09-03-2007, 10:45 AM
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Lurking...
Posts: 10,482
Join Date: Mar 2007
Location: In The Shadows Somewhere...
Age: 16
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Hunting
Laying on the table i feel myself getting weeker by the moment. I felt my thirst for blood get stronger with the smell of my masters blood getting weaker. I look over to my hunter and see one horrid image that will never leave my mind. It was as if he picked up my master and ripped off his skin putting it on his own body. I clench my fists, flex my arms, arch my back...anything to get released from my table prision. Just when i thought there was no hope, a hand shoots up to my side and slits the leather on my hand. I look down and see my master telling me to do what i trained you for. All them games were for this cus i knew he was gonna come back to haunt you.
I cut the remaining straps around my ankles and my other wrist. Just as i was to lurch forward i heard him laugh like a manaic. He turned around and looked me dead into my eyes. He said six simple words that struck terror in my soul "I hope your ready to die" He draws his fist back and lurches. I roll off the table just in time to see it fall to pieces. I pick my master up and look for somewhere safe to put him as my hunter is trying to gather his strength back-seeing i removed the tube. I see a wall weak enough for me to strike through it too make a cave. I put my master in and roll the slab of wall i removed over the hole. I hear my hunter soaring through the air screaming "Your gonna die." I jumped down and he followed. I rolled to the right and his hand struck the floor. I can now feel the power draining from his body only to be replaced by fear. His hand was stuck and all his power, courage, and will to fight drained. I saw fear rise into his eyes. He sits there starring into my eyes. As I draw my fist, i couldnt wait untill my next move. I lurched forward digging my claws into his arm ripping it off. He falls back rolling on the floor holding the stub that used to be his arm. I lurch forward again this time striking his stomach. He coughs and coughs till he throws up blood. I throw his limp body against the wall and quickly slurp up the blood that he lost. My master jumps down slicing off his head saying "darren thats enough." We make our way out of the building only to see that it was the top of the vampire mountain. We dragged out his body draining his blood once we were outside. My master picked up his body and threw him over the side of the mountain. He told me to dispose of the lair. I did as i was told, strike after strike, it fell to the ground in rumbles. And just like bats, we were off into the night again. To be coninued......
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