His first victim (Warn:mild violence & death)OPEN

[cody]

Linda Womack slid the key into the slot and turned the locking mechanism, opening up the door to her very own lavish home. Despite Rebbecca, her hired Nanny/babysitter/maid, always being there to look out for the house, and most importantly, Linda's 4 year old little girl Megan, the wealthy woman always demanded the door be kept lock regardless, especially with her Husband, John, out of town on business. Mrs. Womack never would have imagined that, 4 years ago, at the age of 39, a Doctor would tell her she was pregnant and nine months later she had gave birth to her one and only child. It had been a miracle of sorts, and the funny thing about it is that she originally thought she had a tumor, not that she was pregnant. The Doctor had to put the instruments to her ears so that she could "hear the tumors heartbeat" as the Doctor had comically quoted. She slid through the door and was greeted instantaneously by little Megan.

The adorable, giddy little blonde haired kid threw herself joyfully into her moms outreached arms, and before the hug could be fully established, she began to plead with her mum. "I have a new best friend Mommy, can we keep him, please! Please?" She roared with enthusiasm, bringing her mother to a sigh as she tugged her arm and guided her to the living room. Linda expected to find some stray puppy or kitten, or maybe a full grown version of either, but what she saw struck alarm in her. In her living room stood a tall, clean cut, handsome STRANGER clad in blue jeans, white new balance shoes and a jacket (despite it being summer) that had black sleeves yet the rest was denim. His hands were in his pockets and he sheepishly looked at her. "I'm sorry ma'am, I am Cody, Becca's boyfriend. She invited me over earlier but she got a little sick on the Taco Bell I swung by and got, so she is upstairs battling the burrito insurgency in the bath room."

Linda's alarm halted at the young man's smooth voice and she doubted he meant anything bad or criminal. Becca had always had a weird taste in guys, she had introduced Linda to some pretty scary and downright rude men before, but this one seemed ok. "I'm Linda, and you're definitely an upgrade from her last few guy's, good grief. I thought she had just dumped Eric? Gosh, she moves fast. I hope that doesn't scare you off from her, but in all honesty, you might just be her flavor of the week" She replied earnestly, as if warning him of the fatal flaw that resided in Becca. Megan suddenly bolted away from her mom and jumped onto the couch where she bounced up and down energetically while hugging Cody's forearm. "So can we keep him mommy? Can we? Can we? Huh? Huh?", there was that begging that usually could not be settled with a simple "no". Linda laughed and shook her head, "You'll have to ask Becca when she gets out of the bathroom, darling. Oh my, Cody, did Meg force you to watch Dora the Explorer with her? I'm sorry."

The TV was on pause showing a freeze frame of Dora The Explorer looking for her little side kick, boots. Cody waved the notion off, indicating he was fine with it. "Okay, if you say so. I hate to be rude, but I have to go into the kitchen, I am hungry. Do you want something to drink?" She said and the two shook their heads no as she moved from the living room into the luxurious marble floored kitchen and began rummaging around. It wasn't long before Cody leant in, playfully tickling his little buddy as he asked if she wanted a Popsicle. She replied with a emphatic yes and a high five slap to Cody's hand as he rose. "Okay lil one, I'll be back in a bit. I need to talk to your mommy about a few things first though, then I will return with your delicious cherry sickle."

She seemed content with it, replying back to him with a nod and smile. He left and emerged in the kitchen to the surprise of Linda, but she played it off the best she could as he smiled at her and took a seat on one of the stools near her counter-top. Before she could ask if he had changed his mind, his patience gave way. His hand moved to his neck and he pulled his Military issued dog-tags from around his neck and sat them onto the top of the counter. As Linda moved curiously towards them, Cody spoke gently, "You have no idea who I am do you?" She cocked an eyebrow at him and her eyes darted downward at the item, followed closely by her hand reaching to seize it. "I'm Sergeant Robert Cody Long" he bellowed out while slamming his hand down onto the dog-tags and dragging them back to himself, "WAS... Sergeant Robert Cody Long... and I think you and I need to talk."

Linda sat down across from him, slight concern stretching her face but trumping it was perplex-ion. "You may not know me but the crew that I served twice with in Iraq know you and I have come to know you. Linda, you are the figure-head, the numbers cruncher on the Department of Defense committee, namely the Armor and Equipment division. The troops on the ground in our wars send up requests for equipment through the chain of command and it eventually reaches you. And you have the authority to say yay or nay to whatever request, that is an awful lot of power, Linda." She raised a finger to voice a rebuttal, but it was negated by Cody's slightly raised tone of voice, "It was that power that you abused. Everyone in my Platoon sent up request after request for better Armor for our vehicles. Month after month we sent them, only to get each one denied, saying that it would cost too much. But we did our research, we found out that, while we were riding around in tin boxes on wheels with inadequate armor, in the middle of the most violent place on earth, you and your underlings and higher-ups were getting big bonuses. Now, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that the money you used for those voluptuous bonuses were to go to us, towards keeping us safe."

She felt that alarm again, the one she felt when she first walked into the living room and saw him, but this time it wasn't subsiding. She stood up and pointed towards the living room with a nerved toned on the tip of her tongue, "Okay, I think you need to leave. There are proper ways of going about voicing your displeasure with the way our system works. Showing up at my house is not one of them. And on your way out, take Becca with you and let her know that she is fired." He slowly rose, seeming to obey her commands as he shifted from the stool. He came to a sudden stop though and non-chalantly took off his jacket and placed it softly onto the stool next to him. From there he simply shook his head no. Her response was normal, grabbing at her telephone to dial 911 only to find it disconnected. Her crestfallen eyes followed him as he sat right back down in his seat, the words "I eat more pussy than cervical cancer" on his white shirt catching her eye and making her gasp at the appalling nature of it. Cody motioned a finger to her empty seat, this time it was he who made the demands. Seeing that he hadn't made any hostile acts towards her except verbally, a bit of hope crawled up her spine, maybe this is a situation she could talk herself out of? She sat down and put on the best brave face she could as she looked into the deep, chocolate orbs of Cody Long, finding a hint of hurt and vulnerability behind them.

After a unspoken few moments from both individuals, Cody reached into his pocket and placed a quarter-dollar sized piece of molten copper onto her counter-top, and pointed at it as he spoke, "That nasty little thing there took the life of a very important person in my life. I'll give you one little guess of how exactly it did." Instant dread brimmed and Linda placed a sorrowful hand to her mouth, "Improvised Explosive Device..I..I'm so sorry... so sorry for your loss." He managed to squeeze out a slight laugh and head nod of acknowledgment to her, then started spinning the piece of death like a top, for theatrical purposes mainly. "I am not a reporter, Linda. Your silver tongue doesn't sway me. You're right though, a IED did take her life. But Haji-boom-boom wasn't fully to blame. No, he had a little help from...you. See, the vehicle carrying Corporal Jessica Ellis wasn't as armored as it should have been, hell the underbelly was basically soft skinned. I pulled this piece of shrapnel out of the right side of her neck, long after she was dead and gone and each day since, the more I look at it, the angrier I become. At first, I was just going to keep it as a reminder of her and how fucked up you people back here are. You sit in your offices dressed in nice pin striped suits, looking down on people from the tips of your noses. But you call on us when there is a problem, how convenient. It took me awhile but I realize that guys like me are the Blue Collar solution to your White Collar, Aristocrat problems."

Cody stopped the talking and inertia of the object abruptly, then scratched his head and laughed, ""But then, the most amazing thing happened to me and I am glad you are sitting because you are not gonna believe this. No shit, there I was, walking down the street. First day in New York and it was going good, then I heard a cry for help and, of course, Soldier Boy sprung into action. Only this time, I got stabbed up-teem times and was left for dead. But, oh no, it gets better. When I woke up two days ago I wasn't in the hospital, I was in some crazy woman's apartment and well, to make a long story short..." Cody pointed to the scar on his neck were Olivia Marino had bit him. "Turns out she was a Vampire, ha ha FUCKING ha, Imagine that!"

Linda bolted immediately from her stool at the outburst, trying in vain to escape the deranged man. He caught her with the greatest of ease however, and dragged her back to her spot while procuring some tape from his discarded jacket. After applying some of the tape around her mouth and hands in a sloppy manner, he forcefully sat her back down onto her stool. A waterfall of tears had rolled down her face by then and all she could think about was her little girl in the next room. Cody's hulking frame loomed over her in a bullying manner. His eyes and brows were furrowed downward in ungodly rage, his hands clenched tightly into fists and he snorted like a bull.

"I'm invincible now. I am a fucking Vampire, whoopdefuckingdoo!!!! But you know what, it does have one advantage. I can extract revenge on those who have wronged me and my fellow Military members. Lucky you, Linda, you're the first one. YOU HELPED KILLED THOUSANDS OF YOUNG MEN AND WOMEN WITH YOUR GREED! You helped kill thousands of Sons, Daughters, Brothers and sisters, simply to fill your pockets and the pockets of your buddies who already rake in six figures, HOW MUCH IS ENOUGH MONEY, BITCH?"

His eyes were teeming with tears now too, the raw emotion getting the better of him, in his mind he could still see Jessica Ellis alive and well, yet knowing it wasn't true. His heightened senses alerted him to a presence coming, and as he turned, he found solace that it was Megan. Little did they all know he had tied up the babysitter upstairs. The poor innocent little thing, so pure, started to cry too as she saw two people she cared for in a perilous situation. "Why are you crying Cody? Mommy? Why are you crying? Why is tape around you, mommy?" Cody still held lure over Megan and used it to his advantage by faking a smile and picking her up. He even gave her a playful nudge as he sat her onto one of the stools at the counter. This time, Cody didn't sit, he stood there with his hands flat on the top of the counter, fury taking back over as he looked at both with a sudden gaze of disdain. That raw emotion coming back to the forefront as he hissed at them..

"It is truth time for the both of you. Superman is dead... Santa Claus is a lie. The Easter Bunny will not be coming around next Easter and the man ... on the cross... never rose again. Love isn't always between a man and a woman, there is no one certain person that is MADE for you and there is no maker. The is no good, no evil, only mankind's persistent, annoying need for one to distinguish themselves from that which they can't agree or relate with. I tell you this because... You need to know that this is no fairy tale.. good things DON'T happen to good people. Cody Long will NEVER get his 'just desserts'. There is no hero, no saviour... only power that I now have attained. Cody Long is dead. I am something else. I am an Artist of Atrocities.. New York will be my canvas and blood will be the only thing I paint with. Yes, Cody is dead...There's no giggles tonight, no laughter, no smiles, no more! I'm out of pity, I'm out of remorse, I'm out of care, I'm out of serotonin and out of my FUCKING MIND!! I'm out of forgiveness, friendship, respect and YOU, my friends... are out of time.."

Megan screamed out in confused fear and held onto her mom with a death grip as Cody backed away from them and moved across the kitchen. He had already been in the kitchen earlier and knew where everything was; a potato peeler by the sink and her husbands cordless drill on top of the fridge of all places. Ah well, he snagged them both anyways and placed them on the counter. "I was just gonna kill you and be done with it Linda. But then I got to thinking. All those parents who have lost their sons and daughters in these wars, would actually RATHER die than go another day without their lost loved ones, especially knowing how violent of a death their children endured. So, in many ways, death is too good for you. Those parents have to suffer and so you will suffer."Although Linda couldn't speak, her swollen face and oculars, all drenched with tears, begged and pleaded enough for her. No, Linda will reap what she sows, the downtrodden will begin their rule.

Cody's digits swiftly wrapped the aluminum kitchen utensil and he rushed towards them, eyes bulging and teeth clenched shut tightly. Without so much as an inkling of hesitance, he yanked a handful of Meg's blond hair and scooped her up into a half bear-hug. He made sure to face mommy dearest, wanting her to see every bit of this. Cody pressed the potato peeler down just above the eyebrow of the adorable 4 year old, the bladed edges splitting it. With a forceful sweep upward, he sliced a piece of flesh free from the girl's head, a cry for mercy escaping the young one as agony succumbed her. The point upon the end of the maimer of usually vegetables was then drove into the top of her head, leaving gashes amongst the roots of follicles. He flattened the utensil against the flesh once more and struck up with it once more, clearing another ribbon of skin off of the surface.

Screaming in unimaginable horror as a piece of her own body fell across her nose, hanging off carelessly, Megan started to fade out. Her body was being separated strip by strip and certainty struck her that the onslaught wouldn't be finished until he'd cleared the cranium of the girl for boiling. Her hair was yanked back, jerking her face up towards the light for Chef Cody to examine. He seemed amused, the son-of-a-bitch had lost all sanity. He tossed her onto the floor next with his patellas pressed down on the biceps of the innocent lamb led to the slaughter by her own mum. From there, he rose the peeler to his lips as Megan shook her head below, not wanting to believe what was happening. Snatching a piece of her flesh off of the surface, Cody chewed it up and then spat it into the face of Linda Womack.

"Tastes divine."

He tossed the kitchen tool turned weapon asunder and took claim of the cordless drill. A sudden wave of hunger, no doubt from all of the blood he had just released from poor Megan, started to overwhelm him, but revenge is a powerful hunger in its own right...feasting would have to wait.

"Linda, You have the power and the podium. You know how to hold impressive press conferences and I am sure you will hold one to start a manhunt for me after your grieving process is over. Yes, that is right, you're going to live. I want you to live. I want you live so that you'll never be able to give Megan another Birthday Party, never be able to see the joy in her face when you tell her it is ok to have a sleep over at her friends house. I will relish in the fact that 12 years from now, while all the other Mother's are getting their children dolled up for prom, you will sit in your room and cry, longing for the ability to do that with Megan. You won't ever get to see her graduate High School or send her off to college. And my personal favorite, you'll never get to see her walk the aisle and say 'I Do'. All of the things which I just spoke are things that you took from thousands of Mother's and Father's, I bet you'll allocate money wiser now huh you God Damn cunt! But...I want a head start, so I think I'll shut you up for a little bit."

He forced his fingers into the gullet of the woman he hates, pulling down on the bottom of her mandible after ripping the tape off and opening it wide. Linda attempted to bite down, but Cody shook his head, holding firmly to the bottom of her mouth already knowing that he controlled the part needed for the motion to bite. He pressed on the button in the crook of the device and brought electricity surging through it, springing to life as the bit spins once, hungry for blood and flesh. The hero turned villain lowered himself in close to her face, feeling almost as though they would share a moment of passion. Their eyes locked upon one another's, Cody's a cold and uncaring stare filled with the desire to torment his foe. The bottom totem had a wide, stricken glance, not sure what the monster had in mind and not wanting to find out anymore. The hellish pain shot through her cheek, pressing into her mouth and narrowly avoiding her tongue as it stopped. Blood started to flow down the innards of her jaw and into her throat, gagging her. Not a man of mercy any longer, Cody felt no need to turn it back on as he removed it with a stiff yank, splitting the cheek open further.

Cody did not go for the death blow of the temple. Instead, he pressed the dripping point into the forced open and sputtering mouth of the woman he had vowed to destroy if he ever got the chance, pressing the inside of her other cheek outward in what could be misconstrued for a sexual joke, a reference to the woman's age in relation to her job title. Her eyelids peeled back and widened with shock, she attempted to repeal, the cries falling upon deaf ears. The man Olivia Marino had saved to live depressed the trigger, smiling with every bit of pressure he put upon it. Once given full power, it whirled, puncturing the flesh and protruding sickly through Linda's jaw, a trickled stream below it drifting back towards her ear. The deranged man with a plan pulled the device free once more and sat it down beside her, making sure to place it conveniently where Linda could see the end result of what'd been done to her.

"That should keep you from calling a press conference for awhile. Now, for your pain, the real pain, not the pain in your mouth right now."

He spun on his heels and plucked Megan up from the floor and without any cool dramatics, ruthlessly plunged his starving fangs into her tiny neck. He could feel his body trembling as the blood fueled it and so he caressed her small frame more, crushing her bones as he squeezed every last drop out of her. Mommy Dearest, what a brave, yet greedy lady, threw herself out of the stool and did her best to crawl towards Meg. When in range, Cody deftly dropped Megan down next to Momma. He knew he had to leave. The small child's blood was only an appetizer to him and he didn't want to stick around to risk losing control and sucking Linda dry too. So, he parted from the area, scooping up his jacket in the process, and leaving a final phrase behind...not caring if the Police found out if Vampire's were real or not, hell, he didn't ask to be one, so fuck em.. What a rouge...

"Don't blame me, blame Olivia."


OOC: thread open to anything really; somebody to somehow save the little girls life, or eat up the left overs, or feud, or ally or whatever. LOL Oh and sorry for length.

[olivia]

The smell of blood filled the streets, which really wasn’t unusual in a city like New York, but there was another smell that lingered with it that was a cause for concern. Cody Long… He was the man Olivia had felt compiled to save from death’s doors not too long ago. Throughout her life she had seen many people on the edge of death but never did she intervened with fate to save them, so she had to wonder what it was about Cody that caused her to do so… He was a Sergeant and served two years over in Iraq, or at least that’s what the information she had found on him had said. From her findings he seemed like the all around American man who just wanted to keep the people in this country safe.

Taking one final deep breath of the air from outside Olivia closed the window in her kitchen as she finished off of the blood bag resting in the palm of her hand. Now fully feed and dressed in a black tank top and skinny jeans she was ready to begin her search for the new vampire, which should be easy enough… She just had to follow her nose.

Bloodlust. Every vampire experienced. It wouldn’t be fair to blame a vampire for feeding on a human, after all it was in their nature. However, it wasn’t something Olivia felt comfortable doing so she either feed off animals or got blood bags. It wasn’t the tastiest blood, she couldn’t deny that, but it did its job none of the less and that’s all she cared about.

Following his scent she found herself walking up and down streets and alleyways. She knew that Cody wanted nothing to do with her but that wasn’t going to stop her. Olivia wasn’t in search of forgiveness, nor was she hoping to convince him to live her life style. No… All she wanted to do was inform him of the different options he had, so he could make that choice for himself.

Slowly coming to a stop her blue eyes stared up at the massive home not really knowing how long she had been walking for… Did he live there? Whoever did obviously had to be quite wealthy to afford something like this. With his scent still fresh in the air there was no question whether or not he had been there, but rather if he was still there.

Sizing up the house Olivia tried to think of the best way to approach and enter the home unnoticed. Biting her lip lightly in thought she slowly made her way up the outdoor stairs that would take her to the second floor where she could climb through a window that was already open. Setting foot into the richly decorated home she immediately smelled blood, fresh blood. Feeling her stomach flip-flop at the delicious copper scent she was glad she had satisfied her hunger earlier. Glancing around she realized she was in a bedroom and upon further inspection she spotted the unconscious teenager tied up.
Having a bad feeling she quietly let out a string of curses in Italian as she untied the teenager so she could get up when she came around.

"Don't blame me, blame Olivia."

Olivia stood up at this with fist clenched at her sides. What the hell did he think he was doing? Had he told this to everyone that he had killed so far? Hearing the front door close from down stairs she took it as a sign that he had left and headed down there herself. Walking through the living room her eyes momentarily paused at the TV that was still frozen on Dora the explorer. There was a child there…

“Holy fuck…” Olivia muttered upon entering the kitchen as her eyes immediately landed on the mother and child. This was not a feeding frenzy. No, this was torture. Looking around she spotted the bloody drill and potato peeler… It was easy to put two and two together to see which one was used on whom. Kneeling down beside the two she saw the mother’s deformed mouth and as Linda Womack spotted Olivia she attempted to speak but nothing came out. Olivia was staring at the dead child, skin upon her scared face and scalp pulled off, and her body drained of blood. Her mind couldn’t wrap around the fact that anyone could do this to a little girl. Feeling a hand grip her shoulder Olivia turned her head toward the mother, who knew her daughter was dead, only to see a pleading look in her eyes.

“k-k-k…m-m-m”

It didn’t take her long to figure out what Linda was trying to say. Kill me. Olivia did not know this woman nor did she know what she did to deserve this, but if anything she would respect her wishes. Gently she lifted the woman’s head, getting blood on her hands, and quickly twisted her neck until she heard that define crack.

“Fuck…” Olivia closed her eyes not wielding the memories of her past to flash through her mind, but they did anyway.
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After discovering that she couldn’t go out in the sun she stayed in the barn only to double over in pain as her body was deprived of food. If only she had known what type of food she would be eating from then on… As soon as the sun had gone down she came out of the barn begging for help from anyone who was near enough to hear her cries. She didn’t want to go home, at least not covered in blood. Fortunately, someone had heard her and came to investigate. Mary, a girl who was quite a bit younger than herself and like a little sister came to investigate, and just as she came close enough Olivia had grabbed her only to sink her teeth into her skin. It wasn’t until she had drained the girl of life that she had realized what she had just done. Too terrified to realize that her hunger was no longer there she ran off scared that she would be charged with murder. That was it though... She was a murder.
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Olivia’s eyes snapped open as she stood back up anger pulsing through her. She needed to find Cody before he got too far away again. Stepping over the dead bodies she bolted out of the front door and took off in a run down the driveway and onto the street with red hair flowing behind her, not paying attention to anything else but the trail Cody left behind him. She couldn’t help but wish that she knew what his next move was.

Unfaltering feet pounded into the ground louder as she pushed herself to go faster but she was at her limit. Luckily, she was begun to see an outline in the distance. Him.

She just needs to get close enough to stop him … Finally closing in on him she used all her strength to throw her body into his with a loud thud. Olivia wasn’t weak nor was she exactly the strongest out of the vampires, but she could hold out on her own. Wrapping her arms around Cody’s waist she pulled him down to the gravel covered road before punching him across the face.

“How could you kill a child?!” She screamed as she gripped his shirt in her blood covered fist as to make sure he couldn’t get away. “You tortured a child, an innocent child! Forgive me if I dont understand how someone could go from serving and protecting this country to torturing a little girl!” Olivia continued as she raised her fist to punch him again as her hair fell infront of her face, her rage taking over her. “AND don’t you dare ever say my name to the people you kill!”

[cody]

Cody really didn't know what to think at first. I mean, the obvious came to the forfront, such as HOW DID SHE FIND HIM? The pain shot through his face much more painfully than he would have imagined a female could, Vampire or not, but as it resided, he begun to laugh a little bit. Poor Cody just couldn't catch a break. The worst week of his life had just gotten even worse. In a sense, he was dealing with his maker, and he knew she could probably end him right then and there especially after the transgressions he committed back at that house, but why hadn't she? What is holding her back? Without any for-warning Cody turned the tide, using his superior strength advantage to flip over on top of her. His hands palmed hers and his fingers laced between hers, then he forced her hands down so that the backs of her hands were flush against the ground, her arms extended fully above her head. The rest of his strong, muscular frame pressed down onto her small, perfectly formed body, his pelvic region and below somehow "conveniently" winding up between her legs.

"You stupid Bitch! I can't believe you followed me! I must give you credit though, you're quite good at tracking, I hope I hone in on that ability sooner or later because I still haven't a clue what I am doing." Blood from his lips dripped off and fell onto her face, blood from the innocent child Cody had just murdered. He sighed and continued on, hopefully his explanation would suffice enough to ward her off. "Olivia, you better listen and listen good. What happened back at that house wasn't some random thing, it wasn't some..wow... there is a house with a kid in it let me go kill. No dear, I am a bit more complex than that. No, you see, that child back there represented thousands of Daughters and Sons that were killed in Iraq and Afghanistan due to THAT CHILD'S MOTHER vetoing request after request for better armor and equipment to keep us safe over there. So now I take great joy in the fact that Mommy Dearest back there will have to live the remainder of her life without a child, knowing how painful the death was." he chuckles heartedly and sickeningly, not yet knowing that Olivia had killed the Mother out of mercy. He shook his head as if he was suddenly the eldest vampire of the two, "Tsk tsk tsk, Olivia. Don't you get it? The moment you bit me in that alley, you took everything away. Every bit of honor, code and innocence. The Cody you met in the alley, the dying one, was the one who would have never harmed a hair on anybody's head unless they were trying to harm someone he loved. He would not have killed because it would have put him behind bars and also broken one of God's laws. But ya see, thanks to you, the lines I couldn't cross before have been removed. I can make people pay for their transgressions again me or the troops I served with. Honestly, I am not a bad guy, seriously haha." His laugh and maniacal statement must have appalled Olivia, but he didn't care. To him this was all her fault anyways. "And after each victim I take, I will leave a witness and will tell them to blame you Olivia, not me. You'll be famous, the Police will hunt you just to get me, they'll find out about you in the process. It is a beautiful plan if you really think about it."

Cody didn't know how resilient she was so to stop any heroics from her he suddenly slammed his forehead into hers, ringing both of their bells in the process. As he shook out the cobwebs in his head he realized something; the woman he had pinned under him was beautiful, no, absolutely FUCKING Gorgeous.When he was human, he was always taking care of his mom, he never had the girlfriends, parties, dances, proms,. not even a nice cruise of the town every once in awhile. In adulthood it was all Army, war war war. He had never had a woman this flawless, or been remotely close to one like her despite his striking good looks. If his life would have been different growing up, his current state would perhaps not been a unusual one at all. However, as stated, it was very unusual and one he planned to take advantage of. He dove his head down sharply, aggressively pressing his lips against her luscious, wet ones. His tongue forced its way into her mouth, nicking against her fangs, but not even they were enough to thwart the nature of his act. From there, he began kissing her aggressively, passionately until a blaring set of headlights whipped around the corner, temporally blinding the new Vampire. The car also saw something going on and came to a screeching halt, a man rolling down the driver window and peaking out with worry. Cody was always a quick thinker, it was what kept him and his troops alive several times when everything went to shit. He used some of that again, quickly waving his arms at the man and suddenly portraying himself as the "victim". "Sir, sir, call the Police, hurry call THEM! She just killed a kid up the road! She had a knife and tried to stab me, look at me!" Cody pointed at his clothes and face, which all bore blood on them, but not from any attack that Olivia produced. The man in the car quickly flipped his phone open and begun dialing 9-11 as Cody looked back at Olivia and smirked...Hook... line...and sinker."

[olivia]

Before her fist could connect with his handsome face for the second time her world was turned upside down as she found herself pinned to the ground. Letting out a growl of frustration she attempted to shake her red hair out of her eyes just as she was trying to lift her hands up from the ground only discover that he was holding them down with his own rough hands. Cody had made his move so fast that she didn’t quite know what was where as far as body parts went. Wiggling her body slightly she quickly discovered that her hips were up agianst his, which caused her to stop the movement all together. Olivia knew she wouldn't have much movement with his muscular body on top of hers so she would have to wait until he made one wrong move before attempting to get away. She wasn’t going to waste all her energy when she knew it would be pointless.

"You stupid Bitch! I can't believe you followed me! I must give you credit though, you're quite good at tracking, I hope I hone in on that ability sooner or later because I still haven't a clue what I am doing."

He still hadn’t a clue… Well, that was good to know Olivia thought as she blinked just as the drop of blood fell onto her cheek. She felt the immediate urge to wipe it off, but of course she couldn’t.

"Olivia, you better listen and listen good. What happened back at that house wasn't some random thing, it wasn't some..wow... there is a house with a kid in it let me go kill. No dear, I am a bit more complex than that. No, you see, that child back there represented thousands of Daughters and Sons that were killed in Iraq and Afghanistan due to THAT CHILD'S MOTHER vetoing request after request for better armor and equipment to keep us safe over there. So now I take great joy in the fact that Mommy Dearest back there will have to live the remainder of her life without a child, knowing how painful the death was."

To bad she had killed the mother...

"Tsk tsk tsk, Olivia. Don't you get it? The moment you bit me in that alley, you took everything away. Every bit of honor, code and innocence. The Cody you met in the alley, the dying one, was the one who would have never harmed a hair on anybody's head unless they were trying to harm someone he loved. He would not have killed because it would have put him behind bars and also broken one of God's laws. But ya see, thanks to you, the lines I couldn't cross before have been removed. I can make people pay for their transgressions again me or the troops I served with. Honestly, I am not a bad guy, seriously haha."

Olivia couldn’t refrain from rolling her eyes as he talked to her as if she was a child, or at least that’s how he made it sound like to her, either way it got on her nerves. If only he knew how old she really was…

"And after each victim I take, I will leave a witness and will tell them to blame you Olivia, not me. You'll be famous, the Police will hunt you just to get me, they'll find out about you in the process. It is a beautiful plan if you really think about it."

“Hahaha.” She mocked sarcastically as she wiggled slightly underneath him just as he slammed his forehead suddenly against hers. Letting out a hiss at the impact her mind couldn’t help but become a little fuzzy as a groan came from her throat. Her eyes slid shut briefly but quickly shot open as she felt a pair of lips touch hers. His lips… What the fuck was he doing?! Hadn't he made it clear enough that he hated her? Sure, if it had been under different circumstances and if he was actually nice she might have enjoyed it a little, but this was against her will. It was when she had opened her mouth to yell at him that he had forced his tongue into her mouth rather passionately, giving her a taste of the blood he had indulged in moments earlier. Not knowing his reasons for doing this or if he really had any she decided to use the time to maneuver her right leg between his while he was distracted with assaulting her mouth.

Seeing the light emitting from a car’s headlight, she couldn’t help but feel thankful as Cody pulled away, her lips feeling bruised. Watching him lift his arms to flag down the driver she knew this was the opportunity she had been waiting for seeing how her arms were now free.

"Sir, sir, call the Police, hurry call THEM! She just killed a kid up the road! She had a knife and tried to stab me, look at me!"

Turning her head just enough to the side she was able to see the driver start to reach for his phone. Shit. Why couldn't Cody just move to Hollywood and become an actor? At least that way he would be out of her hair and he seemed to be good at it.

“Hook... line...and sinker."

Turning her head she glared up at Cody’s face before sharply bring her knee up into his groin, knowing that it would catch him off guard. “How’s that for a sinker?”

Using her hands to support herself she pulled herself backwards until she was free from his body and stood up. “Lei fottendo il bastardo!” She muttered quickly in Italian before running towards the car at a speed that would be hard for a human to follow. Reaching in through the window she saw the man’s panicked eyes, so she quickly knocked him out by slamming his head into the steering wheel before grabbing the phone out of his hand and pulling the car’s keys out of the ignition.

“Hello? Please state your emergency.” Perfect timing… Luckily.

“There’s been a mistake I’m afraid, sorry for the inconvenience.” Olivia said into the receiver before breaking the phone in half and throwing the pieces at Cody.

“You know, you were right. That little girl deserved all the pain she went through because she had NO CONTROL OVER her mother’s actions! How could I’ve been so stupid to not see the light!? She might have represented the sons and daughters killed in action, but you’re disgracing those very same people by going against everything they died for! You’ve become just as bad as those terrorist you’ve fought against! You want to know the ironic thing? I killed the mother!” She said as her blue eyes narrowed in anger and annoyance. “You might not feel it now, but if you continue down this path you’ll come to regret it. I had looked you up, Cody, and even if you believe the old ‘Cody’ that once had honor, code, and innocence is gone at least I know better! One day that old part of yourself will come back and it will haunt you!”

The whole time she had been talking she had kept making her way closer to him until she was standing right in front of him without fear. He didn’t scare her; it was what he could do to others that did. “You want to know why I bite you? It wasn’t because I thought it would be fun or that I wanted to turn you into a vampire… I did it because I thought you were someone worth saving from dying completely! I thought maybe you deserved more time in this world, but obviously I was wrong! I should have left you to bleed to death in that dirty alley way… Sorry, my mistake.” God, she had never been so frustrated in her life. Olivia just wanted to grab him by his broad shoulders and shake him until he could no longer see straight anymore, but she was able to keep herself from doing so.

“And if you think by ruining my perfectly quite life by trying to frame me with the police will do you justice then so be it, but keep in mind that it will all come back to bite you in the ass.” She warned in a mere whisper as she tucked a piece of hair roughly behind her ear before making a move to punch him just once more to satisfy her need. “And don’t you ever dare kiss me without my permission, if you could even call it that!”

((Lei fottendo il bastardo!= You fucking bastard))

[cody]

The pain rippled through Cody's loins, the low blow had done it's part and he now realized what kind of woman he was dealing with. The words she spoke thereafter really, honestly, went into one of his ears and out the other. The pain in his private area was that intense. However, as he stood sloped over slightly, hands coddled at his private area, one phrase sent a flash of anger through him.

"And you know the ironic thing, I killed the Mother."

How could she rob him of his plan? What gave her the right to do that? The Mother was meant to suffer a lifetime of heartache, but in hindsight, she probably would have commited suicide anyways. Let's face it, women like that Mother only projected strength to the public, not actuallty have it. Still though, killing the Mother had pissed him off and as his anger built, the words she spoke only added fuel to the fire burning within. He heard her last few sentences perfectly, as well as seeing the punch coming. He quickly reached up and grabbed her balled fist into his hand and fliiped her around so that her back was to him. He wrapped both of his arms around her, trapping both of her arms at her sides. From there he lifted slightly and walked the few feet to the car where he used the side of it to press her against it for maximum control. With his mouth at the back of her right ear he began talking to her in a seething, raspy tone full of hate.

"You little hypocrite bitch! How can you speak of all these good things I should be doing, then go off and kill that Mother? You know, I think you have some sort of God complex and you call me the monster? Here you are running around killing Mother's and deciding who lives and dies by biting me to allow me to live. And what is this shit about not kissing you without permission huh? Things are starting to come back into my mind about that night in the alley and I distinctly remember you kissing me on the neck right before you FUCKING BIT ME! So where the fuck do you get off waving the permission flag all of a sudden? I sure as hell didn't give you permisison to kiss me or bite me." He suddenly used his leg to spread her feet wide apart then freed up one of his arms while maintaining absolute control of her with the other. His free hand came up and ran through her hair, intertwining in her follicles before yanking her head back in a very rough manner. "This isn't a classroom Olivia, and you sure as hell ain't a teacher. So, the whole raising my hand up and asking for permission shit doesn't apply."

His voice had taken a more soothing, calulated tone as he released her hair and ran his hand down her side to her hip, feeling of her perfectly shaped frame. He then moved his hand to her nearest ass-cheek and committed a flagarant act of transgression by first rubbing it then squeezing it hard. "You violated me by stealing an honorable death from me. I could have had a Military funeral with all the honors and nobility of dying a Hero trying to save some poor bastard in an alley. No, you took it from me, a direct violation. Now I am going to have to live forever, watching my little nieces and nephews grow old and die. I won't be able to love again or anything. Now, you are the one about to be violated." His hand shifted and started to encompass more and more of her back-side, and the squeezing kept getting harder, painful even. Then, his hand traveled a little further south and forward, hinting as to what he would feel of next when he heard sirens in the distance. he let out a frustrated hiss. Somebody must have heard all the commotion going on back at the house and called the cops. He knew they'd be coming the way he was at, so he laughed and muttered into her ear, "Looks like you have alot of explaining to do to the cops" before releasing her with a cowardly rabbit punch to the back of her head that temporarily immobilizes her. He took a few steps back and then bolted away, running as fast as his powerful legs could carry him, and hoping to never see her face again. And the timing couldn't had been more perfect, the cops rolling up on a scene of a woman on the ground, a man knocked out in his car and a phone shattered to pieces. Let's see Miss Olivia get out of this one he thought as he continued to speed away.

[olivia]

Olivia never did like to fight, whether if it was physical or verbal. Honestly, who did? She would usually always be the first to walk away at any sign of conflict, but not tonight after seeing that little girl. Her intentions when she had left her apartment earlier were to find Cody and attempt to talk to him hoping that he would be more calmed down since the day he had woken up as a vampire. She wanted the chance to explain his new abilities and other things, but now she found herself irritated beyond belief. Her anger had caused her to strike the first blow and now she found herself in an unknown territory. Cody definitely had the upper hand having been trained for combat. If he was still a human she could’ve probably taken him down, but he was a vampire and a strong one at that. As far as self-defense went she knew how to throw a punch and kick someone in the balls, which of both she had demonstrated, but other than that she was rather pathetic as much as she hated to admit it…

Perhaps that’s why she found herself being pressed up against the man’s car as Cody held her arms down from behind. An uncontrollable shiver went down her spine as he talked into her ear, hatred evident in his voice. Hypocrite? Olivia only killed the mother because she had asked her to. She had done it out of mercy, not because she just wanted to finish the mother off. As for the kiss to his neck she had administered in the alley way… Well, that had been a mere peck as a silent apology for the pain of her bite, where as his had been more assaulting. Letting out a sigh she leaned her head forward until it rested against the metal frame of the car seeing how she was mentally exhausted. Nothing she said seemed to penetrate his mind… It was a losing battle.

Feeling her legs being kicked apart she couldn’t help but let out a growl of annoyance. Feeling him move from behind her she hadn’t realized one of his hands were free until it intertwined with her hair to yank her head back, causing her breath to hitch in her throat.

"This isn't a classroom Olivia, and you sure as hell ain't a teacher. So, the whole raising my hand up and asking for permission shit doesn't apply."

“Well either way you still have a lot of learning to do don’t you, Mr. Know-it-all?” She managed to hiss out just as he had released her hair only to have the same hand run down her side until it reached her hip. It was when that hand had moved to her bottom that her breath got caught in her throat once again in anger.

"You violated me by stealing an honorable death from me. I could have had a Military funeral with all the honors and nobility of dying a Hero trying to save some poor bastard in an alley. No, you took it from me, a direct violation. Now I am going to have to live forever, watching my little nieces and nephews grow old and die. I won't be able to love again or anything.”

Well, it was obvious as far as she could tell that he wasn’t an optimistic. At least he would still get to see his family… That wasn’t something he would be able to do if he was buried six feet deep. It didn’t matter though… Nothing she did or say would make a difference to him.

“Now, you are the one about to be violated." It was during this time she tried to move against him to get him to stop his painful advances to her back side and it was at this point she actually did feel slightly frightened by him.

“Stop it!” She yelled as she turned her head to the side to glance at him, eyes burning with anger. Panic began to erupt from her as she felt his hand began to move to a different area of her body. “STOP IT, you damn asshole!” She screamed just as the sirens came into hearing distance. At this point she didn’t care if the cops came… In fact she would welcome them.

"Looks like you have alot of explaining to do to the cops." Finally being let go she collapsed to the ground after receiving the punch, the gravel on the road digging into the palms of her hands. Letting out a hiss it took her awhile before she slowly sat up just as the cops came out of their vehicles and began to approach the scene. “Miss? Can you please raise your hands where we can see them?”

Olivia complied just as she glanced up between the two police officers. ‘I’m alright… I’m just at the wrong place, at the wrong time. I just need to head home… You’ll let me go home won’t you?’

The officers slowly nodded their heads and even offered her a ride but she quickly declined to told them to focus on the man in the car before standing up and beginning to walk down the street until she was no longer in sight of the two. Running a hand through her tangled hair she leaned up against a wooden fence. That idiot still had a lot to learn, just like the influence a vampire could have over a human’s mind. It was easy to twist things around and make them think things. After calming herself down quite a bit she pushed herself off of the fence before continuing walking with thoughts of him still plaguing her mind.