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I know what you mean. Life just taking over hand sometimes. I've had it the same the last days. But I'll try to get you a reply tomorrow.
Nice to hear. :) Going to have a rough weekend though... two ten-hour shifts in a row. But, oh well.
Yeah, I'm doing good. :) Have been enjoying a few days off work. You're doing good? :)
Glad you liked the post. :)
Glad you liked the post. :)
Vincents eyes moved from Aaron to the old butler as he ran down the stairs, and his eyes returned to their golden shade. He sighed a little and let go of Aarons neck. "She's not really a prisoner." he said. It seemed as though his rage had never been there in the first place. He took a few moments to collect himself again before he followed Elle out the door. As he thought, she hadn't gotten very far.
He walked down the few steps from the porch and walked over to her. "Is this really such a good idea?" he asked, looking at her. "You know as well as I that you're much safer here than you would be out there, among the humans." he spoke softly. He crouched down beside her. "Listen, you need to feed soon, and a lot. Less you want to insane and attack anything that moves." he said.
He placed a hand on her shoulder before lifting her up in his arms. It was no point for her to struggle, even if she wanted to or not. "It would be better for all if you just come to accept your new fate." he said as he carried her inside again. He didn't give the other vampires a single look, for he knew it take a lot from them to question him again. Walking up the stairs, he opened the doors to his chambers again and closed them as he had entered with her.
He sat her down on his bed before fetching a dagger. He walked back to the bed and sat down next to her, looking at her. He cut his own wrist and held it out to her, letting his own prescious blood slowly flow. "Chose for yourself - accept my blood or go hunt innocent humans." he said, looking at her and waiting for her to decide.
He walked down the few steps from the porch and walked over to her. "Is this really such a good idea?" he asked, looking at her. "You know as well as I that you're much safer here than you would be out there, among the humans." he spoke softly. He crouched down beside her. "Listen, you need to feed soon, and a lot. Less you want to insane and attack anything that moves." he said.
He placed a hand on her shoulder before lifting her up in his arms. It was no point for her to struggle, even if she wanted to or not. "It would be better for all if you just come to accept your new fate." he said as he carried her inside again. He didn't give the other vampires a single look, for he knew it take a lot from them to question him again. Walking up the stairs, he opened the doors to his chambers again and closed them as he had entered with her.
He sat her down on his bed before fetching a dagger. He walked back to the bed and sat down next to her, looking at her. He cut his own wrist and held it out to her, letting his own prescious blood slowly flow. "Chose for yourself - accept my blood or go hunt innocent humans." he said, looking at her and waiting for her to decide.
Sounds great! :) Can't wait to read it!
Hope you don't think I took too much control about the information? Like everything that involves her. I thought it made sence.
Vincent watched Aaron as he spoke, and as soon as he heard another voice his eyes quickly moved to Sophia. He was quite surprise that this timid, young vampire would take a side that could get her killed. She barely had ten years among his kind, and still she would speak against him. "Not another word, Sophia, or I will make you dispose of your own fangs." He growled the warning to her and watched her quickly lower her head and back away. Without their fangs, a vampire had no status or standing even among their own. A fang-less vampire was useless to everyone.
After his threat to Sophia, Aaron dared to speak up again. Vincents eyes shot over to him again, and his otherwise golden eyes had turned black. He had had enough, and within the split of a second he had crossen the room, grabbed a hold of Aarons neck and slammed him into the wall. The stone wall cracking and crumbling against the immense power of the impact. Staring right into Aarons eyes, Vincent gave out an angry growl, revealing a full set of fangs across his upper and lower jaw. His very essence seeming to grow along side his aggression. "You missunderstand, Aaron." he spoke in a voice as deep as hell itself. "It is not I whom has not thought of these things. It is you."
"She was a hunter, yes. A great one at that. It would have been an encounter few of you would have survived. Think of that power for just a second, if your simple mind would allow you to. Think of that power, turned into what it is now. Fully harnest and under control, she would be strong enough to challange any of you. Most likely do me the favor you killing you, Aaron." he spoke, never letting go of his grip around his throat nor letting his eyes stray. "She is not a novis w3hen it comes to the information about us. She is highly edjucated and knows that if she tires to kill herself, to release herself from the hell she is in right now - she will be stuck in limbo. Never be able to reach either heaven now hell. That fact alone is worse than this."
"Let her keep her memories and try to be her old self for as long as she has the energy to. This is the place she will always return to. Being who she was, roaming around on the streets before she is able to control herself or her new powers, she will sooner or later go on a rampage, killing anything that comes in her way. Innocent people. A so called 'holy person' wouldn't allow themselves to doing so. Going back to the church will get her killed just for being what she is now. The church can't risk anything just because she used to be human and one of them. This coven is the only place where she will be safe from the outside world and herself."
"Her family is still alive. Yes, I am well aware of that, and so is she. They will find it suspisious that she has vanished into thin air. And where do you think their thoughts will turn? To us, yet of course. And that is exactly what I want. Just imagine the glorious look of fear and despare on their faces when they finaly realise it." At this point, an evil grin had turned up on Vincents face. "All of this is the reason I chose her. Why I turned her and her alone. It's nothing more than a taunt to the church - the very organisation that has persecuted us for ages. It will send ripples right into thier core and it will never heal. They think they are safe from a fate like this, that their religion protects them." He laughed, a laugh that would tare a whole in a babe's heart.
"Will I have to explain further, Aaron, and while doing so rip your throat out?" he asked, tilting his head as he let his long, sharp nails dig into the sensitive skin around his neck.
After his threat to Sophia, Aaron dared to speak up again. Vincents eyes shot over to him again, and his otherwise golden eyes had turned black. He had had enough, and within the split of a second he had crossen the room, grabbed a hold of Aarons neck and slammed him into the wall. The stone wall cracking and crumbling against the immense power of the impact. Staring right into Aarons eyes, Vincent gave out an angry growl, revealing a full set of fangs across his upper and lower jaw. His very essence seeming to grow along side his aggression. "You missunderstand, Aaron." he spoke in a voice as deep as hell itself. "It is not I whom has not thought of these things. It is you."
"She was a hunter, yes. A great one at that. It would have been an encounter few of you would have survived. Think of that power for just a second, if your simple mind would allow you to. Think of that power, turned into what it is now. Fully harnest and under control, she would be strong enough to challange any of you. Most likely do me the favor you killing you, Aaron." he spoke, never letting go of his grip around his throat nor letting his eyes stray. "She is not a novis w3hen it comes to the information about us. She is highly edjucated and knows that if she tires to kill herself, to release herself from the hell she is in right now - she will be stuck in limbo. Never be able to reach either heaven now hell. That fact alone is worse than this."
"Let her keep her memories and try to be her old self for as long as she has the energy to. This is the place she will always return to. Being who she was, roaming around on the streets before she is able to control herself or her new powers, she will sooner or later go on a rampage, killing anything that comes in her way. Innocent people. A so called 'holy person' wouldn't allow themselves to doing so. Going back to the church will get her killed just for being what she is now. The church can't risk anything just because she used to be human and one of them. This coven is the only place where she will be safe from the outside world and herself."
"Her family is still alive. Yes, I am well aware of that, and so is she. They will find it suspisious that she has vanished into thin air. And where do you think their thoughts will turn? To us, yet of course. And that is exactly what I want. Just imagine the glorious look of fear and despare on their faces when they finaly realise it." At this point, an evil grin had turned up on Vincents face. "All of this is the reason I chose her. Why I turned her and her alone. It's nothing more than a taunt to the church - the very organisation that has persecuted us for ages. It will send ripples right into thier core and it will never heal. They think they are safe from a fate like this, that their religion protects them." He laughed, a laugh that would tare a whole in a babe's heart.
"Will I have to explain further, Aaron, and while doing so rip your throat out?" he asked, tilting his head as he let his long, sharp nails dig into the sensitive skin around his neck.
Only problem now is that I have to come up with something to make Vincent win the argument. :P We can't have him loose it. ;)
That's alright. :)
I'm doing just fine. I just got home from work about an hour ago (2am), so I'm tired and heading off to bed. How are you? :)
I'm doing just fine. I just got home from work about an hour ago (2am), so I'm tired and heading off to bed. How are you? :)
Think you'll be able to reply today? :)
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