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Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

RE The Mortal Instruments Bloodlust Eliana kissed him on the cheek, and she whispered, For good luck! And she went off to take care of the pentagram, they were tying the girls all up for who knows what, though she noted that one of the girl's bonds seemed looser, but she didn't pay anymore mind to it when the Vampires tending to the pentagram attacked. She used a nearby gravestone to give her a lift, and she leapt into the air, she bisected two of the Vampires straight down the middle from head to... One would wonder why her arrows didn't fall out, though it was enchanted to not leave the quiver unless somebody took it out with their hands. The other two were treating her more cautiously now... Eliana spun her blades, and she lit the bodies of the Vampires on fire from her lighters. Bisecting was enough, but one could never be too careful. The other two looked horrified, but she was getting the sense that something was wrong, well, even more wrong. Her Mother had begged her to not go on this hunt, telling her she had seen horrible visions, but Eliana had calmed her by saying that all Shadowhunter business was dangerous. Her Mother used to be a normal human with Sight, an ability that had caught the attention of Michael, the archangel, which had produced her. Despite being an adult, her Mother was able to safely Ascend, able to safely drink from the Mortal Cup to become a proper Shadowhunter. Now, her Mother provided insight, visions on missions, since her Sight was better than any of the Shadowhunters, even better than Eliana's sight. She was regretting not listening to her Mother, not realizing the price tonight had.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

RE The Mortal Instruments Bloodlust The first vampire charged into the light, his face stark and pale, his fangs ready to tear into Vincent. He could sense the others they were taking the long route, planning to flank his rear. He brought one seraph blade up into the first's chest, impaling him, and with a swing of the other blade, he sliced through it's neck. The head went flying into a tree, and bounce off. He'd burn it later. For now, he had two more behind him to deal with. As they came at him, he spun around and swung his arms towards each other, making an X-motion, bringing the blades past each other lightning quick, decapitating them. It was too easy. He decided to go check on Eliana. He ran toward the pentagram, jumped a gravestone, and joined her. Hey El.... he said, and then his heart stopped. This wasn't good.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

RE The Mortal Instruments Bloodlust Eliana deactivated her Seraph blades, and drew out her bow and nocked arrows, quickly destroying the remaining vampires that had been working on the pentagram with exploding arrows, well, they exploded on contact with the Downworlder's flesh... Four down, six to go... From her hearing, she heard Vincent take one down, she knew the sounds of decapitating very well... Five down, five to go... She heard him take two more down by decapitations, so seven down, three to go. She spoke when she heard Vincent,I've got a bad feeling about this man... Crap! Behind you! During Eliana taking out the four Vampires working the pentagram, the one girl whose bonds were looser had gone missing, and she saw her right behind Vincent, along with the three other Vampires... Her wrists were bleeding, and fangs bared... This was bad, very very bad... Such a dilemma, untie and rescue the mortals and destroy the pentagram, or rescue Vincent? She was really regretting not listening to her Mother now, but she couldn't abandon innocent mortals or possibly Shadowhunters... She was calculating mentally the time it would take to nock four arrows to strike all of them Vampires down, but she couldn't see any way out of it all without her love getting hurt... She would level the cemetery with earthquakes if she had to, she would burn the nesting and resting places of Vampires down if she had to. Many supernatural beings in the city did not like to anger her, her wrath was known to all. Then again, Michael was her Dad, and he always backed his little girl up, smiting those unworthy of living, or 'unliving'.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

Eliana was splattered with blood but the good news was, it wasn't hers. She had cleared the area encircling the pentagram with ease, but it was the trail of blood leading out of it that concerned him. Vincent could sense the others behind him. Three and a newborn. Save the others! I've got this, he shouted before spinning around. The newborn, dripping with blood, was on him. On the plus side she was slick with the fresh red sanguine. It made it easy to slip out of her grasp and cut the head off another vampire. But the newborn was fierce with blood lust. She jumped on his back and dug her fangs into his neck. The others joined her, latching on with their fangs. He felt, surprisingly good. Lucid even. He felt warm, and devoid of pain. But he also felt lightheaded. They were draining him fast. The last thing he saw before dropping his seraph blades and hitting the ground was Eliana gunning for the vampires taking him down.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

Eliana was splattered in blood, but that wasn't a new look for her, she almost always came home from missions splattered with blood, except when it was a diplomatic mission. She obeyed his orders, and she released the girls, both of whom squealed when they saw her, and she smiled, they had rescued Shadowhunters, or mortals with Sight. She spoke,You lot alright? They spoke,Define alright! She rolled her eyes, and she got out her phone, and gave it to one of the girls, and she spoke,Hold down the number 2. Allies will come. Tell them what has happened! She screamed in rage when she turned, seeing her beloved get drained, and she saw one of them force their bloody wrist into his mouth... She screamed in rage again, and lightning began to flash, and thunder was rumbling. She then saw them begin to drag him away very quickly... She pounded her blades into the ground, pouring all of her anger into the force, and she concentrated on the earth, trying to split it open... All she could do was make the earthquake... By the time Shadowhunters got here, the Vampires and Vincent were long gone... She had a dead look on her face, sheathing her blades when she pulled them out of the ground, and she picked up Vincent's as well... Well, the only upside was that these girls were Shadowhunters for sure, the runes for healing worked on them, and that they had the black on their minds, though that was unusual, but never the less, it was determined that they had special rituals done on them as infants to ensure that demons couldn't influence them... Well, at least they were safe, but anybody that knew Eliana knew that the look on her face meant she was going to go on the warpath very soon. It was raining hard, but Eliana knew a tracking rune wouldn't be impossible... Of course, she could just ask Magnus to do it, but she didn't like bothering him, even though he owed her many favors.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

After he fell, Vincent drifted in and out of consciousness. Everything happened in a jerky, helter-skelter fashion. A wrist was shoved into his face, and he was forced to drink from it. After the initial splash of blood across his lips, he wasn't doing it from being forced, he actually wanted to drink. It tasted vaguely like metal. The world spun around him. He heard - and felt - the earth shake as he was dragged along it like a hunter might drag a deer's carcass. He could hear voices talking about turning him, about fighting off the girl. He was thrown into some kind of compartment. A door slammed. He was vaguely aware of being taken somewhere. The door opened again. Then he was pulled out and dropped. Laughter. Something soft and heavy, earthy smelling hit him. It was dirt. Before he knew it, he was surrounded by the stuff. And everything stopped. No sound, no light, no feeling but the cold earth around him. He fought the urge to sleep as long as he could, but it was no use. Before long he was fast asleep.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

Eliana had gone back to the Institute, cleaned up, got something to eat, and geared up again, setting out on looking for Vincent, though, the best way to find him would be at night, but nothing was going to stop her from searching for him in the daylight, besides, nobody could see her, well, no mundane could see her, so she could pretty much work undetected. Searching would take a long time, even with spells and all, she wasn't even sure anything would work now, but she wouldn't give up, not on Vincent. She would take her vengeance out on every last Vampire she found, well, save for the ones that she was friendly with, but all others were fair game. Screw the freaking Accords. She would do whatever it took to find Vincent, she would not leave him behind. She had loaded up on arrows of all sorts, bladed weapons of all sorts, and her personal favorite, a flame thrower, though it was a lot smaller than one would expect one to be, though it could still do the same damage as a larger one. It was an invention she had invented, well, she did have some help on it, but the idea was all her own, she just had help on putting it together, testing it... Either way, it would make fighting demons and a whole host of other monsters easier. Right now, she was ready to call in every Shadowhunter, well, living ones, in the state, to check cemeteries and abandoned buildings... She was just hoping she could find Vincent... She didn't want to lose him. It had been hard enough to lose her parabatai, but she knew it would hurt more to lose Vincent.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

Vincent woke in darkness. His entire body was surrounded by dirt. It was cool and smelled of earth, of decay. It was suffocating. The funny thing was, he wasn't short of breath. In fact, that only thing he felt was an overwhelming hunger for blood, gnawing at his insides, making him feel queasy. All he wanted was... blood? That couldn't be right. He thought of the time he'd had his wisdom teeth removed and his mouth had filled up with blood. And now he craved it, like an itch all over his body he couldn't quell, like he wanted to jump out of his skin. He thrashed in his earthly tomb, clawing his way through the dirt, up and out of it until he could feel the moonlight on his hands, it burned a little. He pulled himself out into the open air, stood up and shook the dirt from his body. He cracked his neck and was overcome by his now enhanced senses. He could taste the moisture in the air, feel the currents in it, the way the heat rose up. He could smell the ground, the city nearby, everything. His eyesight was so powerful that it zoomed in on a tree, magnifying it. He could hear a far off wolf cry, an owl swoop down and pick up a mouse, cars on the far off highway. He fell to the ground, assaulted and bombarded by his senses, shutting his eyes and covering his ears with his hands. And then, he smelled perfume masking the scent of a human. A woman. He heard her heart pumping and the thirst for blood came back, full force. He would have her.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

It was the middle of the night, she had teams from New Jersey and Pennsylvania searching cemeteries in their states as well, but something drew Eliana to this particular cemetery. Not because the tracking rune said so, but because her heart said so. A lot of the shadowhunters that she worked with joked that she and Vincent always knew where each other were... Right now, she was walking about, trying to filter out sounds that were not needed to be heard, like a wolf howling, cars... She was wearing perfume, it was a perfume that Vincent had given to her for her birthday not long ago. She then heard ground cracking, and she shouted,Michael! Her seraph blades come on, nice and deadly, and she ran towards the area where she heard the sounds of the earth cracking, opening up...
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

Just as quickly as the taste for blood found it's way into his brain, it dawned on him what had happened, what he had become. He was a vampire. he licked his teeth to make sure, and could feel the fangs with his tongue. He even touched one of the fangs, and it drew blood. It made his hair stand on end. It made his stomach plummet. He had to fight this, had to... No, the hunger was gnawing on him. It was all he could think about. He felt cold, he felt weak, like he would die if he didn't drink. And she was his source, this nearby woman. It seemed wrong, it seemed.... no it was right. Survival of the fittest. Vincent's hunter instincts didn't kick in to help him find the nearby woman. No, it was his blood lust that took over. He lumbered through a copse of trees, breaking off small, spiny branches that cut through his clothes, but merely tickled. He saw her through the trees - a red hired woman in a peacoat, setting a bunch of white flowers down on a grave. He could see the heat radiating off her. The beating of her heart was driving him crazy with hunger. He ran toward her. What are you-- she shrieked, dropping the flowers. He pounced on her as she started to run, covering her mouth with his hand. She struggled to get away, writhing beneath him, as he tried to bite her. She beat him to the punch, gnawing on his fingers to get free. It barely registered with him. Finally he brought his teeth down on the nape of her neck, hard. The hot blood gushed out and she slumped beneath him. He bled her dry, and then stood up. He was still hungry. He wiped the blood off his mouth and was about to drag her body away when he heard footsteps. And then a familiar aroma filled his nostrils. Eliana. Sweet sweet Eliana. No, not her of all people. He couldn't. But the hunger gnawed.
Thread: The Mortal Instruments: Bloodlust (Naomi David And TheGreatRao)

Eliana heard screams, this was so not good, but she heard tree branches and such breaking before the screams, so that meant that before the screams, the Vampire, or what ever made the woman scream, had been moving... Then the screams faded, Eliana was too late, that just really enraged her. She climbed into the trees, moving all ghost like, jumping from branch to branch, until she was finally one tree away from him... Away from leaping onto his back, not realizing it was Vincent... She had to time it right though... And then she saw the pale body of the dead woman, and her anger got the better of her, she flew down from the trees, angling to tackle him, then again, if she missed, she could somersault, and not get hurt... Her blades were thirsty for blood, then again, many Downworlders died tonight, mainly Vampires that wouldn't talk about the 'rogue' coven. Plenty of covens were spared though, the covens that followed the Accords. Pretty much everybody was working overtime, but at the least, the younger Shadowhunters were getting experience in fighting monsters. She had always been a hot target for Vampires because her blood was special, well, and Nephil that had more than the average amount of angelic blood were hot for Vampires since their blood could be used to create Daylighters, and in Eliana's case, since she was the daughter of the archangel Michael, nobody really knew what her blood could do, other than it more than likely had strong magical properties. Even as a child, she had showed great promise in combat, though Mother wanted her to go to normal mortal schools before doing hunting stuff.
Thread: The one that she'll never forget (BlackTalon & Alexandria94)

A soft summer breeze escapes through one of the windows of the house, which shouldn't have been open in the first place. The curtains are over the opening of the window though, making them float softly by the breeze. Not a single sound resides through the big house of the royal family, only dead silence, an awkward silence that seems to be cold and dark. It seems to fill the whole house, from top to bottom and what is even more strange, is that it stops at one point. A few doors have been opened in the house, silently but open and in a pattern, a searching pattern. A pattern that is weird at first sight but logical at the next thought of mind. One door wide opened and the next one half open, as if he was giving himself a pattern to see what he has already sought through and what he has not sought through. Suddenly the pattern ends, and the place where it ends is a bedroom, but not the bedroom contents that was expected. Two soft footsteps can be heard inside of the bedroom, the bedroom of the girl. A soft moonlight shining through the half opened curtains of her bedroom. They seem to be shining on something, no not something, someone. That someone is in her bedroom, looking at her, staring at her, thinking what he would do with her. Is looking at her, dressed in black fabric clothing, a pants that are somewhat tight, a shirt that covers all his skin and a hoodie and mouthmask to cover his face. The only things that are visible, are his eyes, his darkbrown eyes that are looking straight at the girl sleeping. His face expression is lightly seen through the mask, it's a grin, a grin of determination, a grin of set mind and moving objective. He keeps the grin and remains still for a moment. He takes the black bag from his back, grabbing rope and a knife, silently he steps up next to the bed and looks into the girl's eyes.
Thread: The one that she'll never forget (BlackTalon & Alexandria94)

Morgan was happy with the night so far. When she had been asked by her parents if she wanted to go to the Charity Gala Auction she had declined, they had left and now she had the house to herself. She enjoyed it honestly, a small part of her wanted to go because as their only child she felt an obligation to attend, but the other part, the stronger, more independent part, had told her parents no and they had quickly left afterwards. Of course she had watched them go and when she could no longer see them she closed and locked the door, feeling safe with the deadbolt and knob locked. Once she had made her way up stairs she went into her bathroom and took a shower, washing her hair and everything else, knowing that once she got out she probably wouldn't do much and would decide sleep is the best thing for her. She relaxed for a couple more minutes and then turned off the water, stepping out to grab the towel she had set aside for herself. She wrapped it around herself and went over to the wall, grabbing the hairdryer and plugged it up. Tucking the towel into place between her boobs she made sure it wouldn't fall as she blew her hair dry, brushing it as she went along. Once that was dry she went back into the room. Morgan was a simple person, and when she slept she did it comfortably. She grabbed a regular bra, an over sized tee shirt, and her black volley ball shorts. She didn't like underwear and most of the time she went without it, thankful that there was no one else home so she didn't have to worry about it. Moving out of her closet she walked over to her bed and eagerly crawled into it. She knew that after just turning eighteen her mother would think she would be out partying and it made her chuckle as she curled up and around her pillow. With the covers halfway over her, her eyes quickly slipped shut and she was quickly asleep.
Thread: The one that she'll never forget (BlackTalon & Alexandria94)

Lars grins as he looks at Morgan, the same determined grin he had all the time in her bedroom, he eyes her detailedly, slowly moving the covers from her body. He eyes her fully now, gently smiling as he grabs a cloth patch from his backpack, putting the knife between his teeth as he puts the cloth patch in his sleeve, he inhales slowly and exhales slowly, smiling as he grabs the rope. Lars swiftly grabs her wrists and pulls them towards her feet, swiftly wrapping the rope around her wrists four times and makes a connecting line towards her feet, wrapping four circles around it before pulling it really tightly, moving the rope to the middle connection part, making three circles around it as he closes the circles with a sailor's knot, making it incredibly tight and rough around her wrists and ankles. He then stuffs the cloth patch into her mouth, working as a gag to prevent her from screaming out for help. Lars grabs the knife from his mouth, putting it in his left hand. His facial expression changing to a deadly stare, without any emotion, just a stare that would make a normal person feel uneasy or even frightened. He slowly moves the knife against her cheek. Shhhh he says Don't start panicking now
Thread: The one that she'll never forget (BlackTalon & Alexandria94)

Morgan dreamed of actually going to the Gala with her parents. There was champagne and she was dressed in a fancy gown that made her feel elegant. A couple of men danced with her and one grabbed her on the wrist, so when she thought she felt it, she just thought it was something from the vivid dream she was having, but once she figured out it wasn't she immediately jerked awake, but by that time it was too late. When her eyes opened she saw the figure on top of her tying her wrists to her ankles and it made her scream. A scream she wasn't allowed to keep for very long as her attacker shoved the gag into her mouth. She was trying her best not to panic, and to put up a strong looking side, but when the knife was put against her cheek her entire body froze, just staring up at him. She could feel her blood run cold and goosebumps appear over her flesh. Taking in a deep breath through her nose, her eyes roamed around the room for anything she could use, but in this situation she was helpless. No one was home with her, probably wouldn't be for hours, and she barely had any neighbors. Letting the deep breath out, it came out jagged, followed by a whimper.
Thread: The one that she'll never forget (BlackTalon & Alexandria94)

Lars pets her head Good girl, now You'll stay still or I will have to hurt you he puts up a friendly grin Believe me I'm just saying this once, the next time I wont say anything, you'll be punished he puts the knife away and grabs the ending of the rope by which she's binded by and wraps it around one of her bed endings, standing up after and turns around. Once he's turned around he walks towards her closet, searching for a bag on the ground, he looks around carefully and as every girl probably would have, she would have all her clothes and stuff stored in her closet. Lars grabs a big bag from her closet, going to open it and starts loading in clothes of her, bra's, panties, tshirts,skirts,pants and other stuff she'd need into it, taking quite a while as he has the time to load it all in carefully, making it as full as possible. He stands up again and walks towards her bed, she could see him. Standing quite tall even for a man, about 1 m 92, a really muscular posture and a determined walk. His eyes, his darkbrown eyes would be set only on her, they would eye her and she could see a soft smile through his facemask.
Thread: The one that she'll never forget (BlackTalon & Alexandria94)

Morgan watched in horror as he moved the clothing into his bag, which only meant one thing. That he was going to take her with him, and she didn't know what was worse, the former or the latter. With the ropes cutting into her skin she back up a little on the bed as best she could, and continues to watch until he walks back over to her. Her first instinct is to cringe away from him and he hasn't even touched her yet. She didn't want to be hurt by him, and knew he would follow through with his threat should she do anything he didn't like. With her eyes wide with fear she watched him, and she couldn't hear what he was doing because her heartbeat had made it's way up to her ears and was pounding. Her breath was rigid and she hated that she was in such a position that she wasn't able to move away from him.