What Shall We Do? {shadows}

[†The Blood Countess†]

So there was a reason to live on after all. Many come to a point in their life in which they can’t take anything anymore. Yet, for a lucky few, something comes along to make things worthwhile. Had the female found love again? Perhaps. This icy heart of hers was starting to melt away, exposing what was hidden beneath. Too long had it been buried away.

Crimson eyes gazed up towards the half moon, casting a soft glow upon the Countess. Her posture was relaxed, her expression softer than usual. It’s clear a change had come over her and a dramatic one at that. A few people she knew even pointed out just how…out of the norm she was! Did she tell them of what happened? No. It wasn’t anyone’s business as of yet. Vicious of course knew. He was around them all the time when not out doing what he does best.

Naturally he decided not to come by as often unless reporting. Ah, so like Vicious wanting to avoid such things.

”Who’s there?” Amoura spun around when she heard something behind her.

[shadows]

Shadows stepped slowly from the darkness. Leather pants clung to his lower body like a second skin. A black T-shirt looked as though it were his skin. Shadows' 6'6 muscled body moved from the darkness. Sunglasses hid the Crimson eyes that were no doubt starring at his love. A smile spread slowly across his face as he walked slowly towards her. As Amoura spun around Shadows smiled larger, a true smile that seemed to be all but gone untill recently.

Shadows raised hands as she spoke.
Who's There?
Amoura's voice seemed to vibrate through his very bones. Smiling he bowed slightely. "It's me Amoura....only me." True he'd seen Amoura many times but each was like the first breath of the sweetest air. Shadows walked slowly towards her and outstretched his hand. "Come to me my love." Shadows voice was low. He had never reffered to her as his love before, but the denial had passed, he accepted what he felt, and waited patiently for her to grow into it or turn him down.

[†The Blood Countess†]

Amoura smiled at Shadows upon noticing that he was here. ”Hello, love.” She stretched out her hand towards the male and took a few steps towards him, drawing close, ”It’s good to see you are doing well since last night. It was quite fun taking out that station full of police wasn’t it? That’s what happens when you refuse the wishes of ‘The Bringers of Chaos’. Am I right?” One hand reached up, playfully pulling down the shades he was wearing.

”Sunglasses at night? Dear…it may go great with your outfit but people will begin to wonder. Not even humans wear them unless they are blind.” She tossed him a wink and looked over her shoulder towards the street where a few humans were passing by, no doubt heading home. Yet, she didn’t care, her attention was elsewhere, ”What shall we do tonight, my love? Fill the night with screams of the dead? Paint this town in red? Or…do you have something else in mind?”

[shadows]

Shadows laughed as she pulled his glasses down. When she winked Shadows let out a playful growl. When his attention was brought to the humans his hand instantly traveled to his katana's hilt. A sly smiled slowly spread across his face. Stepping infront of Amoura he was sure to get her full attention. "I've sworn a vow of celibacy for damn near 300 years now, Untill I'n sure you will be with me for all eternity, care for me and only me then I cannot give you that.' Shadows spoke through a smirk on his face. "Though if there was ever someone who tempted me in all those years it has only been you. I don't see why you can't accept my choice!" As Shadows spoke his voice went melodramatic as he placed his hand on his head. He was unused to being playful but he enjoyed it.

Turning to face the human's a smirk crossed his lips. Shadows slid his katana out and placed it on the tree. Turning he smiled at her. "Whoever kills more wins, winner gets a free what ever they want, whenever they want......go" Suddenly Shadows was gone. Appearing in the small ground Shadows shoved his hand into the first man's chest he turned and planted a straight legged kick onto the others chest sending him flying into the wall.

[†The Blood Countess†]

Did he just…? No. Amoura sucked her lips in, a sharp snort issuing from her nose. Oh what the hell. Back arched slightly, head thrown back, she laughed! ”Ah..AHAHA! It hurts! AAHAHAHA-AHAHAHAHA!” The vampiress hunched forward, clutching her sides. Were tears streaming from her eyes? ”Oh wow…ahaha!...that’s priceless. Sorry, love.” She wiped her eyes, ”I wasn’t asking for sex, dear. I may be a horny as fuck every full moon but that’s about it. I found out recently why that’s the case.” Amoura looked up towards the moon, ”I was born a Sanguarius. Basically humans born with a desire to drink blood.”

It was then she smiled and then appeared behind Shadows, ”It’s hard to explain. The lower portion of the brain is turned on…releasing feral instincts.” But then that contest started without warning, ”HEY! NO FAIR!” Amoura zipped past Shadows, taking down the first target. Blood sprayed forth from a headless body as it collapsed. Off to the right stood Amoura, katana in hand, blood slowly running down the cold, hard steel.

”There’s no turning back now, Shadows…you’ve woken up the demon…” Humans beware!

[shadows]

Shadows laughed as Amoura sliced through a human. As a larger group came around the corner they stopped seeing the site. Turning they began to run. Shadows laughed as he turned towards Amoura. "Sorry love...I thought that you wanted me...I guess not.." Shadows voice became utterly depressed as he bit his knuckle. Suddenly he burst out a laugh and was gone. Appearing before the humans they all stopped. Shadows was starring at the ground. Suddenly crimson eyes shot up towards them. A smile spread across his face as they paniked. "Behold death in all it's glory." Shadows' custom black, diamond edged katana was in hand. Sliding between them he sliced one from top to bottom.

Shadows brought the blade up to his face as blood rained down in droplets. "Hell awaits those whom death's hand reaches towards before their time." Shadows sliced diagnoly, the blade ripping through the chest cavity of the other mortal. "All those whom try their best to defy death meet a slow end." Shadows stabbed foreward taking anoth human by the throat. Stomping on one skull he watched the other man flee. "Six for me love...one's heading your way...show me how good you really are." Shadows smiled as his entire body was slick in blood.

[†The Blood Countess†]

”Oh don’t get me wrong, love. I do want you. Just not yet but…one of these days…if all goes well that is.” The silver haired female tossed her love a sly wink and proceeded to take down more targets. Blade moved so fast, the human eye could not detect nor would the now deceased being collapse until that deadly weapon was lowered. Red lines appeared along the arms and legs, a shocked expression on the human’s face. Finally, he collapsed into a bloody pile. ”Too easy. I don’t even know why I even bother sometimes.”

One female tried to run but Amoura wasn’t willing to let her escape. Strong yet slender arms slid around her neck, holding her close to her chest, ”Care to indulge in carnal acts with me…my dear? No? Very well then.” SNAP! The human slid to her knees and to the floor, dead. ”Oh…don’t worry, dear. I’ll surprise you.”

Fingers snapped and vines shot forth from the cement, tying up her new target. They slowly crawled up his nose, into his mouth and came out of his eyes! What a stomach churning site that was! Finally, she snapped his neck and the vines sank back into the earth.

[shadows]

Shadows burst out laughing as his love toyed with the female. As he ebbed her on Amoura used her power. What a wonder that technique was. Shadows was amzed everytime he saw his love do what she did best. When the vines traveled through the man's body and out his eyes Shadows laughter was all that was heard flooding the very streets with its maniacle sound. Shadows stepped the feet between them off quickly. Appearing behind Amoura he slid his arms around her and placed his head on her shoulder.

Shadows smiled as he turned his head to look at her. "Love...I believe with that little trick of yours we could decorate our throne room wonderfully." Shadows chuckled as he inhaled her scent. A shiver almost ran down his body but he stopped it. Smiling he pulled her against his hard chest. "What to do now....these human's are fun but we run out far too quickly." Shadows sighed as he glanced around as the corpses. His flesh stained crimson and slick with blood it looked as though he had been swimming in it. Turning to face the carnage he starred at the moon, a smirk on his face. "When that time comes my love....I believe I shall be the luckiest being to ever have existed. Untill then, I'm merely the strongest with the most deadly other half." Shadows smiled over his shoulder at her, fangs visable.

[†The Blood Countess†]

Amoura closed her eyes and leaned back slightly against Shadows, ”I couldn’t agree more, my love. Couldn’t agree more.” Then her eyes shot open from surprise as his grip around her tightened. Did she complain? Heaven’s no. It was just unexpected. While her love looked at the scene before them, Amoura turned her head towards the east, eyes narrowed ever so slightly. Something wasn’t quite right and her body was tensed, ready for what may soon come.

Yet…nothing happened. Maybe her senses were out of control. Again. Shoulders dropped and the vampiress slipped her blade back into the sheath. It’s clear she’s been on her guard more often than not and needed a break from all this. Or did she? ”Lucky? I wouldn’t consider others lucky…” She looked away from Shadows. Of course he and Vicious knew she was a necrophiliac. Bodies of her slain victims were used as mere “toys” to satisfy her feral desires when the full moon came about.

[shadows]

SHadows laughed as he turned towards his love. She had looked away which he was unsure what that meant. SHadows was still in the process of deciphering this particular female's body language. Stepping closer to he he lightely touched her chin and turned it to face him. "Love, if you don't wish to use corpses when your feral you....can use me." Shadows spoke, his face serious. "I don't mind pain at all....actually I enjoy it so don't worry if that's involved." Shadows starred up at the moon. "Besides, we have time untill that need arises yet." Lookinging in the direction AMoura had Shadows' hand hovered over the hilt of his blade.

Turning to face Amoura he raised an eyebrow. Shadows had never been able to speak through his mind to another vampire but now he did it with ease. Of course, only with AMoura. "My love, is it just me or does it feel like we've been being followed. For a long time now, before I even came here I've had a feeling that something powerful is stalking me. I can't wait for the fucker to come." SHadows thoughts whispered through her mind as he looked back towards the alley, a smile on his face as he gripped his katana. Looking back at her his eyes were alight. "I need a challenge, it's been too long and these weak henchmen aren't to my liking any longer......where are the masters at?" Shadows let out a low chuckle while his whisper was in Amoura's mind again. Leaning back he laughed low, fangs fully extended yet again.

[†The Blood Countess†]

Amoura slipped behind Shadows, allowing her slender arms to encircle around his middle, pulling him close, ”Love. There’s no need. Besides…when I’m in that state of mind it’s more so an instinct rather than…well you get my meaning, dear. I’m always alone on a full moon for a good reason. It’s not just the urge to mate that’s overwhelming but my desire for blood.” She slid her arms away and took a few steps back, ”If you think my past slaughters were bad…or good…you should see what I am capable every full moon. I don’t kill very many but rather I torture in grotesque manners.”

”That being you sense isn’t powerful at all. Just some vampire that knows how to manipulate their aura and make their presence seem stronger. I hate them. Such pests.” She waved her hand towards the area she was looking, ”Not even worth our time. Come. Let’s look around for other civilians we can hunt. Only this time…let us let them live .It’s a lot more fun when there’s some who live, screaming and running into the night.”

[shadows]

Shadows smiled as he starred at the alley. "Pathetic parasites..."Turning he walked over to Amoura and smiled. Leaning down his lips grazed her forehead. Turning he laughed as he stepped foreward. "Very well Amoura....let's hunt..." Shadows was suddenly leaping into the air. Landing on a roof he bolted towards the town center. The wind whipped past him so past it almost burnt. Landing on a roof he crouched down starring at the hundreds of cars filling the streets. With a laugh he dove. Spiralling through the air he twirled and landed on a cars hood, crouching and starring at the people. Fangs extended he let out an echoeing hiss.

Soon sirens were blaring and a large circle had appeared in the traffic. Shadows howled as he grabbed the bumper of a car and sent it flipping through the air. As it crashed into a S.W.A.T. van the two exploded. Shadows' voice was loud as it echoed through the city. "We exist, and we're among you. Soon you'll be kneeling at our feet!." Shadows growled as a spray of rounds from a sub-machine gun splattered across his chest. Turning he pulled out his 50 mm Metallic black 40 cal. hand cannon (Alucard's black pistol) and leveled it on the officers head. Squeezing the trigger he barked out a laugh.

As the mass of law enforcement grew faster than the amount or corpses, which now cluttered the streets Shadows laughed again. Bullets slammed into the car beside him as holes were healing in his chest. Turning he fired a few rounds when suddenly a gasp ripped from his chest. Taking cover again Shadows dropped to his ass as he grabbed his throat and chest. The blood gulch which gave him such power was also a curse. The thirst ripped through his body at all times instead of like normal. When it lacked blood it felt literally worse than magma running through your veins and magnesium being ignighted in your chest. Growling he rolled to his feet and pounced on an officer. Draining him instantly Shadows crouched, pupils elongated. The feral part of his mind took over. Shadows faults were clearly visable. The feral crazed Shadows appeared often. Crouching his weapons were left behind as lood was raining as Shadows blurred around attacking anything that moved.

[†The Blood Countess†]

As Shadows wreaked havoc below, a voice echoed forth from the darkness causing all to freeze and listen.

Caught up in this madness to blind to see…woke animal feelings in me…took over my senses, I’ve lost control…I’ll taste your blood tonight…

The voice was haunting, echoing throughout the alleys, making it impossible to pinpoint the source. Shortly thereafter, the earth shook, cracks appeared in the asphalt and spikes shot forth! People were impaled, blood spraying from their squirming bodies, coating the ground below them. There was a flash of movement and there, atop one of the occupied spikes, stood Amoura.

Silver hair whipped about her body as the wind picked up. What a sight this was for sore eyes! There were cries everywhere! Perfect. Humming to herself, the female jumped down and wandered amongst the bodies as if though shopping in a market! She paused at one where a policeman remained lifeless.

Tongue slipped out and lapped up a few lines of blood. Not too bad but it wasn’t the best…

[shadows]

Shadows snarled as he stood, shirt shredded, hanging from his body. SHadows was no longer in his own mind. The creature was there. The being that was supposed put down two hundred years ago. Eyes moved quickly over a large SWAT van rushing towards him. Crossing his arms backwards in from of his face, fangs 5 inches long, more like sabers his snarl bellowed through the city. Leaping Shadows spiralled through the air, nothing but a blurr. Slamming into the hood Shadows became a drill bit as his body and clawed hand ripped through the vehicle from to back. FLying out the back following by a spray of blood Shadows skid backwards, claws digging deep furrows in the pavement.

A quiet poof sounded as suddenly blood exploded from the front of this new beasts knee. .....a sniper. Shadows turned facing the building. Grabbing a car, the blood gulch was awoken in this form. Shadows had the physical strength and speed of 1000 master vampires. Gripping a car a snarl boomed forth as the car slammed into the sniper's window and exploded. Turning Shadows feral eyes locked onto another being. One of beauty and power.".....Threat.....food" That was the only thought in the animals mind. Shadows slammed his feet onto the ground and flew towards Amoura. Slamming his shoulder into a stone pillar it exploded as he spiralled towards her and suddenly shifted as more police fired at him. Slamming into the ground body parts flew in all directions.

[†The Blood Countess†]

Wow! Amoura never knew Shadows was this strong! This was quite a sight to behold. More spikes shot up from the earth, taking cars up with them. Panicked police men and women tried to climb out…only to be impaled themselves. The air reeked of blood at this point and Amoura just couldn’t resist what will soon happen. One spike violently shook a few humans out to their deaths. As their life’s blood poured out, it coated the vampiress.

Serpent tongue slivered out, catching yet more of the blood, letting it slide down her throat. ”So much fun…I haven’t bathed in blood for as long as I can remember…I have forgotten just how beautiful it felt.” The spikes shifted and sank back into the earth, the only trace of them existing were the gaping holes in her victim’s chests. What shall happen now?