Seth Micheals
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Seth Micheals...enough said.
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Post by Seth Micheals on Jul 28, 2009 4:23:50 GMT -5
He turned to the girl, still holding Josh by one hand. And looked at her, she was on the ground, gasping. He had taken to much blood but he was sure she would live. Now what to do about them, they were sure to remember this and if they ever saw him again… but he didn’t want to kill the girl, this wasn’t her fault the boy well that was a different story.
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Post by Joshua Cooper on Jul 28, 2009 4:32:20 GMT -5
Joshua was pretty sure he was going to die. He had a mommy that loved him borderline to much. He had great grades despite his habits, and all around had a pretty good life socially. But it didn't mean that he could show fear to this monster. No, from what he read in books fear would only increase his need for blood. He wasn't sure if this was true, but didn't want to take a risk.
"Look man. I-I-I could k-k-ill you in a millisecond."
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Post by Ceralynne Marie Stewart on Jul 28, 2009 4:39:57 GMT -5
Wait, whoa, hold up! Cera knew that voice.
"Perv......ted.....freek....." She whispered in surprise. Josh? Was coming to save her? Of all people??? She'd have laughed if she hadn't been in pain.
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Seth Micheals
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Post by Seth Micheals on Jul 28, 2009 4:42:54 GMT -5
Seth laughed; the kid was brave to even speak. He let the kid down then hit him on the head, hard enough to give him a concussion that would probably leave him with a nice hole in his memory, enough to cover all of this. And now the girl, he couldn’t kill her, he just couldn’t but what to do with her. Suddenly an idea, if she woke up in a hospital bed, with a few scratches then she would assume it was only a nightmare. He leaned over and started putting the appropriate scratches in her. After that was complete he picked her up and snuck out, so fast no one noticed and took her to the hospital. Then yelled help into the lobby and left her bleeding on the hospital floor.
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Post by Ceralynne Marie Stewart on Jul 28, 2009 5:10:47 GMT -5
Cera awoke to a strange beeping sound that seemed to get louder the closer to wakefulness that she got. It was coming from a place above her head. For a moment her eyes were still too groggy and blurry to properly see through, though after a few seconds of rapid blinking it cleared and she could finally see her surroundings. The beeping noise came from a lone IV attached to the inside of her elbow, keeping her body filled with fluids. Cera was in a white-washed room with a T.V. in the corner facing towards her bed and a cart with a tray full of food at her bedside. Curtains surrounded her bed, preventing her from viewing any other patients that might be in the rectangular room. A wave of sickness swept over her as she remembered what had happened the night before. The blood, the bite, and....Josh. But all that blood! How was she still even alive? Was it all because of Josh Had he been the one to save her? Or did he just get there at the right time to see the life bleeding out of her? He probably gotten a lucky hit while Seth was preoccupied being a vampire. That made sense. There was no way Josh would have survived if Seth had seen him coming. So that was it then? Cera had gotten to play the damsel in distress while Josh played the bi hero, and Seth the weird, freaky, and thirsty vampire thing? Now the biggest question was what would happen next?
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Seth Micheals
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Seth Micheals...enough said.
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Post by Seth Micheals on Jul 28, 2009 5:25:34 GMT -5
Seth felt something he hadn’t felt in 25 years, guilt, regret and sorrow. He had felt like this when he had first been changed and forced to feed on humans, but that had all past. He had come to except that as a part of his life, even if he liked it or not. But Cera had brought all these old suppressed feelings back to the surface. He felt the horrible weight on his body, the regret that he had hurt her. Plus he couldn’t stop thinking about her; Wondering if she was ok, or dead. Finally, he figured it must have been her, her personality, how feisty she was, her spark. He had liked that, felt a true bond, like the ones he had had when he was human, not the ones he made to lure prey. And then he had thrown it all away, because of the monster inside of him. He truly was the monster of horror movies. He sat in his bed room, mourning what he had lost and wondering if there was even point in living this way.
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Post by Ceralynne Marie Stewart on Jul 28, 2009 6:22:25 GMT -5
Cera had only to lie awake and bored on her bumpy hospital mattress a few minutes before a white-clad nurse stepped into the room. The nurse glanced at the heart-rate monitor and wrote down a few notes on a clipboard she had brought in with her. Then she checked the IV to see if it was working properly. Finally, she acknowledged I was there.
"A doctor will be in with you soon to check on you." I found this comment completely pointless as that was what she had just done. 'Probably going to question me.' She thought. Ask her what she had been doing, why she had fanged marks on her neck, and why the scratches on her arms looked like they had come from nails. Pretty disturbing story, she wondered briefly what they could have possibly come up with.
Cera lay waiting for the imminent doctor to appear. They couldn't arrest her, she was eighteen and completely legal, so whatever they thought she had gotten herself into wouldn't count against her. Unless they thought she had committed murder or something else of that degree.
"Ugh..." She groaned. What had she gotten herself into? A not so innocent night club party that ended in getting used by vampire and saved by the perverted freak. Totally weird and unnatural. You know, for anyone besides her. It seemed as if her life might not be so normal anymore. She berated herself for actually feeling kind of happy about that.
She also felt a little happiness at the taste of pure victory over having Josh risk his butt to save her. It was a rather awesome feeling. She let one of her signature smirks take over her expression.
"Are you miss Stewart?" Asked the doctor who had just walked in.
"Of course." Cera answered, surprised at how weak her voice sounded.
"I just need to ask you a few questions about what happened to you last night." Ahhh, here it comes. Thought Cera to herself.
"Where were you last night to start with?"
"Ummmm, the new night club." She answered, she'd figured that part was pretty obvious.
"What were you doing?"
"Ummmm, partying...?" Cera shrugged. I mean, what else would she have been doing at a nightclub. "I am eighteen."
"How did you get those bite marks on your neck?" He asked quickly with a hint of suspicion.
"Ummmmm...." She tried to feign a concussion. She'd never been good at acting. "I don't really remember..." Cera scrunched her eyebrows up into a (hopefully) convincing thoughtful look.
"Do you know what might have caused your memory loss?" He was getting a little impatient and frustrated.
"Nope." Cera answered shortly. "It could have been a lot of things."
Like a vampire.
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Seth Micheals
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Post by Seth Micheals on Jul 28, 2009 6:30:58 GMT -5
He wanted to see if she was ok, but how? The sight of him could send her into shock, and shock might possibly kill her. “If she’s ok I will be able to forget her.” He was trying to convince himself of this, trying to lessen his grief. He couldn’t turn into a bat or anything for that matter so sneaking in like that was not a possibility. Nor could he turn become invisible, books lied about his powers. He thought for a long time, laying on his bed. He looked like a statue as he contemplated his situation. Many of his ideas involved scaling the hospitals wall, but if she wasn’t near a window or it didn’t open he was screwed. Others involved disguises, but that was unlikely to work either. Only one idea was plausible, he would have to check on her while she was sleeping and if she woke up, well he’d have to scram. The sun was still up when he finally made this plan, and with his inability to withstand sunlight for more than a few hours at most he was stuck inside. He was jumping to get going and when the sun was finally set he ran to the door, and then ran to the hospital.
He strolled through the front door, signed in and found her room a doctor was talking to her, and as he walked up the question was asked “What made those bite marks on your neck?” he was waiting for her to recount the horrific tale, the nightclub ,to tell of him Josh, the whole scene between the two boys , the flirting and the monster he truly was, but none of that came “I don’t remember” were her only words . He was stunned, did she truly not know, or was she faking it, afraid for her own life. He had to know, but the only way was to reveal himself and see her reaction.
As soon as the doctor left, heading in the oppisite direction, away from Seth. And then he stepped into her room and closed his eyes, awaiting the scream he was sure was coming.
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Post by Ceralynne Marie Stewart on Jul 28, 2009 7:08:24 GMT -5
Truthfully, the sight of Seth was scary, but still expected. Cera was filled with a strange anger at the sight of him. How dare he bite her. How dare he use her. If she hadn't been strapped to an IV she would have flung herself at him and tear him limb from limb. She was filled with a fierce victorious feeling from seeing a bruise blossoming on his head from the area where Josh had punched him.
"What do you want?" She snapped at him. She was tired of this whole thing. Everything that was happening, it needed to end. Look at the way he squished his eyes shut and cringed away from her as if she would scream. He expected it. But no, she would surprise him and attack him instead. Only if he got too close.
Cera still wasn't able to get over how good looking he was though even if she was still terribly angry at him. And anger at herself at using him to get Josh, and him using her to get her blood. Personally, Cera considered his offense worse. Maybe that was only because she was too proud to degrade herself too badly. He was going to get it good.
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Seth Micheals
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Seth Micheals...enough said.
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Post by Seth Micheals on Jul 28, 2009 7:19:57 GMT -5
He opened his eyes, the anger on her face was overpowering, he’d never seen anyone more mad. His tongue was tied at the strength she had and the dignity while lying in a hospital bed. “I just wanted to make sure you were ok… I’m sorry” He looked away again ashamed, he knew his eyes were glowing red from the blood. And strangely enough it hurt him to see her in that condition, and knowing he had caused it. He could still see her out of the corner of his eye, and saw that she was still fuming at him. “I understand, you have every right to hate me and to want me dead, but I just needed to know you were ok, I needed to know I hadn’t killed you.” He took a step closer, and then froze again looking for her reaction.
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Post by Ceralynne Marie Stewart on Jul 28, 2009 7:33:22 GMT -5
Cera stuck out her lower lip. She was much too stubborn to give in that easily. Though she had to admit that seeing his eyes swirling red with her blood was rather disturbing.
"I'm still mad at you." She said shortly, turning her head away from him. She couldn't stomach the sadness she saw in those eyes. Then she rubbed the scar on her neck and she wasn't so sorry. He had brought this on himself. Seducing her like that, then biting her like a creep. A vampire creep.
"So you- you're a vampire? Isn't that what you bloodsuckers are called?" Unable to hold in her curiosity she called out the sharp retort. The creep better answer, and she hoped it had hurt when she called him bloodsucker. She wanted him to hurt as much as possible, not that he already wasn't hurting anyway. She watched him disdainfully and waiting a little impatiently for the answer.
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Seth Micheals
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Seth Micheals...enough said.
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Post by Seth Micheals on Jul 28, 2009 7:45:04 GMT -5
The bloodsucker comment hurt but then, her calling him a vampire hurt too even though it shouldn't “Yes, I’m a vampire, a bloodsucker, a monster, whatever you want to call it.” He replied in a desolate tone, atleast she wasn’t screaming he reminded himself “and I’m not proud of it, most days I wish I was dead, but then I realized I already am.” The sorrow overwhelmed him, and memories flooded him, his parents dying fighting for his life, him being sold into slavery, his vampire masters torturing him and finally changing him and then the twenty plus years he had spent like this. He took steps toward the chair, pushed up against the wall a ways from her bed. He gauged her reactioned. Hoping he wouldn’t scare her.
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Post by Ceralynne Marie Stewart on Jul 28, 2009 7:57:23 GMT -5
Cera choked at the flood of emotions coming form this guy. The sadness in his eyes was that of an old man who had suffered more tradgedies than he could bare. Which he probably had gone through a thousand times over. It didn't excuse him for biting her though. He had purposefully placed himself near her to be able to gain full access to her neck....which hurt like hell at the moment.
Suddenly her eyes widened. A horrifying thought lodged itself into her already shocked and attacked mind. More terrifying than being bit.
"Seth...?" She asked quietly. " You don't happen to have venom.....d-do you?" If Seth had venom, than that meant she would...become one too. A monster, a vampire creature. Her life was officially over.
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Seth Micheals
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Seth Micheals...enough said.
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Post by Seth Micheals on Jul 28, 2009 8:03:27 GMT -5
“You’re not going to change into a bloodsucker, but I am venomous, it just hurts like hell and fades. Don’t worry I promise, you’d be in a lot more pain.” He looked at the terror in her eyes and understood it, it would be horrible to change after something like that. To realize that your life was over, he remembered that feeling. He finally sat in the chair, it didn’t seem to scare her. He felt so tired after all this, soon he’d need to sleep.
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Post by Ceralynne Marie Stewart on Jul 28, 2009 8:21:05 GMT -5
Cera's heart rate sped up with him so close. Stupid vampire has to be all freakin' hot just like in Twilight. Even after he bit her....the urge to kiss him was hard to ignore.
"You promise I won't change?" She asked almost pleadingly. "Then how did you change if you didn't get bit? Or did you? Did more venom get in your system than mine?" Gawd she was full of questions. She was also vividly aware that she leaned closer to him with each question.
"When will it start hurting? Right away? Or did I already sleep through it?" Cera hoped beyond hope that it was the last reason. She hoped that the worst part was already over, that she wouldn't have to go through that pain. It would almost be an eighth of the pain that this vampire had surely ever gone through. Maybe she deserved this. Punishment for trying to make this emotional vampire hurt when he was already in pain. She'd just have to deal with whatever happened when it came.
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