Post by Kross on Feb 7, 2009 21:28:33 GMT -5
The scene begins descending from a starry night sky, to a selected frame where the end of a damp road melts into the dark hue of the wide sky. The horizon is seemingly invisible. Under the expanding ray of light originating from a nearby street pole is a figure clinging to some books as it glides under ray of light after ray of light. It appears to be a young attractive woman as she glances sharply at her surroundings. Once she passes a dark alleyway a metallic ring echoes from deep within the darkness which causes the girl to flinch. She picks up the pace in her step as she continues in the direction she was heading. Another sudden sound echoes from all around her which leads to the girl glancing back once more. Then in a low whisper...
Complete silence invades the chilling air as the woman exhales in fear. She twirls back around before colliding into a stout man with long winding hair that curls all down his neck. His stance reeked of cockiness as his body gave a sense of physical intimidation. He stretches up wards a toothy grin as his eyes screams danger into the heart of his viewer.
The woman stares into his fiery eyes as his head tilts sideways.
The woman begins gasping for air as she drops her items and quickly runs the other way, she takes no chance of looking back before rotating around a corner. As she turns this corner she meets the same man in the same fashion. She falls to the pavement as he chuckles to himself.
Kross takes a gradual step by step pace as the woman backs up from the ground on her hands and feet. She begins frantically bursting into tears as Kross maintains a cold, brutal stare upon her.
The woman freezes in her motion of escaping and gives him a pitiful look in addition to the tears streaming down her red cheeks.
The woman screams at the top of her lungs and places her palm against the cold, wet ground before pushing all of her weight up and running off into the distance.
The woman rushes to the nearest door but before she can make the slightest noise or thud, the sinister man cuffs his rough hand over her soft lips and drags her away from the door. There wasn't a kick or punch that could stop him, Kross dragged her to the middle of the street. His face instantly gained more wrinkles, his eyebrows disappear as his eyes become sharp black slants. He then digs his fangs deep within her neck as she gasped and sent out one last shriek. After a few seconds she drops to the rough road as Kross grinned before wiping the blood that was smeared against his mouth. He shakes his hand to toss off the loose drops of blood.
Kross glares around to make sure there were no witnesses. At first he didn't mind standing around for a few moments, however sirens grow louder in the background. It was an all so familiar sound that slapped a half grin on Kross's warped face.
A group of several police cars peek over the rolling hills before rolling down the even road that leads to the street where the tragic incident occurred. However when the officers arrived, not a soul... or Vampire were anywhere in sight. Some other officers break away from the scene and begin searching around through alleyways and apartments. Kross from overhead at the edge of a building glares down in the midst of his proud getaway.
Kross chuckles to himself before twirling around and walking off into the brisk night cackling loud enough to echo through the entire city.
Woman
Is someone there?
Is someone there?
Complete silence invades the chilling air as the woman exhales in fear. She twirls back around before colliding into a stout man with long winding hair that curls all down his neck. His stance reeked of cockiness as his body gave a sense of physical intimidation. He stretches up wards a toothy grin as his eyes screams danger into the heart of his viewer.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] Kross is.
Woman
Oh I-I'm sorry I-
Oh I-I'm sorry I-
The woman stares into his fiery eyes as his head tilts sideways.
Woman
-Have... to go.
-Have... to go.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] Go? That's the thing isn't it? When danger lurks around the nearest corridor we have to find a different direction for our personal safety. But you ma'am, you have no safety.
The woman begins gasping for air as she drops her items and quickly runs the other way, she takes no chance of looking back before rotating around a corner. As she turns this corner she meets the same man in the same fashion. She falls to the pavement as he chuckles to himself.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] Now this is just getting too cliche for my taste.
Kross takes a gradual step by step pace as the woman backs up from the ground on her hands and feet. She begins frantically bursting into tears as Kross maintains a cold, brutal stare upon her.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] PICTURE THIS!... A young damsel walking alone at night, she hears clicks and bangs, but the bitch just doesn't pay any mind to the danger that lurks around her which leads to her inevitable death.
The woman freezes in her motion of escaping and gives him a pitiful look in addition to the tears streaming down her red cheeks.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] Yeah, I said "death".
The woman screams at the top of her lungs and places her palm against the cold, wet ground before pushing all of her weight up and running off into the distance.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] Now that was just rude...
The woman rushes to the nearest door but before she can make the slightest noise or thud, the sinister man cuffs his rough hand over her soft lips and drags her away from the door. There wasn't a kick or punch that could stop him, Kross dragged her to the middle of the street. His face instantly gained more wrinkles, his eyebrows disappear as his eyes become sharp black slants. He then digs his fangs deep within her neck as she gasped and sent out one last shriek. After a few seconds she drops to the rough road as Kross grinned before wiping the blood that was smeared against his mouth. He shakes his hand to toss off the loose drops of blood.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] That was better than the bottom of the barrel.
Kross glares around to make sure there were no witnesses. At first he didn't mind standing around for a few moments, however sirens grow louder in the background. It was an all so familiar sound that slapped a half grin on Kross's warped face.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] Well well, I don't want to be the only person at the scene of the crime, that would make me a suspect...
A group of several police cars peek over the rolling hills before rolling down the even road that leads to the street where the tragic incident occurred. However when the officers arrived, not a soul... or Vampire were anywhere in sight. Some other officers break away from the scene and begin searching around through alleyways and apartments. Kross from overhead at the edge of a building glares down in the midst of his proud getaway.
[glow=736F6E,2,300]Kross[/glow] At least I don't have rust... Things in England can be more fun than expected.
Kross chuckles to himself before twirling around and walking off into the brisk night cackling loud enough to echo through the entire city.
