‡Eternal Damnation‡ [May be Mature]

Or an єtєrnity of damnation?

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I sat in silence, praying that the Goddess would stop this infernal rain. I hate rain, it messes with my suit and makes me smell funny. before this started the night was going just swimmingly. had gotten ready and was just heading down to The Cathouse nightclub. that place was always filled with gorgeous gothic girls, and that's what I was in the mood for tonight. Plus no-one ever asked questions about the pale guy in the strange clothes there, he fit right in. That and the fact that the bartender knew him well enough to give him a few drinks on the house. Free stuff is always nice, even when you have the money to pay for it.

I looked up at the altar of the church, hoping The Goddess could hear me. Of course i still believe in the Goddess, who else could've given me such a wonderful gift? I still thank her every night when I awake for what she has granted me for almost 200 years now. What could be better than never having to grow up? Always being able to do and say whatever you want, because let's face it, who's gonna stop me. I don't have to worry about jealous boyfriends or any such thing. This is what I was born to be, and far be it for me to bite that hand that feeds as it were, and turn my back on my maker.

As I stared at the altar, I heard the door open and close behind me. I was just passing it off as another person getting out of the rain when I caught the most intoxicating scent, a fragrance that I had only ever detected once before, and The Goddess knows that I could never forget it. The sweet scent of a female of my own kind. I allowed the smell to wash over me in waves, getting lost in it's immense depth and beauty. it was getting stronger too, which could only mean she was coming closer.

Suddenly my mind cleared for a moment. What was she doing here? In nearly 200 years I had only met 3 other vampires, and one was the one who turned me all that time ago. I killed one of the others and drank his vitae, stealing a portion of his power, and taking his enchanted sword. The third was the female, and she was in and out of my life before I knew it. Vampire were fairly rare, and this certainly wasn't the scent of the previous woman (Why can't I recall her name?!?!?), this was much sweeter. But unless this was a freakishly unbelievable coincidence, she was here for me. Did she want my help or was she after my blood?

I hear her sit a few rows behind and to the right, not wanting to turn around. Even if it is simply coincidence, I'm sure she knew what I was even as I realized what she was. Even if she didn't come here to try to kill me, she might be getting ideas now. Rain or no rain, I should be cautious and leave. The Cathouse will have to wait for tonight, this new turn of events is far more interesting, though perhaps dangerous. but then again, what is life without risk.

I walk up to the priest and give him a small tithe, thanking him for his hospitality during the storm. As I turn to walk out i get my first glimpse of the female vampire. The vision before me almost makes my steps falter. She was possibly the most beautiful lady I had ever seen, with her tied blonde hair and her wide, almost innocent looking eyes. I had to catch myself from making the mistake of thinking of her as a possible lover, rather than a probably threat. Despite her rather young looks, she could be centuries older and more powerful than me, simply looking for a snack. As her eyes met mine I could feel my resolve withering.

I forced myself to look away and walk quickly out the door. I ducked across the street and settled into some shadows created by the large awning over the door of a department store that had closed for the night. I would wait here all night if I had to. I had to know more about this incredible creature. I had never felt so drawn to anyone or anything else in all of my years. I would learn more about her, even if it cost me everything.

Or an єtєrnity of damnation?

I didn't have to wait very long before she came out. So she was following me. But the speed of her exit made me think that either she wasn't very subtle, or it had originally been a coincidence. Any skilled tracker would've either waited before following, or left by a different exit. Perhaps I was thinking to far into this and she was simply as confused by my presence I was by hers. And this night had started out so straightforward.

I watched as she emerged from the church, noticing the cute little wiggle she had when she walked, then berating myself for getting distracted again. I hadn't even met her yet and already she was having an affect on my thinking, I was going to have to either introduce myself or get the hell away from her before my mind got too clouded. This not knowing was throwing my thoughts into all kinds of directions that it really didn't need to be going.

I decided it was time to see just what she was capable of and what her intentions were. I didn't think she could see me, but the way she kept scanning the area I was in meant that she could definately sense me in some way, even if not visually. I didn't know if it was some kind of sixth sense or what but it was unnerving to know she knew where I was even when I was deep in shadows. I sank slowly into the shadows using my shadow-walking, drifting out of them on the church side of the street.

Her head snapped around towards me immediately as I appeared, showing that her ability to sense me was defiantely beyond the ordinary. If it was just scent, it would've taken at least a couple seconds for the smell to get to her. I wasn't sure whether to be impressed or afraid of her abilities, since I still had no idea of her intentions, but it was just about time to find out.

I stepped from the small shadowy alcove I was skulking in and walked directly towards her. She seemed slightly taken aback by my boldness, but she recovers quickly. A mortal probably wouldn't even have noticed the short moment of surprise. "Are you looking for me?" I ask in a calm tone of voice, not wanting this to escalate if at all possible.

As she paused for a moment I watched her reactions. I stared into her eyes, looking for something to reveal what she was thinking. I expected her eyes to be flicking around, looking for advantageous ground and possible exit routes. Instead, she stared right back into my eyes. This meant one of three things. A) She already knew her surroundings well enough, B) She was so confident of her abilities that the setting was irrelevant, or C) She truly didn't intend for this to come to blows. I was becoming more intrigued by her by the second.

Or an єtєrnity of damnation?

"You mean to tell me you don't already know? I assumed that you were the welcoming party." I said with a slight grin, trying to gauge her reactions. She was studying me just as intently as I was studying her. If she was hunting me, she would likely have enough information on me to make that unnecessary. I relaxed visibly, hoping that this really was what it appeared to be, a random encounter.

"But your assessment of me was quite accurate my dear. I am most certainly not, as you say, from around here. The way you say that makes me believe that you are though. If that's the case, I'm surprised we haven't crossed paths before. I've been enjoying the nightlife here for six months now. I find your local pubs and clubs rather entertaining. My own home had become increasingly dull as the years wore on. They used to be so vigorous, and now all they seem to do is watch football and fight, even the women. But I digress, you've allowed me to reminisce and I got carried away."

I had babbled on and she appeared to actually be listening to it, genuinely interested in the past I was incessantly telling her. I wasn't even that interested in that past, and I'd been there. I was just trying to see how she'd react, and this was the last thing I expected, most people would've stopped me, after all it was incredibly boring.

"I'm deeply sorry for that, I occasionally get lost in a story. That was so terribly rude of me. I know nothing about you and that is something I intend to rectify. Tell me about yourself. A lovely lady such as yourself shouldn't be stuck listening to me prattle on about nothing. What is your name and why don't I already know you?"

Or an єtєrnity of damnation?

"And I am Gareth. Gareth Shaw. It is lovely to make you're aqauintance my dear." I bowed deeply, taking the offered hand and kissing it gently in the old world style. She smiled as I did this and I almost lost myself. Her smile was epic, something of legends. I could feel myself slowly melting just by looking at it, and it was at that moment that I knew that no matter what else, I would do almost anything to keep her smiling. Her curved lips made everything seem great, lit up my world in a way I hadn't known since I could see the sun.

I dragged myself back to the situation at hand. She seemed more relaxed now, and I was glad that this was coming back into a territory that I was more comfortable with. I found talking with beautiful smiling ladies much more appealing than a woman that likely wanted to kill me. Now that I didn't have to worry so much about fighting, I could concentrate more on this enchanting creature before me.

"I apologize for being loquacious, as you so succinctly put it. And no, I am not always this way. When presented with such an intoxicating presence such as yourself, many gentleman would get speechless, but I unfortunately tend to get garrulous. I will, for your sake, attempt to keep myself under control." I paused briefly, trying to think of something witty to say. In the face of that smile I failed miserably.

"So, if you are from around here, why have I never encountered you before? I've wandered these night-time streets on many an occasion, and I certainly would've remembered seeing you at any point during my travels. Where are your feeding grounds in this area?" If she had a local feeding area that I had missed, I would berate myself for my negligence in fully scouting the area. Clearly her knowing the area, she had a certain edge over me, but that was no excuse. Though it only took moments for her reply, it felt like millennia before I heard that sweet voice again.

Or an єtєrnity of damnation?

"I've found that feeding is easiest within the city itself. Going to large gatherings of humans and joining in their revels makes them easy targets. Mostly I find that intoxicated humans are unlikely to remember that something happened, and they just attribute their weakness from blood loss to their hangover."

I didn't want to get too specific with her,after all we were hunting the same game. As much as I liked the idea of her staying nearby to feed and getting to know he better, when it come right down to it, we do what we must to survive.

"There are even some that are willing to simply give you their blood. Many humans find our kind intriguing, and a few go as far as to almost worship us. The only problem with them is that eventually they want to become one of us and you have to cut them loose."

I tried to remember if there was a settlement to the north by the mountains or if she was implying that she fed from animals. I've heard that some do this, feeling that taking the blood of humans is wrong. I've never been one to kill a person by draining them completely, but only twicehave I ben desperate enough to drnk from livestock, and I was not impressed.

Or an єtєrnity of damnation?

I gave an intrigued grin and said, "My dear, I am always in the mood for a touch of excitement. I have tried to hunt various people in my unlife, some more entertaining than others. Recently I admit to having become somewhat lazy, seeking simple targets solely for the purpose of slaking my thirst...."

I was suddenly caught by her fiery eyes and found myself enthralled. I simply could not look away. I had been warned by the one who's turned me that some possessed the ability to entrance others with a simple look. I could feel myself growing more and more fond of this Kaylee girl.

I slowly tore my gaze away from hers. Was I stronger than her or had she released me from her grip, or was it something infinitely simpler. Was I becoming enamoured with this creature I had only just met. Either way I would have to keep myself under control. Whether it was her thoughts being imposed on me, or my own thoughts moving in unexpected directions was unclear, but whatever the circumstances, I would have to be careful.

I looked out to the city itself and asked her, "What did you have in mind?"