Ensanguined Confrontation [Alisha, Tyler]

[*alishariley]

She didn't know why, but she could start to feel something again. A chillingly cold, hard surface beneath her, but she couldn't really quite put her finger on it. Where was she.. and what was going on? She felt so odd just laying there, feeling like she couldn't move, as if all the nerves in her body had worked so hard they just all died. ~What.. the hell is going on?~ She didn't really understand at all, she felt so helpless, especially now when she didn't know where she was, who she was with and if she could even move.

Slowly things started to become more clear as she opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the bright moon shining down on her. She felt so stupid though, she couldn't really find out where she was, and her limps felt like they were nailed down to the surface beneath her. She felt weak and that's probably what she was to the creatures that lurked around at night. She wondered if someone was around, all she could do was move her eyes and she still didn't see much, it was too dark outside. What if she called out.. would everything be ok? Would someone be around to save her? "H-help.. me" She spoke out as best as she could. "Please help me.." She was freaking out, who was going to be around to save her.

She groaned and tried to move, but pain shot up her body like lightning strikes down on the earth. She cried out as she sat up just gripping her arms with pain. "God dammit!" was all she could say as she slowly looked around, only to see something she really didn't want to see. The vampire that had been pursuing her was standing right there, looking down on her like prey. She started to scoot back from him, but she didn't know exactly what she would do. Finally she noticed all her surroundings, she was on a rooftop, of some building.

Shit.. what was she going to do now, it's not like she could fly, or out run the vampire. She felt like her life was doomed and with the way he was looking at her, it probably was.

[Addison Beckett *]

As the breeze blew gently, it carried with it the sweet scent of her blood, letting it play under Addison’s nose. He tried so hard, trying to control himself to not bite her and drain her of her blood. He didn’t want her dead. He wanted her alive, though her warm and delectable blood was so tempting to him; Addison could feel the throbbing of his fangs as the aroma of her slowly set free the animal inside him. He clutched his hands into fists, taking deep breaths in; though he knew he didn’t really need to fill his lungs with air. He was dead after all. Predator and prey; how was the predator going to hold himself back from letting himself have the prey? He was so close to just killing her; he could hear her heart pump blood all throughout her body. His dark eyes shifted to the illuminating moon. Addison needed to distract himself, or else he knew what would happen next. Bloodshed.

He turned his head, sensing her move back farther from her, words coming from her lips. His eye shone like jade in the darkness, his voice cold as he spoke, “Does it hurt, Alisha? Does your arm hurt?” He said, faking concern, but laughing afterwards in his own amusement. Addison took a few steps closer to her, his figure like a dark shadow moving in the night. He focused on the girl, but kept his senses aware for the coming of the other vampire. He can’t be too relaxed this time; he could come anytime now. But for the meantime, Alisha would get her taste of his plans.

He swiftly came to right behind her, kneeling and stroking her dark hair. Then, his hands ran down to her jaw line, and later touched her neck. His fingers came to where her pulse was, and felt it. Addison drew his lips closer to her ears, speaking gently, “I’m never going to let you escape, Alisha. I know he’ll try and save you. I know he’ll try and fight. I know you’ll run. And I also know you’re going to hide. But I’ll find you. I’ll hunt you down and I’ll find you,” he ended his statement with a low laugh. “Help will come for you, but in the end it’s not going to be enough.”

[*alishariley]

Her body shook horribly as she just sat there looking up into the demented jade color of the monster's eyes. She winced at her arm it hurt so badly, she didn't know what she was going to do. “Does it hurt, Alisha? Does your arm hurt?” She moved back more, but she barely saw his movement and with in seconds he was behind her.

She felt his hand move through her chocolate and carmel colored strands of silk. She felt his touch move down over her jawline in a swift and gentle movement. Though she knew he was dangerous and cruel but for some reason at this moment she slowly started to melt into his body. It felt so odd, but she was already in pain and this touch was gentle, it made her feel a little better.

She closed her eyes and then felt his cold breath against her ear and the back of her neck. “I’m never going to let you escape, Alisha. I know he’ll try and save you. I know he’ll try and fight. I know you’ll run. And I also know you’re going to hide. But I’ll find you. I’ll hunt you down and I’ll find you,” while he spoke this his hand was moving down her jawline to her neck and rested against the part in which the pulse laid. She gasped out with slight fear but also at the same time she couldn't help but be aroused. Her body felt odd beneath his touch, and her neck was one of the most sensitive parts of her body. Her eyes flickered open at his words though, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do.

“Help will come for you, but in the end it’s not going to be enough.” A soft whimper escaped her fine lush lips. Her eyes slowly starting to close but at the moment she gained a little bit of courage. She did fight, she did very well with fighting, but she had never fought a vampire. She leaned forward and then forced her head back towards his, the force slamming against his face. She moved forward after than and crawled on her hands and knees towards one of the edges looking for a way out.

She couldn't find the escape and because of that she quickly stood, her adrenaline working harder than ever. She ran to the other side knowing her hit wasn't going to effect the vampire much. To think after all this she still didn't know the damn thing's name. She skidded forward and looked over the edge but still nothing. What was she going to do, where was she going to go? Her body shook with anticipation of everything that would happen, but because of his actions she knew he didn't want her dead. She gasped and turned around looking to the other side, but she already felt it was too late, she had ran out of time.

[Addison Beckett *]

He could feel her warm skin as his cold fingers glided over her neck, her pulse getting faster, and he could very well sense the blood rushing through her arteries. And once more there was this throbbing in his fangs, there was that force within him urging him to bite. “Hold yourself together,” he said to himself, “you wouldn’t want to bite…yet.” Addison was deep in his thoughts when he felt something different about Alisha. That sense of fear in her had disappeared. Instead, he could feel that she was slowly getting oddly comfortable with his touch; she was slowly calmed down by him. What was this? He couldn’t understand. She was supposed to be afraid. She was supposed to fear him being this close to her body. But instead she felt the opposite. Addison was confused; but he thought it might be good that she, for that short while, felt good in his presence. It might make it easier for him to take her away.

Just as he plunged into his thoughts, an unexpected blow came from Alisha. He felt her head slam against his face with a good amount of force. Addison was caught off guard, as he never thought he would be. Not from Alisha. He brought his hand to his face, feeling her go farther away from him. But they were on a rooftop, she couldn’t go anywhere else. Except…except if the other vampire helped her. An unusual wave of panic struck him, as he swiftly tried to stand up. The impact Alisha’s head made was nothing to affect him; he’d undergone things so much worse than that. But it was that it was unexpected, it was the fact that it surprised him that just broke his guard down. He chuckled lowly, seeing she was at the edge, looking down, looking for a way to escape; as if he would let her.

And once more the dark figure moved across the rooftop to the other figure; and the silhouette of a lady showed that she turned her head to look. There was that feeling in the air again. A hand was extended, and the icy cold hand of the predator was at the cheeks of the prey. Addison lifted his hand just as she turned her head, stroking her cheeks with his thumb, acting as if he cared. He pulled her to stand up, his hands still placed on her face. Looking into her eyes deeply, his lips parted to let him speak, “Why so down, Alisha? It’s not like I’m going to push you and let you fall,” and a laugh escaped from his mouth. He put his hand down, placing it once more inside his pocket. “Or should I? After what you did to me?”

He lifted her hands to his face, forcing her to look at him, to stare into his dark deep-set eyes, “You can’t beat me, you can’t beat a vampire. Most especially not me. Not Addison Beckett.” He put her hands down and laughed lowly, “Ah, now you know my name. Now you know the name of the one you murdered your parents. What do you think you can do about it? What can a frail human girl do about it? Nothing.”

[josephhampton]

He had really hear enough and figured it was time to act. The opposing vampire spoke his words as if they were spells. Tyler was never really one to favor mentally torturing someone. The smile that was usually on his face was now gone. All that remained was a grim look of anger. He was never one to let someone suffer, especially if he could do anything about it. He walked up close to the vampire and spoke a couple choice words.

"I am a reasonable person so I am going to give you a reasonable decision. Either you let the girl go now, or I rip your head off and watch as your body squirms."

There was a strong tone in his voice. One that exuded the commanding aura that was usually about him. He raised his fists up and cocked his head to the side. The muscles in his body were all tense. He was itching for combat now, something to settle his nerve from what he had heard. The girl looked as if she was in pain, something that Tyler had not felt for a long time, but still remembered vividly. He knew what it was like to hurt and didn't want anyone to feel it if they didn't have to.

He didn't give Addison the time to speak, all he did was rush to him ,fangs bared, at full speed. If he could, he would attempt to land a devastating right jab on the jaw of the opponent. If he was lucky, it might even break his jaw. He had been around long enough to have the time to study some of the different martial arts. Although he never went to classes, he read about them in books. His favorite by far was the Shaolin Kung Fu. The monks that learned it were a noble people, and their technique was perfected. Though it was no time to think of that, only time to think of the battle at hand.

((Geez you guys went off on your own little tangent))

[Addison Beckett *]

Again there was that scent, the scent of the vampire. Now Addison couldn’t get it out of his head. He knew where this was going. He knew what was to come. Tin a few moments there would be fighting, there would be growling, and if he wasn’t too careful, the blood shed tonight was going to be his. He hadn’t encountered this vampire ever before, and wasn’t too sure about how to handle him in a battle. True, he had an extensive knowledge and experience of fighting styles, but it wasn’t in that only that success lied. Skills are always there, but in the end of the day, everything would be all up to him.

And at last, the soft tapping of feet against the hard concrete caught Addison’s attention. He needed to get ready. The vampire was here. Words weren’t enough at this moment. Addison slowly let go of his grip on Alisha as the vampire spoke:

"I am a reasonable person so I am going to give you a reasonable decision. Either you let the girl go now, or I rip your head off and watch as your body squirms."

The tone of voice made it sure this wasn’t for fun anymore. This was real business. No need for jokes, no need for lines as if they were taken from an action movie. Actions spoke the loudest. His lips curved into a smile, but before he could even say anything, the vampire rushed at him, and he could feel his impact on his jaw. His head hit the hard concrete, his hands instantly rubbing where he had hit. He might have been hurt, but there was too much adrenaline rushing through him that his entire mind focused on was getting back. With the force he could manage at the time, he kicked him off.

His hands continued to rub his jaw, his mind thinking swiftly. But he couldn’t think clearly, his senses were going all crazy, like they always would whenever e got involved in things like this. His eyes flicked to Alisha for a split of a second, before he himself rushed to the other vampire, fangs showing clearly, and pushed hard onto the concrete, his hands acting without his mind even catching up to his body’s actions.

^{[[ Sorry, Tyler. And sorry this took long. And sorry it's short. ]]}

[*alishariley]

She watched as her *prince in darkness* came to her rescue. She thought about it, he surely wasn't her prince in shining armor for he was a vampire and the other one was the cruel king. She watched as her savior rushed in bringing his fist to Addison's jaw. She cried out seeing Addison fall right in front of her, but she could tell it probably wouldn't hurt till later. In Addison's eyes, they flickered with the fire of adrenaline zipping through his veins.

She moved back quickly and just watched as the fight commenced in front of her. She really didn't know what she was going to do. She felt like one of those damsels in distress though she didn't want to. She slowly moved to the side while they fought, her body shaking with fear and anxiety. She moved off towards one of the other sides of the building she hadn't searched yet. Maybe she could get away and they wouldn't even notice, though she felt bad for the vampire who was trying to help her. He was there to help her and she was just going to leave him there to fend for himself?

She finally reached the other side and found the fire escape, but it was at least twenty to thirty feet before the landing and a window into the building they were on. She groaned and looked back at the two fighting vampires and watched as Addison moved in for a dangerous attack. "N-no.... No!" Alisha couldn't help but scream and run towards the fight, she wasn't going to just leave the other vampire there, even if he could defend himself. Her steps were quick for a human, but that was because she trained herself to be that way. She grunted and lunged forward pushing her body at Addison. "Back OFF!" She screamed, showing that she was headed at him, which would hopefully cause him to move back from the other vampire or startle him enough for her to land on him. Her eyes closed for a mere second as she was mere inches away, maybe she might last through this night, just maybe.

[Addison Beckett *]

His blood was filled with so much energy, his eyes bolting with anger and ferocity like lightning in the blackness of the night. But he couldn’t take any chances. This vampire looked healthy and most of all, ready and able to fight. In a blink of an eye he could defeat Addison and take Alisha away. And that would be the end of it all. That would ruin everything. He couldn’t relax now, not for a single moment. He had to take every chance he could get, use his strengths rather than his weaknesses, and try as much as he can to fight.

Inside of him, he was weary of this lifestyle. He was weary of combat, of always pushing himself to stay strong despite how much it would hurt him at times. He was weary of violence. Yes, Addison Beckett was tired of violence. At certain times, he seemed to eat and drink violence and cruelty; but he now was tired of this. He couldn’t care about how much it will take him to do it; he just wanted to get this over with. He didn’t want to prolong this any longer. If it would’ve been almost sunrise, he would’ve waited just to throw this vampire into the sun and watch him wither to death. That was how much he wanted this; when he wanted something, he wasn’t going to let anyone take it all away. No.

His mind was focused, but the sound of fast steps across the rooftop, the sound of someone running burned through his thoughts. His head jolted to see Alisha coming; of course, there was no one else there except for her. She was the cause of all this. Not long he could feel her head towards him, screaming for him to back off. He stood up right away, his hand making its way to her neck, his eyes staring deeply into his. “You,” he said with a furious voice, “You can’t do anything, but watch,” a snarl escaped past his lips just as he was done speaking. It wouldn’t be too long before the vampire gets up and attacks him once more.

[*alishariley]

For a mere second she really believed that she might hit him. But life was too unfortunate for something like that to happen and at the last moment a cold grip had lashed out taking her neck.

She cried out softly and looked at Addison as he stood strong looking at her small form. Damn, this was almost pointless for her to try and do anything. He was a vampire, he could easily kill her it was.. not something she wanted to happen. She wanted to be on her couch or in her bed cozy and falling asleep. She was fearful as she stared into his eyes, her hands around his wrist.

She was wondering if he would just let her go, he did say he didn't want her dead right? Or did he just act like he didn't want her dead? She struggled against his hold couching slightly at the slight lack of air. His grip was strong and unwavering as she jerked around as best she could.

She wasn't exactly sure what she was going to do while he had her in his grip. She coughed a little more and just stared at Addison. She really hoped that something would happen, that would save her from something so cruel and unkind. Who knows what would happen? She surely didn't.


[sorry this is so short I was having trouble thinking!!!!!]

[Addison Beckett *]

A sinister smile flitted across his lips as he watched the fear linger in her blue eyes, his heart beginning to be filled with hate and annoyance for this human. Why did he ever decide to get himself into this in the first place? This now seemed to be a waste of time. But he started this, and he's going to finish it. After all, he had time to waste. Lots and lots of time to waste. He continued to look at her with angry eyes; of all humans, what Addison hated the most were those that would think they were greater than them, that they can stop them. True, his almost a century of existing as a vampire has corrupted his mind and turned him into that person that he didn't want to be in te first place.

His dark eyes flicked to the other vampire, a low chuckle escaping his lips. He took in a deep breath, though he didn't really need it. Human habits are hard to break. In a fraction of a second, he took the girl into his arms, and swiftly moving to the direction his legs took him to. He wanted to get away, to escape before things got worse. Addison was weary, tired of all the drama. He had a plan, and he wanted it to come into completion as soon as possible. All around them seemed to be only strokes of color and light as he moved swiftly, covering a large distance just in a few moments. He knew were he was heading now, and all he hoped was that the other vampire didn't track them down.

They have now gone beyond the streets of Paris, and an old building met his eyes. It was in the outskirts of the city; an old-looking, lofty building that he owned. But the interior was lovely, elegant as Addison loves his possessins to be. The facade was just a disguise, other people still thinking that it was just some other building when in fact it was a vampire's hideaway. He rushed inside and locked the doors, quickly moving to the second floor. His dark eyes darted through the darkness, and his body moved to put her on the couch. He just stood there, looking at the poor human with a dark glimmer in his eyes, anticipating for her reaction. This should be fun.

[*alishariley]

Cold chiseled arms held her tight as the wind, ran over her silk like skin. Not only did the wind caress her skin, but fear scratched at her insides. Her eyes were darting every which way as she looked around, watching the flashing, streaming lights. Everything was happening to fast and her head started to spin with accusations and just becoming light headed from the speed they were moving.

Her heart raced with anxiety and excitement as she knew who had her right away. It had happened so fast, she wasn't sure what exactly happened. But soon she saw him just a glimpse of him, from the corner of her eye. Her iris constricted causing her pupil to become tiny. It was Addison, the daring.. fearful vampire that had become obsessed with her, at least that's what she felt like.

Her body felt numb, the nippy wind, was bruising her skin. She shivered as she felt like he had slowed down some. There was no more flashing or streaming lights, just pitch darkness, with the occasional sight of a free way. Where was he taking her? Did she even want to know. She tried to me optimistic as she closed her eyes. There were two good things she could think of; one, she wasn't dead.. yet. The other thing was she felt some what at peace, the evergreens essence had spoiled her senses with their fragrance. Alisha had just realized she had been so caught up in her searching for the right place to finally settle down, she hadn't been hiking. Hiking was something she always used to do, to get away from the world.

Then her good thoughts came to a stop as Addison had moved himself into what seemed to be a building/house of some sort. She couldn't make anything out because of how fast he was moving. Mere seconds later though, she was sitting down on a couch looking up at her capturer. "W-what do you want with me?" She chocked out as she just looked up into his sinister and unforgiving eyes.

[Addison Beckett *]

Dark eyes darted through the darkness as two figures stood as still as shadows, one of which was the figure of a young woman sitting on a couch, but not comfortably. More like the opposite. And another was the silhouette of a man, standing silently, head turned to the direction of the young woman. The air was filled with tension and fear. But at the same time, it carried with it anger and annoyance, together with endless thoughts that played in the minds of the two figures. The woman was in fear, yet was in wonder as to how this had come to be. The man was glad at himself for inflicting fear upon her, thinking of how he could pursue what he wanted to happen.

His eyes stayed locked on her frail figure, watching her as her lips parted to let her speak, and softly listened to her words, "W-what do you want with me?" He smiled, slowly moving closer to her. Addison sat down beside her, resting his hands on his knees. He could feel her warm body beside him, her heart beating, sending blood to all over her body. He couldn't help himself as he felt his fangs retracting, throbbing for her blood. The sweet aroma of blood was intoxicating to a bloodthristy vampire, and at the back of his mind Addison kept telling himself that he should have fed earlier. Because if he can't hold himself any longer, he might end up killing her and draining her of her blood. And that would ruin everything.

He turned to her, his hands moving to her face. He loved doing this; not touching her, but confusing her. He smiled, pretending to care, eyes faking emotions. Addison drew his face closer to her ear, making his voice sound gentle as he spoke, "As I told you, I have reasons, reasons you'll never understand. I''ll guess you'll have to wait and see," he chuckled, standing up slowly. He walked across the room, where a cold body was laid on the floor. It wasn't quite visible in the darkness, and his hand worked on switching a nearby lamp. He wanted to show her something.

A faint light instantly glowed amidst the darkness, and it revealed a corpse lying on the hard wooden floor. Addison flicked his eyes to Alisha, then to the dead body, his feet slowly kicking the sides of the corpse. It was that of a young girl, looking fifteen to seventeen years old. She was foolish to go with him the other night, and look at what she was now. Dead. A low laugh escaped his icy lips as he looked at the dead girl, "Silly girl. Foolish," he then flicked his eyes to Alisha and said, "You wouldn't want to end up like this girl, would you?" Addison took steps closer to her, "I wouldn't kill you...yet. I have so many things planned for you. Because you are one special prey," He took her hands somewhat forcefully and pulled her towards a room. He opened the door and forcibly let her inside, and locked her in, "Stay there!" She wasn't going to escape.

He sighed heavily, walking back towards the couch and sitting himself down. He really needed to feed. His stomach growled, and his throat was dry, wanting blood. More blood.

[*alishariley]

She sat there as he sat down next to her. Her body was tense, skin tight against her muscles. It felt so tight she could imagine a blade a blade barely touching the surface and her skin just ripping apart. She refused to look over at the creature that had taken her from her home, her world. This "thing" had corrupted her mind with it's presence.

Alisha had noticed the glint in the man's eyes as he looked down at her, before he had sat down. She remembered all the research she had done in the past. She believed in creatures of the night until the age of twelve. Her interests had faded after that. Fairy tales and mystic beings no longer gave her interest. But that night, that he came, showed her that her research didn't go to waste. It was bloodlust, pure merciless bloodlust in her capture's eyes.

Now that mysterious, gentle [she had thought]; yet, murderous creature, had her where he wanted her. No escaping something that was truly inhuman. She was his prey there was no stopping him. She sat still as she felt his weight shift, he was moving closer. Maybe it was the face he was a vampire, that she felt herself yearning for his touch, but another part of her tensed as he drew near. The eyes of a person always told the truth.. and as she finally looked at him, his actions showed kindness, caring but his eyes showed cruel intensions and pure malice.

Feeling his chilling breath skate over her neck.. then her jawline, then over her cheek caused her to shiver ever so softly, his words cutting into her like a knife. "As I told you, I have my reasons, reason you'll never understand. I'll guess you'll have to wait and see." Once he pulled away to stand up, she pulled her clothing closer to her.

She just noticed the room was barely lit as he moved towards another part of the room. 'C-click..' a lamp brightened the room only a little more. Oxygen rushed from her body, eyes dead with terror. A girl around the age of sixteen[at least it seemed so], lay dead on the floor. Her skin paler than the moon itself, eyes dull and gray, lips grayish blue slowly deteriorating. "Wha-..what..?" Her heart felt like stone, heavy against her rib cage, as she tried to breathe.

"Silly girl. Foolish," his words cut off her thoughts. She felt his emotionless eyes on her, but her eyes were glued on the girl. "You wouldn't want to end up like this girl, would you?" Her eyes stung with tears soon after. "I wouldn't kill you...yet. I have so many things planned for you. Because you are one special prey," he was stepping closer to her. Alisha's legs immediately moved into her chest as he drew near. Her eyes did not leave the girl, they were stuck on her, as if Alisha was in a trance. Her eyes adjusting to the dim light a little more, she noticed the girl.. some what resembled herself. " O-oh... god." She hoped that, that was merely her fear talking.

With out any warning his grip had grasped her hands quite harshly and he drug her to a door and threw her into a room. "Stay there!" She gasped and tried to get to the door before anything could happen.. but 'slam!'.. her world went black. She just stared at the door, fear completely gone from her feelings now. All she could think about was.. ~my life is over~. She agonizingly moved back on her butt away from the door. She couldn't see anything, she had no idea what kind of room she was in. Before she knew it screams filled the room, they were dreadful cry filled screams.. and they were coming from her. She felt hopeless and her body fell to the side as she curled up against what she hoped was a fall and just wept. "I..." She cut herself off, there was no use in talking, no one would hear her, things see-- no life seemed so far away to her..... now.

[Addison Beckett *]

His cold hands ran through his dark hair as he sat there wearily, feeling the soft surface of the couch he was sitting in, feeling everything around him. He couldn’t think straight because of her sobs; sounds of pain and fear, sounds that always pierced through his mind, making him guilty of all that he has done. He used to be human after all. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he leaned back his head, letting his body loose for a few moments. Lids closed wearily as he let himself plunge into an ocean of thoughts, pondering on them for a while. But there were so many things that crossed his mind he couldn’t even pick one out to start with. He wished his vampiress was here; her presence always made him calm no matter how tense situations may be. Addison moved his hand to his forehead, his cold fingers pressing softly on it. He needed to calm down.

His mind went back to his first hunt; to how his heart felt weak and poor when his defenseless prey looked at him wit sorrowful eyes. He felt inevitably guilty when his fangs sunk into his prey’s neck, and the body slowly losing life in his grasp. He wanted to cry, he wanted to scream, he wanted to say he didn’t want this anymore. But he can’t. It’s not easy to let go of something that has been forced into him. His mind was swarming with thoughts of guilt and pity, but the feel of sweet blood running down his throat, the taste of it on his tongue; it was addicting. Though he felt bad, felt like a murderer, the blood and pleasure of it won him in the end. Through the years, he had adapted well to his lifestyle, and his heart became icy to those whose blood he yearned for. But he had turned into the one person he had never wanted to become; he knew that from the very start.

Now is he really going to pursue his plans with this girl? He couldn’t tell himself what to do at this moment, now that guilt has struck him once more. Should he let her go? No. His plans, his efforts would go to waste. He started this, and he can’t turn his back on this. Not now. But wouldn’t it be nice to let someone go from his grip just for one? Wouldn’t’ it be nice for a change to come? Yes. It would be nice to change the sinister person he has become. He argued against himself in what seemed to be an impossible battle to win. Addison tried hard to weigh things, see which one appealed to him more. But it seemed difficult. Very, very difficult. Confusion got the best of him and a loud bellow escaped his lips as his hands clutched into fists and slammed against the couch. He swiftly stood up, and kicked the first thing that was next to him. He wasn’t just confused, he was also angry at himself for some reason he couldn’t explain.

His head turned to the other side of the room, and caught a glimpse of his own reflection. He moved his hand up to his face, gently stroking his jaw line. He didn’t look any different from how he looked almost a century ago, except for his skin which had now turned pale. And his eyes…they were different. They weren’t filled with wonder and glee like they used to before. Instead they were replaced with bloodlust and anger. He walked towards the mirror, stopping as he got close enough to look into his own eyes. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. So when others, most especially his prey, look into his eyes, what do they see? Fear? Anger? He can’t tell exactly what, but he knew that they could see a killer. A murderer. A merciless vampire. In his raging anger, his hands moved swiftly and threw the mirror across the room. He had made such a mess, but he didn’t care. That could be arranged any minute.

What should he do now? He knows for sure he was tired of this; he never wanted to be a vampire in the first place. But he is, and he can’t change that now. He has to face this even when he was starting to have second thoughts. Addison smirked; he knew what he was doing. And there was nothing stopping him. Even guilt. He moved slowly to two big doors just beside the room he put Alisha in. This was his room, and no one entered it except for him and his vampiress Nimue. He slipped in slowly, and faced another mirror. He was filthy. That other vampire who interfered earlier had not only prolonged his hunt, but he had messed up his clothes as well. Addison hated seeing himself dirty, and so he took off his clothes and changed into a black suit, grinning at himself as he looked at the mirror.

He walked out of the room and shut the door behind him, eyes flicking to the door leading to the room where Alisha was. She was lucky he didn’t put him in a prison-like room. The room she was in was well-organized and beautifully decorated; he didn’t want his possessions to be dirty or inelegant. But it didn’t mean he was going to treat her nicely. He walked to the kitchen and grabbed human food, disgusting himself as he stared at it for a few moments. He couldn’t remember how they tasted, but one thing he knew was that blood tasted even more. Addison walked towards the room and opened it, looking through the darkness. His hand move to turn on a single lamp, deciding to continue his little role-play, acting as if he cared for her. His confusion was gone and he was starting to enjoy this again. He smiled.

Addison moved to where she was and gently pulled her to her feet, letting her sit on the bed. His ands wiped away her tears and placed a kiss on her forehead. He handed her the food he was bringing with him, smiling a fake smile as he said, “Here. Eat,” he said, looking into her eyes. This was the fun part, the playing with the prey. He touched her hand gently, being careful not to let her see he was just playing. But then again, he loved confusing her. His tone of voice changed as he spoke, “You’re going to need it.”

[*alishariley]

Aching, sobbing, Alisha was falling apart too quickly for her own good. Her mind was swarming, but she didn't know exactly what was swarming in it.

She was crawling around the floor, not looking for anything, because she knew she wouldn't find anything. Tears were still falling down her over her cheeks, her body trembling. Then she heard Addison whale out, she jerked back accidently slamming her back against something hard. She whimpered and held her back as she heard a crash of some sort. It's like he was having a fight with himself, because she knew no one was in the place with them. She didn't think there could be unless some one knew about this place like he did.

Then the darkness was engulfed in silence once more, she slowly stood up grabbing onto what felt like the end of a bed post. She shakily stood up straight and started to move towards the door, placing her ear to the door. She heard nothing, she wanted to know if the door was unlocked, but if she tried and it opened.. what if he was in the room? She would be dead for sure.

Then another shattered sound came from the other side of the door, her body had jerked back out of instinct. She held her chest and moved back slowly, her legs pressing into the base board of the bed. She slid down and just sat there.. soon covering her face with her hands just sit there and sob. What was she doing? Just being helpless, but what good would fighting do? It wouldn't help her at all, it would only cause him to become annoyed and kill her.

Her eyes were growing heavy as she sat there, her legs slowly slipping from their position, to lay to the side of her body. Her mind started to drift off, but rightly so someone opened the door right when she felt herself drifting. She sat up and looked over to see Addison walk in with a plate of food. She looked to the side, but his grip brought her up to sit on the edge of the bed.

His gentle touch moved to her cheek as his thumb caressed her cheek wiping the tears away. She didn't move, she stayed silent eyes staring at the floor. Then.. oh god.. she was going insane now.. the lips of this tempter, this killer and creature were upon her forehead. She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as she felt the cool press, it felt real. Real the kiss was, but with meaning she highly doubted, though it felt like it. She wanted to plead him to stop, because this type of behavior gave her hope, that she knew she shouldn't have.

“Here. Eat,” his voice graced her ears, as she just sat there. She didn't move to take the plate, she just sat still. His hand had moved over hers and held it, her mind swarmed again. ~Just.. stop.. j-just.~ Her mind was going blank, she slowly looked to him, the smallest part of her wishing that there was some type of kindness in his eyes. “You’re going to need it.” She shook her head and looked away, pulling her arms into her lap. "I.. d-don't care." She stuttered as she looked to her hands. She finally moved over to one of the four posts and leaned against it.