Post by Morgan on Jun 30, 2009 5:48:05 GMT -6
Mm, so I have thought of a new story. And this is one of my first well-thought out story lines! I'm actually excited. So, to begin with, there's this vampire called Alumit Rune (Alumit meaning blood-thirsty and rune meaning secret). He was created in the 1700s and does not live with a clan or anything like that. He lives alone in a rich, old-furnied house. Uh, well you need to read what I've come up with so I can explain further!
I, the vampire, smiled wholly in the shy cover of the shadows. The rain began to erode so now, me, the sanguinary vampire could glide through the black night without being drenched. A gentle and timorous song danced with the dulcet wind. Passers ran through the dead night, taking no notice of I. Explorative. I jumped up into the air, and felt the calming caress of the moons christening rays. The bright light reflected off of my body, causing a daunting shadow against the dark gloomy pavement below. There was one person still walking about, unknown gender, but a feminie walk. I landed delicately like a feather onto the cold concrete pavement, not making much of a sound. I skidded quickly through the shielding night, chasing after that feminie walker. I could smell her scent now that I was closer. Defiantly a female. Perfect. She hummed quietly to herself, it felt warm somehow. I was thirsty. I could hear the crimson blood pounding through her veins. It would be fresh. And it would defiantly be tasty. I climbed up a nearby red-brick building, swiftly like a spider with a million legs. I reached the top of the cold building and met eyes with my unsuspecting target. She was beautiful, had it all. Long, platinum blonde hair with the creators touch of brown, massive, wild hazel eyes, a shockingly even tanned skin and a breathtaking face to match. The angel in disguise was wearing long-sleeved soft cotton, green and white stripy top, with denim overalls that were cut to her knees over it. The slick looking denim was a dark navy blue, it fitted her attire perfectly. For some reason, the magnificent girl stopped in front of a dark and gloomy alleyway, and looked down it suspiciously. This was my time to move. I jumped to and fro from buildings as silent as a slithering snail, barely taking notice of my surroundings. I stopped moving at an ugly old building that was a few meters away from my meal. I could hear her let out an exasperated sigh and lean against the wall at the entree of the alleyway. I jumped from the building; the moon seemed to make me glow as I fell in front of it for a few seconds. It gave me power, it gave me life. I tumbled onto the girl. She reacted very slowly; I knew she could hear the wind pick up when I catapulted onto her. She and I both landed onto the group with a sickening thud, though I barely noticed. My eyes were on the prize: her luscious neck, where I could see the blood raging in her veins. I heard a nearby scream escape the girl’s purple-coloured lips that were soon fading to a scared pale blue. Her eyes locked mine like a knot stringing together. I could hear her glorious heartbeat, beating faster... faster... Oh baby she was scared. Scared as hell. Just how I liked them. I smiled evily at her, my massive fangs forming a shadow of its own against the dark alleyway bricks.
“W-w-who are y-yo-“ She pitiful girl stuttered, but before she could stop I pursed my finger onto her lips, saliva drooling out of her trembling lips.
My fangs tingled at the site of delicious blood so close. I moved my free hand through her soft, blonde hair. It shined so brightly that it almost hurt my eyes.
“Sh, my dear, this won’t hurt... No, not at all...” I grinned, my white teeth haunting her eyes.
I could see sour-tasting tears droop from her eyes. I moved my mouth an inch closer to her neck... her neck... All I could think about was the rushing sensation of the blood rushing through my dry throat. The girl struggled, but I was like a solid rock that had fallen on someone. Before she could do any more shaking, I dug my glistening fangs into her soft, paper-like neck. I released my insanely white hands from her mouth and she screamed out throughout the torture. I pushed my hands onto her shoulders, making her cascade down quickly, and I probably broke some of her bones. Just as I saw her life fading away, she let out a whisper.
“Who are you...” The whisper was a ghost’s howl that was one with the wind.
“Alumit Rune.” I grunted, sucking the last drop of blood from her body, and then dropping her beautiful lifeless body to the concrete ash.
“W-w-who are y-yo-“ She pitiful girl stuttered, but before she could stop I pursed my finger onto her lips, saliva drooling out of her trembling lips.
My fangs tingled at the site of delicious blood so close. I moved my free hand through her soft, blonde hair. It shined so brightly that it almost hurt my eyes.
“Sh, my dear, this won’t hurt... No, not at all...” I grinned, my white teeth haunting her eyes.
I could see sour-tasting tears droop from her eyes. I moved my mouth an inch closer to her neck... her neck... All I could think about was the rushing sensation of the blood rushing through my dry throat. The girl struggled, but I was like a solid rock that had fallen on someone. Before she could do any more shaking, I dug my glistening fangs into her soft, paper-like neck. I released my insanely white hands from her mouth and she screamed out throughout the torture. I pushed my hands onto her shoulders, making her cascade down quickly, and I probably broke some of her bones. Just as I saw her life fading away, she let out a whisper.
“Who are you...” The whisper was a ghost’s howl that was one with the wind.
“Alumit Rune.” I grunted, sucking the last drop of blood from her body, and then dropping her beautiful lifeless body to the concrete ash.
So, after that event, he does some misc vampire stuff, etc, and then one day when he's at his mansion that is in the forest, with a 1800s look to it, drinking whine mixed with blood when a bunch of vampires from a very powerful clan come in and try to kill him because the girl he killed was their girl, their treat, I guess you could say. They leave him unconscious on the wooden floor in his living room, blood pouring out everywhere. When he wakes up days later, he is very thirsty for blood and drinks the puddle next to him; his own. Thus, making him a super vampire. Upon drinking his own blood, he becomes unconscious again and wakes up about a month later. He now has various different abilities; go out in sunlight, have ultra power (possibly to lift the world if you could), always thirsty for blood, has amazing lust abilities, sometimes goes completely out of control, has no feelings unless 'sober' (in control which is rare), fearless and cannot die.
Well, that is where you guys come in. I need help on more abilities for my super vampire. Karma and lots and lots and lots of thankies are up for grabs! ;D