05-12-2016, 05:56 PM
“Don’t worry,” she said with sass, “I don’t think you’d like the taste of my blood much anyway. Couldn’t you tell from a mile away? It’s black. That’ll teach you though.”
Snarling noises came from the sound of the vampire’s decapitated head. There had been a spray of blood everywhere, “Just look what you did to my shirt,” the mysterious woman said, looking at her dark blouse which was more or less in tatters, “Now I need a new one.”
As she sauntered over to the remains of the corpse, her eyes flickered from the head to the body, and the woman dipped down to inspect what the vampire she had slain was wearing, only to find that its pale head was still chomping from its very ‘disembodied’ form, at the dry air. Its deep voice growled as black blood spurted from its own gaping neck and drizzled from the tongue of its mouth, “It’ll take more than this to kill me... Female.”
“Tch. You’re a talker, aren’t you,” her head tilted, allowing the bob of her hair to flow with the movement, “But it’s strange, shouldn’t you be dead? I severed your cervical nerves... Tsk. Tisk.”
“Hahaha, you mortal creatures know nothing of our world, we are immortals, we have lived longer and more powerfully than primes for eons, and we are not about to stop now..” the voice gurgled, until the woman suddenly grew angry and flattened his wriggling head with the bottom of her foot. Then she raised her nose, aimed it at the sky despite the angle she would be talking to the vampire’s head from.
An angry roar came from the woman now, who was by no means playing games at this point, “Don’t you dare call me mortal, nor should you pretend to know anything about immortality... Pest. You’re scum, I’ll wipe you off of my foot the second I’m through with your body. So, why not make it easy on yourself and just tell me how to kill you, it’ll save me the effort of having to get...” Her voice lowered, but there was still the flash of a smile on her straight, pearly teeth, “Creative.”
“Where I may fall, an army greater than you will ever know will fill my shoes!” his voice was a little desperate, as though he were grasping at straws, the shoe in his mouth made it a little hard for him to speak, but somehow the supernatural creature managed.
“Oh, you think you have an army? You dare think you are better than me? Have you any idea what you’re even looking at?” she sneered now, and her eyes and body dipped lower, closer, as though to give the fool a good look at her once-smiling now-ferocious face. “You know the funny thing? If you’d have a soul I would’ve loved to hear the ending of your little ‘story’ but I just don’t have the time, gotta call the big boss, ask him what’s on my agenda for the day. Strange thing is, I don’t see any crossroads...”
The woman’s black eyes pulled from him, looking distracted and a little disconcerted. Savagely the beast beneath her shoe lashed out, and with some force, considering he had no body. “Humans do not belong in the realm of my immortal people!” The vampire’s head said.
“Tch. Don’t you even have eyes? You disgust me. To think your eyes cannot see I only wear this mortal filth as a vessel. Don’t you know what I am?” she paused for dramatic effect, “I’m a demon, and I’ve just lost the last bit of patience that was keeping you alive.”
There was the snapping of a nearby branch. And, with a squish, she stabbed into his chest cavity of the body that was a few feet away from his head. The life drained from his golden eyes and death caused his skin to crumple into dust. The woman blinked away the black from her own eyes as they flickered down, “Tch, finally you shut up.” she gazed downward at the cloth she had skewered, and remained ruthlessly unfazed by his death as she spoke with a twinge of disappointment in her voice, “Pity about the shirt though.”
Snarling noises came from the sound of the vampire’s decapitated head. There had been a spray of blood everywhere, “Just look what you did to my shirt,” the mysterious woman said, looking at her dark blouse which was more or less in tatters, “Now I need a new one.”
As she sauntered over to the remains of the corpse, her eyes flickered from the head to the body, and the woman dipped down to inspect what the vampire she had slain was wearing, only to find that its pale head was still chomping from its very ‘disembodied’ form, at the dry air. Its deep voice growled as black blood spurted from its own gaping neck and drizzled from the tongue of its mouth, “It’ll take more than this to kill me... Female.”
“Tch. You’re a talker, aren’t you,” her head tilted, allowing the bob of her hair to flow with the movement, “But it’s strange, shouldn’t you be dead? I severed your cervical nerves... Tsk. Tisk.”
“Hahaha, you mortal creatures know nothing of our world, we are immortals, we have lived longer and more powerfully than primes for eons, and we are not about to stop now..” the voice gurgled, until the woman suddenly grew angry and flattened his wriggling head with the bottom of her foot. Then she raised her nose, aimed it at the sky despite the angle she would be talking to the vampire’s head from.
An angry roar came from the woman now, who was by no means playing games at this point, “Don’t you dare call me mortal, nor should you pretend to know anything about immortality... Pest. You’re scum, I’ll wipe you off of my foot the second I’m through with your body. So, why not make it easy on yourself and just tell me how to kill you, it’ll save me the effort of having to get...” Her voice lowered, but there was still the flash of a smile on her straight, pearly teeth, “Creative.”
“Where I may fall, an army greater than you will ever know will fill my shoes!” his voice was a little desperate, as though he were grasping at straws, the shoe in his mouth made it a little hard for him to speak, but somehow the supernatural creature managed.
“Oh, you think you have an army? You dare think you are better than me? Have you any idea what you’re even looking at?” she sneered now, and her eyes and body dipped lower, closer, as though to give the fool a good look at her once-smiling now-ferocious face. “You know the funny thing? If you’d have a soul I would’ve loved to hear the ending of your little ‘story’ but I just don’t have the time, gotta call the big boss, ask him what’s on my agenda for the day. Strange thing is, I don’t see any crossroads...”
The woman’s black eyes pulled from him, looking distracted and a little disconcerted. Savagely the beast beneath her shoe lashed out, and with some force, considering he had no body. “Humans do not belong in the realm of my immortal people!” The vampire’s head said.
“Tch. Don’t you even have eyes? You disgust me. To think your eyes cannot see I only wear this mortal filth as a vessel. Don’t you know what I am?” she paused for dramatic effect, “I’m a demon, and I’ve just lost the last bit of patience that was keeping you alive.”
There was the snapping of a nearby branch. And, with a squish, she stabbed into his chest cavity of the body that was a few feet away from his head. The life drained from his golden eyes and death caused his skin to crumple into dust. The woman blinked away the black from her own eyes as they flickered down, “Tch, finally you shut up.” she gazed downward at the cloth she had skewered, and remained ruthlessly unfazed by his death as she spoke with a twinge of disappointment in her voice, “Pity about the shirt though.”
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