Posted January 29, 201411 yr RATED: 17 For Vampire Violence, action, and language. A gas station, off the main road. Dirty place, with a rusted out tin roof and toothless shop keep. In a dingy bathroom in the back, a fan rattling and humming in the open window, two teen aged guys argued in the dim heat of the afternoon. " It wasn't my fault, Jack ,you KNOW that! " Jamie looked down at the floor, seated on the toilet in the stall, waiting for Jack to finish applying the dye to his hair. His own black hair was now a rich white, with honey blonde high lights, leather gloves without fingers on his hands. " What are we going to do? Keep running? They'll catch us in the end..." He looked up, a single tear running down his cheek. " Won't they?" Edited February 7, 201411 yr by TheTimidLight
February 20, 201411 yr Author " Here he is. " Jamie crouched down next to Jack ,and whispered " Drain the bitch: it's just a crack addict. No one'll miss her."
February 20, 201411 yr Jack took one bite, sucking the blood slowly, enjoying the meal. "Still a human..." He mutterd to his brother...
March 16, 201411 yr After a while, he didn't.... He ended up sucking almost all of the blood from the poor woman's body. It was wired that he could almost taste the cocaine and heroin in her veins...
March 16, 201411 yr Author Jamie licked his lips: he was enjoying this far too much, seeing the woman's life drained away like a worm on a hook. What..what was he thinking? That.... Wasn't him....
March 16, 201411 yr Jack felt guilt at the action, and seemed to pray for her good health internally... He looked at Jamie, who's exterior smile was all too obvious.
March 16, 201411 yr Author Jaaaammie.... Yes? Do it now.... Jamie smiled, a sweet, toothy smile. " Jack?"
March 16, 201411 yr "Yes?" Jack responded, blood still working its magic, as muscle and bone tissue reformed on his body
March 16, 201411 yr Author Jamie snarled, fangs dripping with salivia. " come here...I wanna hug!" He pounced, latching onto Jack like a leech.
March 16, 201411 yr Jack screamed in pain, attempting to wrestle his brother off with the other hand. "Jamie..." He said through clenched teeth "I thought we were through with this!"
March 16, 201411 yr Jack screamed, other hand still wrestling with Jamie's body. "Come on Jamie... Fight it...." He stabbed his brother with an extruding bone part from his arm still attached.
March 16, 201411 yr Author Jamie screeched, wings snapping from his back, the flesh tearing. From the car, Jenna laughed, cackling.
March 16, 201411 yr Jack needed to have a fast solution. It was risky business... And if he failed... He let go of him to pick up a bone shard. He then slashed his brothers spine... Enough to cause paralysis... If done correctly...
March 16, 201411 yr Author Jamie stiffened. " Ahhhrgghh..." He screeched, as his spine splintered, his legs and torso going limp.
March 16, 201411 yr "I'll heal you when you sober up..." Jack said, getting up as he walked toward the car "Alright Jenna... Games up..." He felt the hypnosis kick in... He should open that trunk... Show her who's... No... That's what she's making me think! Jack thought to himself. "You're not.... Going to..."
March 16, 201411 yr Author Jenna laughed. " It's over! They're coming for the blood bag. Give him up: they MIGHT let you live. "
March 16, 201411 yr "Who the hell is they?" Jack said. He urges to go to the car door, but his body slowly went under the spell, etching towards the trunk.
March 23, 201411 yr Author " Godamitt, open the truck! Do it!!!" Jenna was scared: she knew he wasn't obeying, and the sun would be up soon...
RATED: 17 For Vampire Violence, action, and language.
A gas station, off the main road.
Dirty place, with a rusted out tin roof and toothless shop keep.
In a dingy bathroom in the back, a fan rattling and humming in the open window, two teen aged guys argued in the dim heat of the afternoon.
" It wasn't my fault, Jack ,you KNOW that! "
Jamie looked down at the floor, seated on the toilet in the stall, waiting for Jack to finish applying the dye to his hair.
His own black hair was now a rich white, with honey blonde high lights, leather gloves without fingers on his hands.
" What are we going to do? Keep running? They'll catch us in the end..."
He looked up, a single tear running down his cheek.
" Won't they?"
Edited by TheTimidLight