She reached out and made contact with a brick wall.
Careful not to draw attention to herself, she scaled the building and hurled herself over the lip.
Without pausing, she ran across the rooftops, leaping the small gap between them. The pain was worsening by the minute.
She froze, hearing two voices coming from the alley below. She crouched low, peering over the edge, her heightened senses zeroing in on the conversation.
She calculated their positions, and leaped down, her figure a blur. She landed, pinning her first victim down. She clapped her hand over his mouth, stifling his scream. With her other hand holding his shoulder down, she leaned down, as if to Kiss him.
Her incisors, twice as long as that of a human and infinitely еще sharp, pierced the skin on the back of his neck. Not an ideal position, but she was desperate.
Taylor felt his pulse accelerate as he struggled futilely in her iron grasp, then falter and halt permanently as she finished with him.
Dropping his limp corpse, she advanced on the trembling feminine figure.
Taylor finished with her, and gathered the two bodies. No one on the улица, уличный had noticed. She pulled them with her into the shadows again.
Ho Chi Min City was vastly populated, a large portion lived in poverty. Two deaths would go unnoticed.
She stepped out of the shadows, shaking off the feeling.
She dropped the two into the grave she had dug before. The cemetery was filled with the corpses she had drained, and she regretted each life she had taken.
Shoveling dirt over the two bodies, she glanced up at the moon. It looked exactly the same as she had always seen it. She wondered what a full moon looked like.
She finished up and headed to the замок where she lived, along with one other vampire, Lady Macdonald.
It was one of the seemingly abandoned castles that littered the Scottish coastline.
It was isolated. The small village near it was nothing еще than a ghost town, the superstitious former residents driven out by their instincts and the mysterious deaths surrounding the замок of vampires.
The original owner of the замок was the vampire, Lady Macdonald. The замок was one of the few documented by historians and visited by none, seeing as no one had returned from the few expeditions sent to the castle, and no footage, camera film или any other evidence had been found.
Lady Macdonald was a few centuries old, and liked the company Taylor provided. Taylor had supposedly been a tourist that the Lady had taken a liking to, and seeing as it was a half moon, and the Lady could not feed on her, she had chosen to bite Taylor instead.
Ten years down the line, and the village's old cemetery was almost full. They would soon need to choose a new site.
As Taylor stepped into the Lady's quarters, she was overcome with the sickly sweet scent of roses.
"Ah, Taylor, I take it your hunt was successful," Lady Macdonald stated. She had probably finished hunting.
"I hope Ты found the grave suitable," Taylor сказал(-а) stiffly.
The older vampire was dressed immaculately in a red velvet dress, one Taylor recognized, seeing as it had been worn by the Lady in the painting of her that hung in the armory room.
Although Lady Macdonald preferred to wear clothes coming from her time, Taylor favoured еще modern ones she had liberated her victims from.
"Yes, thank you," Lady Macdonald said, sounding bored as she examined the ring on her left hand.
"If that is all, I will take my leave now," Taylor said, waiting for the Lady to signal her to retreat.
"Very well. At ease," the vampire сказал(-а) without looking up.
Taylor breathed a sigh of relief and left.
Careful not to draw attention to herself, she scaled the building and hurled herself over the lip.
Without pausing, she ran across the rooftops, leaping the small gap between them. The pain was worsening by the minute.
She froze, hearing two voices coming from the alley below. She crouched low, peering over the edge, her heightened senses zeroing in on the conversation.
She calculated their positions, and leaped down, her figure a blur. She landed, pinning her first victim down. She clapped her hand over his mouth, stifling his scream. With her other hand holding his shoulder down, she leaned down, as if to Kiss him.
Her incisors, twice as long as that of a human and infinitely еще sharp, pierced the skin on the back of his neck. Not an ideal position, but she was desperate.
Taylor felt his pulse accelerate as he struggled futilely in her iron grasp, then falter and halt permanently as she finished with him.
Dropping his limp corpse, she advanced on the trembling feminine figure.
Taylor finished with her, and gathered the two bodies. No one on the улица, уличный had noticed. She pulled them with her into the shadows again.
Ho Chi Min City was vastly populated, a large portion lived in poverty. Two deaths would go unnoticed.
She stepped out of the shadows, shaking off the feeling.
She dropped the two into the grave she had dug before. The cemetery was filled with the corpses she had drained, and she regretted each life she had taken.
Shoveling dirt over the two bodies, she glanced up at the moon. It looked exactly the same as she had always seen it. She wondered what a full moon looked like.
She finished up and headed to the замок where she lived, along with one other vampire, Lady Macdonald.
It was one of the seemingly abandoned castles that littered the Scottish coastline.
It was isolated. The small village near it was nothing еще than a ghost town, the superstitious former residents driven out by their instincts and the mysterious deaths surrounding the замок of vampires.
The original owner of the замок was the vampire, Lady Macdonald. The замок was one of the few documented by historians and visited by none, seeing as no one had returned from the few expeditions sent to the castle, and no footage, camera film или any other evidence had been found.
Lady Macdonald was a few centuries old, and liked the company Taylor provided. Taylor had supposedly been a tourist that the Lady had taken a liking to, and seeing as it was a half moon, and the Lady could not feed on her, she had chosen to bite Taylor instead.
Ten years down the line, and the village's old cemetery was almost full. They would soon need to choose a new site.
As Taylor stepped into the Lady's quarters, she was overcome with the sickly sweet scent of roses.
"Ah, Taylor, I take it your hunt was successful," Lady Macdonald stated. She had probably finished hunting.
"I hope Ты found the grave suitable," Taylor сказал(-а) stiffly.
The older vampire was dressed immaculately in a red velvet dress, one Taylor recognized, seeing as it had been worn by the Lady in the painting of her that hung in the armory room.
Although Lady Macdonald preferred to wear clothes coming from her time, Taylor favoured еще modern ones she had liberated her victims from.
"Yes, thank you," Lady Macdonald said, sounding bored as she examined the ring on her left hand.
"If that is all, I will take my leave now," Taylor said, waiting for the Lady to signal her to retreat.
"Very well. At ease," the vampire сказал(-а) without looking up.
Taylor breathed a sigh of relief and left.