Thread: Arrival of the Hunter (Sarah & ShiroNezu)

As star and moon light filtered down onto the city, the night sky half hidden by towering buildings and dark clouds, the nights latest predator smiled. Charity ran a hand over her head, fingers stroking through her red hair. She could almost hear the night singing to her blood, to her hunger! Moving through the towns dark streets, her silver skull belt buckle and pentacle earrings glinting dully, Charity listened carefully, trying to feel what was happening around her with her senses, all to aware that she was traversing unfamiliar streets and that though a larger population would help her hide it also meant there would be more police, and possibly even super-heroes or heroines that would eventually start looking for her as might other criminals already established within the citys environs. Ears twitching as noise slowly started assaulting her, Charity was drawn to a darker than normal street, street-lamps either flickering or broken, stone steps leading to a door, neon lighting flashing the clubs name. The location telling her that this wasnt going to be a big club, but the noise suggesting it would be perfect... Even at a distance she could hear the over-amped sounds of Prodigy being played, the sweet scent of dozens of bodies writhing to the loud music making her quiver with anticipation at her first feeding within her new hunting grounds... Letting her hunger rise to the surface, as she entered the club she felt herself sliding into her hunting persona... Gyrating into the small crowd, her body pressing against her those of her prey, she let the sexual energy she could feel run over her, soaking into her as much as she was exuding it. After a few minutes her lips curled, she had spotted her first victim... Even this early she knew it was only the first, the real questions being how many would she drink?, how many would she drain? Her first victim was dancing with a tall brunette, and slowly Charity eased between them, her arms wrapping around the boys neck as she placed the first kiss on his lips, just enough of her power flowing to make him want her as his partner gripped Charitys shoulder and tried to turn her... But as the boys hands moved to grip Charitys waist, his eyes on the psychic vampire, the girlfriend snorted angrily and stormed of as best she could while the already half-entranced boy followed Charitys gentle pull...Guiding him to a corner, she pressed him against the wall, her body rubbing against his as she continued her kisses... Until letting go she watched as he slumped, not dead but barely aware of anything as he slid to the floor, his eyes closed. By the time he had finished collapsing Charity was already once more swallowed by the dancers, the flickering lights maintaining her anonymity. Her second target, she had already decided, was the firsts girlfriend... Sliding behind the girl Charity caressed the young woman, hands stroking the brunettes slender waist... earning a slap as she turned still angry, and more so when she saw who it was accosting her! Brimming with life, and exuding raw sexuality, Charity gripped the girl by the head and kissed her hard on the mouth, giving no chance for her to speak as anger rapidly gave way to the pleasure of Charitys kiss... Escorting the stunned stunner into the boys toilets Charity locked herself in a cubicle with her victim, and straddling her she slowly stripped the young woman, her hands caressing large firm breasts as her mouth pressed against the enthralled girls lips. As the life energy passed from girl to Charity felt her body, already aroused from one victim, gradually become wet, her heart beating faster as she slowly drained the girl... After 10 minutes Charity stood, and leaving the cubicle licking her fingers which had delved frequently between her victims legs behind her the young brunette lay, her heart barely beating and Charity knowing that without medical attention the woman would be dead from heart failure within a few hours, knowing and not caring as she returned to the dance floor, her pockets filled with the dying girls money and jewellery... Over-flowing with stolen life Charity hunted for her next victim, her hunger almost insatiable and knowing that her third would either die or be her first slave... It was just a matter of selecting the right victim... the right girl!