. He liked the scent. "Show Yourself" He said kindly, eagerly awaiting a response.
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Post by annaanger on Jul 23, 2008 16:25:47 GMT -5
Anna stepped from the shadows. She looked famished and scared. Her mentor and lover had left her alone as a new born. She hadn't fed in almost a week. She tried to show she was strong, by glaring.
"New around these parts?" she purred, ut you could deffinatly hear her distress in her voice. "Don't see many others around here. The voodoo witches scare them off mostly..." she whispered. She stepped more into the light to reveal herself. She was wearing a soiled nightgown with a white slik robe. She was bare footed. Her blonde curls and vicious red lips intriged most males, but now that she was starved and scared her color was faded....
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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 16:39:25 GMT -5
As she stepped into clear view. Michaels eyes widened. She was very beautiful, if his heart could still beat, it would be pounding right now. There was a strange way about this girl, from how she dressed to the distress she was obviously feeling. She was putting up a tough guard though, something Michael had to respect.
Michael could figure out the rest just from the way she spoke to him. He stood up from the bench and walked closer to the girl until he was just inches away. She looked beautiful up close, but you could also see her problems up close. She was hungry, very hungry. He used both of his hands to take hold of her left hand. "You need to feed" He said while gripping her hand.
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Post by annaanger on Jul 23, 2008 16:45:21 GMT -5
Anna tried to swallow, but her throat was to dry. She shhok her head. "I can smell human on your breath... I've never tasted human though..." she whispered. Being aroud another male other than her mentor made her weak. She had never met another vampire, mainly because her mentor scared them away.
She had been searching around New Orleans for days, hoping there was a female around, but she could only find another male, which was the one standing before her. She let him touch her hand, but she was weary. She needed a new mentor though... And quik...
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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 16:54:43 GMT -5
Michael never thought such a thing would be possible, a vampire who couldn't take care of herself. She must have been one of those vampires who's mentor just abandoned them to fend for themselves. Just thinking about those kind of vampires made his skin crawl. He looked into the girls eyes. "You need to feed, and fast" He looked around the area to make sure there wasn't another human insight. There wasn't, this part was all but deserted for the night.
He once again looked around rather nervously before turning his attention to the woman. He lifted up his right hand, exposing his wrist. He used one of his claws to slit it, letting the blood flow out. "Quickly you must drink to regain your strength"
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Post by annaanger on Jul 23, 2008 17:02:41 GMT -5
Anna licked her lips. "I don't think I can..." she whined. She shook her head. She was so thirsty she was dizzy. But she took a step foreward, and looked at his bleeding wrist. She reached out for it, bringing his wrist to her mouth. She licked the blood off of his wrist to find the taste, and soon found herself sucking on his wrist. She liked the taste of his blood. It was stronger than her mentors. She bit into his wrist hard to get more, but realizing she might be hurting him, she ripped away from him, landing on the ground with the blood dripping off of her mouth and onto her white silk robe. Her color started to faintly return.
She licked her lips again. "Thank you kindly..." she whispered.
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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 17:15:41 GMT -5
As she started to drink from his wrist, he felt a strange feeling he could not explain. He had only ever done this the one time. He really needed to do it here for the girl, she needed the blood. He felt quite a bit of pain when she bit down hard on his wrist, but he didn't really mind, he could take it. She pulled away quite hastily causing her to fall to the ground. Her vitality was clearly returning, she began to look angelic to him now. She expressed her gratitude to him "It was nothing" He said in a low voice while extending his hand to her.
He pulled her back to her feet. "Feel your strength returning?" Of course she did. "What is your name my love?" He said softly.
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Post by annaanger on Jul 23, 2008 17:20:34 GMT -5
Anna looked up at him as he asked or his name. "My name is Anna Salem... Yourself?" she asked, and crossed her arms over her chest, leaning against a wall. She shook her head to get her hair out of her way, but with no luck, it just fell over her. Realizing she was innapropriatly dressed, she closed her robe, and sat down on the bench. She was finicky and didn't really know how to control herself around others.
((Short, but I didn't know what else...))
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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 17:31:34 GMT -5
She sat down on the bench, so Michael did the same, sitting next to her "My name is Michael. I have been a vampire for about 182 years now, so your in safe hands" He said jokingly. She was wearing just a nightgown and robe, were things really that bad for her? He turned to face her "So I'm guessing you are having trouble adjusting to your new life?" Without the proper guidance, new born vampires could just be a train wreck waiting to happen.
He gently rubbed her cheek and said "There's no shame in it" If he hadn't had a devoted mentor to guide him who knows what he would have ended up like. "The streets are no place for us to be right now. Do you have shelter?" He soon stood up from the bench and extended his arm to Anna.
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Post by annaanger on Jul 23, 2008 17:35:54 GMT -5
Anna sighed. "I've only been a Vampire for a matter of weeks..." she whispered. She felt his cold skin against her cheeck. She liked affection from others.
As he asked her if she had shelter and stood up, Anna took his hand and answered his question. "I did... but I was kicked out when my boss found his house trashed..." she shrugged.
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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 17:57:21 GMT -5
So she had no where to stay. Thats a problem. He didn't have a place either, but he was a vampire, he could get things done. "No matter. There must be other places to stay. He thought to himself, pondering on what to do next. He could just break into a home, dispatch the owners and make a home for the night. Thats what he would do. "No matter. I have an idea. Follow me Anna.
*A few minutes later*
After minutes of walking through the streets they came up to a lone house. It was quite massive, and it was nowhere near any other houses. There was a big gate blocking the path to the house. The gate fell to Michaels great strength when he pushed hard against it. As he walked up to the house, he could see there was just one man living there. He must be atleast in his late 50's. He took hold of Anna's hand leading her to the door. He then knocked on the door waiting for the man to answer. As soon as the man answered, Michael grabbed the man and threw him into a wall, knocking him unconscious. With that done, he stepped into the house. He turned back to Anna and said "Eat him if you want" He closed the door, the house was his now.
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Post by annaanger on Jul 23, 2008 18:06:05 GMT -5
As Michael led her by her hand to an old man's house, she felt alot better now that she had fed. As michael knocked on the door and threw the old man into a wall, she gasped and covered her mouth with both hands.
"Eat him if you want," Michael replied to her.
She took a step away from the old man's body. "Uh... No thank you, I'm alright." Temptation was calling her, but she resited well for a new born.
Anna looked at the vampire and sighed. 'This one is gonna be hard,' she thought to herself. The male still didn't know of her powers that she somehow managed to keep since her change. She could see his aura. Big and dark. It was black. That wasn't all she could do, no, she could speak to the dead, and give readings. That was her old job any way, to palm read. But since her boss fired her and kicked her out of the house, she had no job now.
She wanted despratley to go and see the voodoo woman that gave her her powers, but she knew the woman would ward her away.
Anna stood still, and stared at the man. She wasn't sure on what to do now, so she just sat on the floor. She felt childish, but still... she didn't really care of what people thought of her.
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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 18:15:40 GMT -5
Michael was taking a look around the house. It was nice, full of expensive furniture. It was his kind of place. He saw that she was shocked at what he did to the old man. He did feel guilty, but he did it quickly, making sure he felt no pain. Michael had seen terrible things in his life, unimaginable things. What he did there was kind compared to what other vampires do for fun.
He saw Anna sitting down on the floor like a child "It was kind of cute, she was a child basically. She has only been a vampire for a few weeks now. "You sure you don't want to feed? You can feed from me a few more times but my blood isn't unlimited" He could stay here for a while, he loved living conditions like this, Michael is an aristocrat, so the house catered to his taste.
He walked over to Anna "Well how do you like the new surroundings?"
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Post by annaanger on Jul 23, 2008 18:24:36 GMT -5
Anna shook her head. "No, I'm fine on feeding for now. I'll try and hunt myself later..." she whispered. Her voice was still a little week, but she made it though.
Anna shrugged. "I guess it's okay. I'm used to mansions and things like that. My boss had a little boy crush on me and spoiled me to death..." she said, and pushed her hair off of her shoulders.
She winced as it brushed over the scars of when her mentor changed her.
"I'm going to look for some clothes..." she whispered, and got up, going down the hallway, and into a bedroom. The man had a teenaged daughter at some time. Everything was boxed, and the room was full of Fall out boy posters. She went through the boxes and found some black jeans, and a T-shirt with Bullete for my valentine on it. She rummaged throughe everything else, and soon found a shoe box. She opened it. It was filled with pictures of the girl, and then she reached down to the bottom of the box and found an envelope.
It had a suicide letter in it and a cross necklace. Anna quikley put the letter away before she started to cry, and she put the necklace on.
Anna walked down the hall again to see Michael.
"Sorry took me so long... I was distracted..." she said rather glum.
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Post by michaelandersen on Jul 23, 2008 18:42:47 GMT -5
Stress was weighing on Michael. The old man was still alive, just barely but he would make it. But what could Michael do, he was in his house, he made himself known to him. It seemed he had no choice to kill him, but it looked like Anna really wouldn't like that. He was trapped.
Anna went off to get get changed. Michael rubbing his eyes trying to relieve some tension, sat down on a leather couch that was in the living room. "What Am I going to do?" He whispered to himself. He hoped that Anna would have fed on him. It was an easy kill and he expected the new born to take.
There was something about this house. He could sense it, it had a history. A big history, a history that Michael had recently contributed to. This man couldn't have been living alone, the house was so big. Strange he thought.
He stood up and wandered through the living room. There were pictures on the counters. It was the man with a young girl, his daughter I guess. But if she was living here he would have smelled her scent. They were alone in the house. It still lowered his morale though.
Anna came back to him. Speaking in a sad tone "Is everything alright?"
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