Two Peas In A Pod [Lyn/Closed]

[Urjasz Volkova]

The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few

It always seemed that as soon as he had her in sight, she would again do something crazy which would halt his progress. He did wonder if she even knew where she was going and whether or not it would have some kind of conclusion. Would she grow bored of it before he did? After all he had no real reason to be following her. Perhaps he should just shift back and just go home. Where ever that was these days anyway. No. He would see this through and see where the hell she goes. There was a definate feeling that she was more important in his life than anyone before and he did not want to throw that away because he grew tired of her games. Fun was his middle name after all and he would honour that bullshit to the last letter. As per usual, another civilian was put in his path, this time a security guard with a taser. Maybe he wasn't as quiet as he thought he'd been.

This time not taking his time to slow, he pounced on the man, biting into his side and threw him down the center of the stair well. Looking down after him, he watched him hit several banisters on the way down before stopping completely. With a look of determination, Sully set off after Lyn with a new game in mind. Smashing into the corridor after Lyn, he stormed down the corridor after her and ran straight over her, knocking her with his lowered head. Claws into the ground, he swung around to a halt and in a deep tone, ordered "I have chased you. You have been tagged. Now YOU chase me!" Not caring if she followed or not, he repeated his routine from before. Destroying the ceiling above them, he jumped up through it and kept repeating the process until he reached the top. Looking around, he ran as fast as he could and dived into the nearby river.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

there's more than meets the eye

symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and

Through one of the doors or out the window? Which one would be better? Inside the rooms there were people! Out the window there were people and the feeling of free-falling! Or wait for Sully and then make a split decision at the last second? She could have left him in the dust ages ago, but she had yet to tire of this fun game of chase!

Too late!

A giant hyena sailed over her head and instead of ducking like any sane person would have she stood there and watched him like some parody of the movie Free Willy where the kid watched the whale jump effortlessly over the rock wall into freedom, where he could be with all of his little whale friends and meet a whale mate and then have whale babies only to die a whale death before any of this could happen because he wasn’t suited for life outside of the enclosure he had always known! And then the kid—

Thwack!

Lyn took a muzzle to the center of her forehead and she bent over backwards a little bit from the force, but she straightened herself up like a bendy stick stuck in the mud and she turned around, giggling at her own little mistake and rubbing her forehead. It wasn’t anything too bad, and it had only hurt for a split second unfortunately.

He declared the game had been changed to tag and Lyn’s eyes widened, her happy little grin showing more teeth as it turned from happy to crazed in a split second. A new game? A challenge? Her shoulders shook with a silent laugh that turned into a demented chuckle before she was leaping through the hole in the ceiling. In little flashes she appeared at the bottom of each hole the hyena created, leaving in her wake loose paper that she kicked up in her slowed haste.

At the roof she caught a glimpse of him take a swan dive off the building and into the nearby Hudson. She appeared at the edge of the building in a flash, and then she was running down the side of the building, arms trailing behind her, trimmer in her grip—like she’d ever let go of that thing!—but still silent and slumbering. Moving faster than any human would ever see, she pushed herself off the building in the dead center, then sailed over the ledge. Arms spread, she tucked forward and flipped backwards slowly before landing on the ground.

She still wasn’t that graceful.

Stumbling slightly, Lyn righted herself and glanced around for her quarry, hunched forward and shoulders heaving as she breathed and cackled quietly to herself, staggering to the left and right in a drunk manner. “Olley olley oxen free,” she whispered, her voice gaining a new edge to it.

a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird

well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in a building and having a grand old time running along. My post also happens to be 470 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; :U uh oh shit's getting real. Maybe.

[Urjasz Volkova]

The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few

Ah the refreshing taste of rotten water. God knows what was hidden away at the bottom of this river but it certainly made it hard to see inside. Extending his tail he used to it to swim through the water, arms by his side. For a moment he swam deeper, leveling out after a little while so he could get some distance from the shore. Had he been long haired he may not have swam as well. Looking up he saw the ripples left behind from a fishing boat and he made his way towards it. Darting from side to side behind it, he watched and waited for an oppertunity to board, watching that propeller with great interest. When he felt it was right, he shot up out the water and landed on the boat. Before they could react, he threw several crew members off the side. However, he was suddenly shocked by a stabbing pain in his side. A fisherman had knifed him and was going for another stab.

Smashing the man's head towards the floor, he grabbed him by the legs and slammed him over the back of the boat. His body shook and shuddered as his body was torn apart by the propeller. Letting go after a while, Sully looked up at the shore to the vampire. Shifting back to his human form, he lifted his arms up as if to say "what's taking you so long?" Sitting down on the boat, he made sure his wound was clean before allowing it to start healing. He was curious as to how she'd get to him, but he wanted it to be a challenge. She didn't seem the type to give up. Grabbing the boat's wheel, he steered the boat right, away from Lyn's shore and headed for the next island. Climbing onto the top of the boat, he waited for a few minutes as the boat charged towards the shore. As it hit the side of the island, he jumped and rolled, landing on a road.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

there's more than meets the eye

symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and

“Sully off the port bo-ow!”

Grinning maliciously as she spotted Sully just off the shore on some quaint little fishing boat—no doubt commendeering it for their game. He sure was dumping quite a few people overboard, wasn’t he? Hope they could swim! But why would they be out in a boat in the middle of a huge river if they couldn’t swim?

Lyn sure as heck couldn’t swim. Never swam, never cared to! Even if she did grow up right next to a beach when she was human!

But it brought up an interesting challenge and Lyn looked around, trying to decide exactly how she was going to get from where she was to where he was without having to get too wet and risk drowning! Or would she drown? Maybe that in itself was worth trying out sometime when she was bored and didn’t have anything to do! Try to drown herself! How long could she hold her breath? Did she even need to breathe to go on living or could she get away with not doing it?

Wait! He was getting away!

“Hi-ho Silver, awaaay!” she called, taking a few steps back. She paused, bunching the muscles in her legs, and then took off running, kicking up a small line of dust before she hit the water. . . and kept going. Weight shifted, she treated the water like she was running up a wall and skimmed along the surface tension of the water, using her speed to push her along and keep her steps light so the surface tension wouldn’t break and she wouldn’t fall into the murky depths. . . .

If small lizards and Jesus and Chris Angel could do it, Lyn sure as heck wasn’t going to let them show her up! However she could just feel it—if she slowed down at all it would be too much and she’d just sink, no matter how much she had her weight shifted.

She hit the other bank and didn’t slow down until she slammed into something, and that something happened to be a conveniently well-placed tree. The only tree nearby, planted to offer shade for those who wanted to watch all of the boats cross the murky river. It would be Lyn to find the only tree nearby to slam into. There were others around, peppering that particular side of the river, but they nearly as close.

It didn’t seem to hurt her too much, though, and she just peeled herself from the slightly bent trunk and brushed stray bits of bark from her clothes and body. She then inspected the status of her prized trimmer, pleased to see that though it was a little wet—she herself was peppered with little droplets of water—it was still functional as it roared to life under her finger. It died again only a moment later when she flicked it off, satisfied that her little midnight run hadn’t ruined her new favorite toy!

“I so did not know I could even do that!” she squealed gleefully before spotting Sully again. She lifted the trimmer effortlessly and pointed it at him. “You!”

a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird

well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in a building and having a grand old time running into stuff. My post also happens to be 526 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Lol. Darn them trees.

[Urjasz Volkova]

The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few

Swinging around, he looked across the river and wondered if perhaps he had gone a little too far. She seemed the type to not give up and he hoped she wouldn't. It would make him feel slightly better about giving such a challenge. Alas though, he was to be made happy. At first he could not believe his eyes. He thought he'd seen it all. Well it hadn't. He soon began wondering if Jesus had been an immortal after attention as he watched Lyn doing the old run on water trick. Though he'd never pulled it off, he'd heard it could be done. Although he'd assumed it was some kind of myth that the older immortals teased the younger ones with. Before long she was on the shore with him, though he couldn't help but burst out laughing when she smashed into a tree. The only tree. It was quite an achievement in itself. However his laugh was short lived as she spotted him.

Shifting into his hyena form, he raced towards the nearest building. Which happened to be a skyscaper. Why had no one ever climbed these things?! Claws out, he ran up the side as if it was the ground below, power thrust forward with each leap. It was the longest minute of his life but eventually he reached the top. Shifting back to his human form, he stopped to enjoy the sheer beauty of the view. It was just so beautiful. He almost forgot why he was there. No doubt Lyn would be upon him in no time and he was now stuck for ideas as where to go. Looking over the edge, a smile crossed his face. When she arrived, he continued the smile and taunted "To catch me, you have to be insane. I think I can count on you to follow...." Lifting his arms up, he stepped back towards the edge and maintaining eye contact, allowed his body to fall backwards. Soon he was falling and he was looking for places to land. Shifting his weight, he aimed for the water.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

there's more than meets the eye

symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and

He took off running yet again when he realized he’d been spotted, once more shifting into his big fluffy hyena form. Lyn’s smile widened and she took off running after him, once more only going half-speed in order to prolong the game just a little bit longer before she took off. She didn’t even seem to notice the scrapes and bruises that healed over in a few minutes, caused by running into the tree.

A skyscraper seemed to be his new target, and Lyn just tagged along behind him, letting him be the leader for a little bit. She would have to slow down considerably once they got to the building, but that was fine just to see what kind of things he was capable of. Poor guy had to climb when she just had to walk! It was an unfair advantage that she wasn’t quite willing to implement until she decided that she just wanted to go home to her little lair.

Stopping at the base of the base of the building, Lyn placed a hand on her hip and visored her eyes with her other hand as if it was bright. Looking up she watched him climb, ignoring the little bits of drywall and other buildingly materials rained down on her as he cut chunks out with his claws. She counted slowly to fifteen, then placed a foot against the wall. Shifting her weight, she set her other foot on the wall and then took off running like she was on the ground.

Sully had to fight gravity, Lyn didn’t.

He reached the top before her and she shifted her weight again to land against the roof, watching him with a mute interest, trimmer in hand dragging behind her, kicking up sparks and making a terribly grating noise. Insanity? Hadn’t they already passed that point?

“Into the pit!” Lyn shouted as he let himself fall, trotting over to the edge as well, watching his progress for a split second before she stepped over, shifting her weight to run down the wall this time. Had Sully jumped he might have had a better chance to fall into the water. Squealing, Lyn launched herself off the side of the building toward the hyena-man and brought her slumbering trimmer up, and then took a massive, arching swing.

“Tag! You’re it!” she squealed as she swung. Her intention wasn’t to hurt him, just to smack him with the brunt of the trimmer. He might get a little cut up. . . but playing tag wasn’t fun unless you got to smack someone with something sharp! Unfortunately for Sully it was incredibly hard to change your direction while freefalling without some sort of leverage. He’d set himself up for this one!

a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird

well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out around the city and having a grand old time playing a "friendly" game of tag. My post also happens to be 458 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; This post was kinda lame.

[Urjasz Volkova]

The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few

So here he was. Falling from a skyscaper. Wasn't what he expected to happen today if he was honest. There was a moment of wondering if it had been the wisest choice. He knew he'd heal from major wounds, but just how major? In his human form he would fall slower than in his hyena, but surely the hyena could take more damage? In the end he figured it would relative damage regardless. The water would hurt like hell and maybe knock him out for a moment, but the ground was very......well he knew his odds weren't in his favour. To make matters worse, he looked towards the building to see a trimmer heading his way. Shit. Lifting his left up arm, he used it to block his face from any damage. And fuck did it hurt. Metal slammed into his arm, jamming on his bone and he roared with pain for a moment. Seeing that it was stuck, he yanked his arm away from her, pulling the trimmer with him. Grabbing the other end, he used her own trick on her.

As she now fell with him, he figured that she had the same chances as him. Pulling the trimmer out of his arm, he swung the trimmer towards her. If it hit, it'd do some damage, if it missed she'd loose her toy. Win win. Holding onto his bleeding arm, he was looking around for places to land. Unsure of how she would land too, he decided to focus on himself. Land on his legs and break his legs for sure. Body, dead. Head, without a doubt dead. Closing his eyes and doing something he'd never done for over a century, gave a small prayer. Those final seconds seemed like forever but he had a plan. Shifting at the last second, he landed hard on a car, destroying it in one go, blood and glass spraying the roadside. For a moment there was no sign of life, just a large hairy clump of mess. Slowly, he leaned forward, shifting back to his human form and pushed his bones back into place. He'd need to rest. Game over.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

there's more than meets the eye

symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and

Swing and a. . . hit. SWEET.

She got her pretty new toy stuck in the man’s arm though. Not exactly what she had wanted, but it wasn’t exactly something that she didn’t appreciate! The way the skin parted around the sharpened, new blades of the machine, the blood that trickled into the sky in little droplets. . . it was a wonderful little sight to behold and she felt proud it had been all her doing!

“Eeeeeaaaak!” she squawked as she was swung around by the strong shifter. Attached to the trimmer, the very same trimmer Sully was trying to pull free from his arm, she had no choice but to go along with it. Well, until she got the brilliant idea to let go of the thing. Her precious hedge trimmer slipped from her grasp as she let it go with a heavy heart, subsequently getting flung a little further away from the building—but now she was missing her hedge trimmer! What the heck was wrong with her?

However, seconds later, she saw it getting flung back at her no doubt in some sort of attempt to get back at her for sticking him with it in the first place.

The brightest smile formed on her face and she opened her arm wide. “Come to mama!” she called, grabbing at the machine with a hand. The blade nearly cut her hand in half in the process, but her body was a little sturdier than that and the blades just stuck in her palm, poking out the other side. Had it been on, however, it probably would have reduced her hand to nothing more than an unrecognizable stump—the same with Sully’s dear arm.

Seconds from the ground, Lyn didn’t have a whole lot of time to figure out exactly how she was going to get out of this alive. But when did Lyn ever really think everything through all the way? She pulled the trimmer from her hand and did what she did best. . . reacted to whatever the heck happened to come up.

And that was a street light.

“Split decision!” she shouted, swinging the trimmer down as the street lamp came up. The blades hooked on the smooth metal bar the light hung on over the street and halted her descent. She had just enough time to listen to the screams and the cries of the people below, and the crash of Sully slamming into something before the circular design of the poll swung her up and out.

Still clutching to the trimmer with both hands, both shoulders were wrenched from their sockets. Instead of going around and around on the poll, though, the trimmer was pulled free and she went flying across the street, her inertia carrying her like it would if she had been in a car that abruptly crashed. Her direction had merely changed and sent her flying toward the building instead. She lucked out and didn’t slam into the side of the building, instead she went flying through the window and slammed into a desk, knocked over a confused onlooker, slammed into another desk, and then finally a very solid wall after bouncing off the floor.

All was still for several seconds. Someone helped up the dazed and confused onlooker and more people hurried to the small hole in the wall where Lyn had disappeared, asking if she was alive, if she was okay. . . someone shouted for an ambulance while another person started to pick through the drywall and the remnants of a desk, looking for the poor woman—at least they had thought it was a woman from the glimpses they had caught—who had just come busting through the window.

A pink-topped head covered in dust and little bits of debris popped up in the hole, startling a few people. For someone who had just bust through a window and had been skipped like a rock through an office, she had a pretty big smile on her face.

“THAT WAS SO FUN!”

Not something they had expected.

Popping up onto her feet it became clear just how damaged the woman was. Blood coated the entire left side of her body, all originating from the splintered humorous jutting out from her bicep. Both of her arms hung limply at her sides at odd lengths, dislocated in different degrees. Her forehead had a large gash in it that healed a little bit at a time. Too slow for it to be seen, but faster than was normal. Her clothes were torn into a little more than shreds and a huge piece of wood was sticking out of her thigh, but she immediately pulled it out—with an amused giggle—and tossed it over her shoulder.

Eyes glazed over and wide, grin spread wide across her face, she walked toward the window she had just bust open, leaving the office dwellers to move out of her way in awe, watching her progress toward the window. No one spoke up: they were all too much in shock to think about what they should say.

Reaching the window, Lyn jumped down to the ground. Her legs buckled under her when she landed as per usual and she stumbled to the ground, but she popped back up, shoulder shaking as she giggled to herself. Leaning against a wall, she pressed her better shoulder against a wall and then heaved upward, shoving the shoulder back into place. With that arm now a little more useful, she used it to push her bone back into place, and then shoved that shoulder back into his socket. There was no squeal of pain, no wincing. . . just the erratic giggle that unnerved those who came close to check on her.

A hand touched her shoulder. “Miss are you oka—”

Lyn cut him off by promptly burying her fangs in the man’s throat, arms wrapping around him to hold him still as he squirmed and cried out. The surrounding people jumped back in surprise as blood trickled down the man’s neck, soaking his collar. Lyn drank until he stopped moving, and then drank some more until he didn’t have a single drop left. The gash in her head was healed, the hole in her leg as well. Though exit wound from her shattered bone had healed over, but it would be at least a day or another feeding for the broken bone to be fixed, as well as for the dislocated shoulders to heal fully.

But she was better. She could feel a fracture in one of her legs, but it didn’t concern her very much if at all. Dropping the dead, bloodless man, she looked around, trying to find Sully and ignoring the cries of the people around her. And still she giggled, teeth bared in a large slasher smile.

a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird

well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out around the city and having a grand old time getting hurt. My post also happens to be 1146 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Okay now it's done. :U She's quite the little trooper.

[Urjasz Volkova]

The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few

Pain. All he could feel was pain. There was fun to a certain extent but this pushed the limit. He was pretty sure that his legs had broken and having pushed them into the right shapes, he waited for them to connect once more. The connection would only take a moment but the overall healing would take its time. If only there was a quicker way..... Across the street there was a loud crash inside an office and Sully looked over, pain screaming across his body as he did so. Somehow Lyn had landed in there. Was she ok? It was hard to tell however there was a crowd now gathering around him and he lay there, very aware of his nudity. Fortunately Lyn was ok and decided to jump out the office, distracting a large amount of his crowd. Screams erupted from them all as she lept upon a man, feeding from his neck. Not a bad idea that actually. Looking around the crowd, he tried to see a good potential snack.

Behold, a fledgling. A vampire if he wasn't mistaken. This was the kind of luck he needed. Vampires had healing factors in their blood and it would be enough to at least get him walking. There was no way he'd immediately heal form his wounds but that's what you got for jumping off a skyscaper. Crawling out of the wreckage, literally having to pull some body parts out the car, he fell onto the road and began crawling towards the vampire. He was completely distracted by Lyn's open display of feeding, unsure what to do. A passing man picked Sully up, giving him a chance at an attack. Thanking the man, he told him he needed to go as he wouldn't want to feel guilty for what was about to happen. Confused, the man nodded and left him to it, disappearing into the crowd.

Staggering forward, he fell onto the vampire as if he was using him as support. However, he really had his claws stabbing into his back, deep into his lungs. A silent choke of pain came from the vampire as he looked over his shoulder slowly at Sully. Giving him a quick thanks, Sully bit into his neck and drank his blood until he could feel the vampire's body starting to turn to ash. Pulling a chunk of flesh from his neck, he swallowed it whole and watched the vampire dissolve before him. Lyn was so busy distracting everyone that no one had even seen Sully kill the vampire. Feeling a wave of sudden power flow through his body, he watched his arm heal and some of the more minor wounds go. His legs were stronger now, but still a few meals away from healing. Looking around the crowd, he figured he didn't need to wait. Humans were food. He'd have to find immortals. And considering a vampire was feeding openly, it wasn't long before some began to show.

Vampires seemed to be very concerned when one of their kind showed off their powers in public and soon Lyn had a group of vampires on her. Pulling off a piece of metal frame from the car, Sully approached one of the stalking vampires and stabbed him in the stomach, pushing him to his knees and feeding from him. Other vampires burst forward, attacking both him and Lyn. Sully wasn't really watching Lyn but he cried out "New game! Kill the vampires!" Vampire after vampire was now attacking and the crowd of humans was in complete panic, fleeing everywhere. It seemed he'd found some kind of vampire. Cutting them down as they came, he fed as quick as he could from each before the next attacked, growing stronger with each feeding. It was considered a moral law not to feed from one another but there was such a great sense of power from feeding off other immortals that kept him going.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

there's more than meets the eye

symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and

Gawkers surrounded her on either side, murmuring and muttering and screaming for someone to call the cops. The man lie dead at her feet, and no one dared to approach her. Lyn didn’t know what Sully was up to, but at that moment in time she was in her own little world, dealing with the people around her. She didn’t seem to even notice the pain grinding against her nerves, and she was already looking for her next meal.

Then, suddenly, she got a face full of fist.

Without a sound Lyn stumbled back in surprise a few feet before she steadied herself, looking surprised, but not unpleasantly so. Who had hit her? She barely even had enough time to think that question before the person—a vampire, nonetheless!—was coming at her again. She grinned at him and just stood there until the very last second. Side-stepping him, he crashed into the wall, stopping himself with his hands.

“Leap frog!” she shouted playfully, leaping over his back as if he was a spring-board. Lyn jumped back through the window, barely missing being grabbed by a few other vampires that had arrived. She guessed they weren’t too happy about the display she had just made a few minutes ago, and the way she and Sully had just jumped from that skyscraper like some sort of daredevil’s with a death wish. Well poo on them! She didn’t think that vampires needed to hide.

Now back inside the little office building with the confused and now terrified employees, Lyn proceeded to ransack the place, ignoring the vampires climbing through the window in some attempt to punish her for her misdeeds.

But she found it!

“Aha! Come to mama!” she cried again, leaning over the whole in the wall she’d created when she slammed through it, one leg in the air before she straightened up, producing the electric hedge trimmer. It looked worse for the wear, but when she flicked the switch, it whirred to life with a snarl and Lyn cackled triumphantly before whirling around and turning on the vampires. Sully had said this was a new kind of game, killing the vampires, but Lyn wanted them to remember her. They might get killed by whatever Russians, but she doubted that. They already knew about the underworld, so why bother with them?

Besides, not all vampires were easy to kill.

They came at her with glares on their faces. What they thought about her haphazard grin Lyn didn’t know, but it sure looked like they were on a mission! Lyn giggled and held her vibrating tool with both hands, wondering how many she could cut before the blades got too messed up. If she were using her beloved chainsaw it would have cut through most of them! This thing was only made to cut little branches off of hedges, but she saw potential in her little power tool!

The first one reached her and she took a mighty swing with her trimmer and sliced through a good portion of the vampire’s torso. Yanking the weapon from his flesh, she rounded on the next one, swinging away. Now they started trying to avoid her swings, and she just kept swinging that thing around her to keep them at bay while she made her progress to the window.

“I’m gonna bounce, Sully!” she cried gleefully, stepping back and swinging upward with her weapon slash tool as a vampire jumped down on her. It sliced clean through his arm and he fell to the ground in a writhing, angry heap. “It was a pleasure! Stalk ya later!”

With that, she was running up the side of the building. Taking on multiple opponents wasn’t really her forte when they started fighting back, and she needed to feed some more and that wasn’t going to happen with someone trying to tackle her every five seconds! Besides, it seemed like the opportune moment to make her escape and show even more of her talent with those goody-two-shoes vampires watching! Would they follow her and risk more exposure? Who knew.

a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird

well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out around the city and having a grand old time causing chaos. My post also happens to be 681 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Exit, stage right? Maybe?

[Urjasz Volkova]

The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few

With every feeding, he felt better and better. It was mainly mental power, making him believe he was stronger than he actually was. Addictive stuff to. Just as well he had no issues with killing his kind. Perhaps he was more human than he originally thought. Metal at the ready, he soon grew tired of the careful approach in order to feed and simply decided that it was killing time. Food was done. Using it as if he was hitting a ball with a baseball bat, he stuck it into the first vampire he saw. And the next. And the next. However the next had a gun raised. Slamming the metal down on his arm, he dropped the gun and screamed in pain. Picking the gun up, Sully shot him in the face and took the metal as he turned to dust. One after another, he shot each vampire in the face until the gun clicked and he simply dropped it. He could get another one easily.

As he pulled the metal from yet another vampire, he found himself with no more vampires and looked to Lyn. Only a few chased her and she suddenly announced her departure. So she liked to start the fights and simply leave? Not the best trait. Throwing the metal into one vampire like a tomohawk. Catching the last one, he grabbed him by the head and twisted, a loud snap echoing around them as he slumped to the floor. In a flash he was in front of Lyn with a sad look on his face. "Were you going to leave me? Sully doesn't like being left behind when the fun has just started. What are you like eh? You'll get a fight going but get you're hands dirty? Not a chance. I want to keep playing! We play, you stay!" Moving close to her, her looked her other again. "We can play all night long miss Lyn."

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

This shining city built of gold a far cry from innocence There's more than meets the eye round here look to the waters of the deep A city of evil There sat a seven-headed beast ten horns raised from his head Symbolic woman sits on his throne but hatred strips her and leaves her naked The Beast and the Harlot She's a dwelling place for demons

mourn this loss with her sins piled to the sky

he didn’t get very far before stopping on a landing to see if anyone was following her, and it seemed as though Sully was slowly making his way up to where she was, but no one else was! Had he taken care of the vampires before they could follow her up, too? Well la-ti-da!

Leaning on the landing, one hand on the ledge, she just waited until he arrived and then leaned back, smiling at him and cocking her head to the side, just listening to him speak. Another person who thought they could control her! Tell her what she would or wouldn’t do, what she could or couldn’t do. . . . Hadn’t he learned anything in the short time they had spent together? She did what she wanted when she wanted in the manner that she wanted!

“I’m sorry! I just got bored with you is all! I’m sure we’ll meet again! I’ll find you, don’t worry!” she said, cocking her head to the side and giggling. “And I’m afraid I wasn’t the one who started that last fight down there so your point is moot!”

Giggling, Lyn took a step back, Lyn stepped up onto the ledge, swinging the trimmer up to her shoulder and letting it rest there. “We’ll play again another night! Besides. . . you’re in no condition to play with me anymore! I wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty little body of yours any more than it already is! TTFN, ta ta for now!” And with that, she took a step back off the ledge and pushed off toward the wall. Shifting her weight, she landed on a window as lightly as a cat and simply strolled around the corner.

In the east, the sky had begun to grow a light shade of gray, heralding the arrival of the sun.

TAGGED: Sully WORDS: three hundred seven OUTFIT: n/a NOTES: ugh this was a lame post. CREDIT: Crayola did the template and the image. LYRICS: Avenged Sevenfold

[Urjasz Volkova]

The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few

Sully's smile shrunk a bit as she told him she'd grown bored of him and he was never very good at being told the truth even when it hurt less. He had no idea how many had died over the course of their night of fun, but it was certainly leaning towards the hundred mark. At the very least. Lyn's fire could be seen in the horizon and it could have continued for ages for all he knew. With the fire, there was the sun too. In a way that made it easier for Sully to let her go. There was promise of more fun in the future. That was always good! Stepping aside, he sighed and bidded his farewell. "Well fine, if we must call it a night.... or day. My body is fine thank you, sure I could do with a good sleep to heal but nothing that time won't fix. We'll definately play again. I'll find you. That's the next game." Smiling, he saluted her in a playful manner and headed away from her.

Punching in a window, he climbed into an apartment hallway and he made his way up the stairs, looking at each doorway with a hard interest. Reaching the top floor, he watched down the corridor, still naked and knocked on the furtherest door. It was opened by a fat man in a white vest and boxer shorts on. "Hi there. You've won an award my friend!" Confused and certainly noticing that Sully was naked, the man went to close the door. Jamming his foot against the door, Sully grabbed the man by his head and twisted. Closing the door behind him, Sully made sure it was just them and pulled the man into the living room. Moving into the kitchen, Sully picked up a knife and headed back to the man. For the next few days he would sleep, eat and steal this man's old clothes. The pre fat years! When he was done, Lyn had only so much time before Sully found her....