:x: Trigger Warning: Blood, Canablism, Murder, Violence :x:
Italisized is thought
Regular text is Rosalie
Bold is Raphael
I freeze in place, my blood turning cold hearing his words. What is this man? I look at the arm again being grasped by his… are those claws? My mind starts reeling, I’ve never seen anything else in these woods that seemed inhuman other than me. However, I try to find my courage for a moment ing my speed and strength abilities. “Who are you?” I almost shout not wanting to make my feet move closer even though the scent of the blood was driving my hunger crazy. I could feel my eyes darkening as I ask another question. “What happened to these people?”
I stand up and turn to face this girl who stumbled upon my breakfast. But when I saw her red eyes I had to stop myself from stuttering over my words. She was remarkably Beautiful “I ate them, most of them. Four nice couples getting away for the weekend. I followed them from the parking lot and waited for them to fall asleep. Sorry you missed all the fun.” I say Before taking a bite of the arm in my hand. How was she able to sneak up so close, and why did she smell so different?
I take another very cautious step towards the man. The way he chews on the raw meat of a man's arm makes my stomach turn but I can’t show how I feel, I don’t know what this man even is. My eyes start to grow dark from the scent of all that blood but there was another scent in the air. It was hard to describe but it was addictive and worse yet I think it’s coming from him. Another deep inhale as I control my urge to shake with nerves. “I thought I was the only supernatural being in these woods. I’ve never seen anything here in my life. Where did you come from?”
“Nowhere, and everywhere at the same time. I've been all over this country. Mostly eating my way through it.” I take another bite before tossing the arm off to the side. “What's up with those eyes, definitely not human. But you look human, which makes me wonder.” I lick my lips, there's something about her that drives my senses crazy. “taste like one too.”
I take a slight defensive stance grabbing my small knife out of my boot. “You look human too if not for the black demon eyes but considering you’re eating people I’m guessing you’re not that.” I crack my neck a bit not knowing if he is going to charge me but I will try to take the less violent way if possible. “I’m a vampire… now what are you.”
She noticed my eyes, being completely black with no whites, hard to miss. I start taking a few steps toward her. “What am I? A Cannibal, a changer of shapes, a brutal killer, but most of all, I'm very very hungry.” I flex my shoulders backward as I grin at her, letting my coat fall off my back showing my weapons belt. A revolver, large knife, and a metal chain whip with a mace head on the end.
I plant my feet in place gripping my small knife which seems useless compared to the arsenal he was carrying but if I’m going down, I’m going down swinging. “So that’s all you are, a killer. Look at this, this mess.” I quickly look around at the massacre sight covered in blood. .I hold my knife out pointing it directly at him. “I may feed on people but I don’t kill.”
“Why not, isn’t that exhausting and a waste of effort. Staying hidden, catching and releasing. Or are you robbing blood banks? Because while I respect thievery, vegetarianism doesn't look as good on you as that top does.” I was trying to throw her off, but I wasn't lying either. I hadn’t thought of anyone as attractive since, NO, not now.
I am taken back a little by the comment and I will not lie he isn’t an unattractive man especially with delicious blood all over him but I can’t lose focus. “I find hikers, groups of them. I compel them to sit still as I fill blood bags and then release them back, they don't know anything other than they were hiking.” I take a deep breath seeing he isn’t walking towards me anymore and decide to dig a little deeper. “You said you change shape, is this your true form?”
I kept my hand at the ready close to my weapons. “At one point this was, but that was a lifetime ago. How I really look would dwarf you, I could probably swallow you without even chewing in fact.” I glance down at the knife, “you know that will do absolutely nothing to me. Me saying it's impossible to kill me with that isn't a comment on your skills, just a statement of facts.”
The smell of blood is starting to overwhelm me and I run my finger up the blade of my knife and I can feel it cut into my skin and blood drips off my finger tip. The whites of my eyes have turned black still with the red irises. “You must have eaten six people. How are you still hungry?”
“Not even close to the most I’ve eaten in one sitting. But to answer your question, I am under the effect of the Widejos curse. So I'll always be hungry, and can never be full.” I unclipped the chain off my belt and let it unravel as I gripped the handle. “Look at those eyes, never knew vampires had ones like those.”
I can’t help but smile a little, his voice though intimidating is smooth like a well aged whiskey. “I have never met any of my kind. Like I said, I've never seen another supernatural being here till today.” I take another whiff of the air and I realize what I have been smelling that's so potent and strong. It’s sulfur. “You’re a form of demon aren’t you? I can smell the sulfur all over you.” I almost chuckle under my breath “ You smell like yellowstone.” I tease.
“Smart catching that scent, but yes I am a demon. And I have been to Yellowstone, Overrated if you ask me. But now I have to decide what to do about you.” I moved my arm back making the chain whip rattle and swung my arm as the chain rattled off the ground toward her.
I see the chain hurling at me and a gasp but in a split second I was behind the man with my arms crossed that he would attack. “Just when I thought we could have a nice conversation.” I tap his shoulder “or did you just want to see my speed… black eyes.”
I turned to look at her, “No,” I say grinning taking a deep inhale, “just wanted to get you close enough for a good wiff. Because now I got your scent.” I quickly wrap the chain around her wrist and flip her over My back making her land on her back with a thud.
I feel my heart jump at what he says before dropping into my stomach as I feel the chain whip me onto my back and all the air gets knocked from my body. It hurt but I lept to my feet staring at him. “So now what? You chase me forever?” I stare into his black eyes trying to find some type of emotion to play off of.
“Exactly, I have your scent, forever. You see, once I have your scent I will never lose it. So run home, get your things and I'll see you really soon. I've been bored these last few months, and chasing something willing to fight back sounds fun.” I slid the chain back onto my hip, clipping it to my belt. “You have until I finish these people. Then I'm coming for you ... .I'm sorry I didn't get your name.”
“Rosalie… and do I get to know the name of my stalker.” I smirk but inside I’m trembling thinking of how my life is about to change but I can't let him see the fear I have to be strong now, and fight for my life and hope my feet will be fast enough to carry me.
I smile at her, picking up my coat and putting it on. She has a beautiful name, why does she have to have a beautiful name? “I have been called many things, Demon, wendigo, the ripper, but you may call me Raphael. And I’m not just some petty stalker. Because if I catch you, I promise from the bottom of my black heart, I will devour you. I will never stop pursuing you.” I pick up a leg by the small fire. “Run my little vampire, and make sure to sharpen that little knife of yours.”
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