In the dead of the night when most people have gone to bed so that they can get up for work the next day there is one that is always awake. Her green eyes searching. Her read hair flowing behind her in the pony tail she'd pulled it back in. She was on her way to the slaughter house to feed for the night. There was nothing unusual about what she was doing. This is what she's done for almost every night since Morose had gotten to her to the point where she couldn't drink from the living. Nothing different going on here.
She sneaks easily into the place just like she does every other time she’s done this. Still, nothing different going on here. She headed directly for one of the barrels that she could tell was fresh for that night. She knew how to get into the barrel without it looking like someone had messed with it. That is exactly what she was doing when she suddenly heard someone coming into the room.
"What the hell are you doing?" exclaims a male voice.
She turns around slowly to face the man. He’s probably about five foot seven inches tall and around one hundred and twenty pounds. He’s wearing dirty work clothes covered in blood. Fresh blood. A voice in her head is telling her that it belongs to him even though it really doesn’t. There’s a voice in her head that’s reminding her that she’s hungry. That same voice is telling her to quit going against her nature.
A wild look starts to creep into her eye as she nearly glides towards the man. He takes a few steps backwards and ends up closing the door. She keeps going forward until he’s pressed against the wall. “Want to have some fun?” she replies in his ear. There is now lust heavy in her voice.
He doesn’t get a chance to reply before her hand quickly clamps down on his mouth to stifle any scream chance of a scream from him. She has him pinned against the door. She may be small but she’s quite strong when she wants to be. Hungrily she brings her mouth down upon his neck and bites. He tries to struggle. The more he struggles the more excited she gets. She continues sucking. His struggling begins to slow down and come to a halt.
Finally draining him she releases her hold. As he falls to the ground she smiles. Leaning down she grabs his head and looks into his ashen face. "It was good for me. Was it good for you?" She snaps his neck before releasing him and letting his now dead body fall completely to the floor. She licks her lips to make sure there is no blood on them and wipes her mouth.
Satisfied, she makes her way out of the slaughter house in a hurry and heads right for her apartment. Once there, she lets herself in and heads to her room. She had planned on taking a shower before heading back to Cheddar’s house but decides that she doesn’t want to be here for too long. Just in case Morose were to show up you know. She grabs some clothes and heads out the door, locking it behind her. Out of the building she goes and turns to head off in the direction of Cheddar’s place once more...
Enyo went back here 