Thread: Forced Companionship [Vallie x Middie]

??You are pathetic?? he snarled driving his katana right through the man. Honestly he couldn??t stand those who begged for life when they have taken so many. ??to think one such as I would spare a life such as yours?? he glared, his bright silver eyes seeming to flash crimson red. His mark breathed heavily his life slipping right through his fingers as he tried to hold on to it. ??Be glad you died such an honorable death?? as the words rolled straight off his tongue his arms tensed. The muscles in his arms tightened as he drove the blade from down in the man??s stomach up. Blood gushed out splashing all over him as it cut through the flesh. Up, up, and up his blade glided until the man was split in half. Nian laughed sinisterly as he brought the blood drenched blade up to his sensual lips. He ran his tongue along the dirty blade tasting the other. His mark fell to the ground with his blade no longer supporting him. His insides fell out onto the floor, blood spilling out of him a deep puddle forming underneath him. He brought his blade back down at his side sheathing it slowly, the blood piling up until spilling out. Dripping onto the floor, the crimson liquid made a soft ??splat?? as it crashed down into the puddle of blood that reached his feet. I??m going to enjoy cleaning this later. He thought referring to his katana. As he turned to leave, Nian??s eyes narrowed. Hadn??t he killed everyone in the building? Who the hell was this person? With a sigh he approached the much shorter person. With each step he took there was a soft ??squishing?? sound as the blood moved to the surface then sank back in. He stood before Ari, his silver eyes seeming to glow as his face was almost completely drenched by HIS mark??s. Come to think of it, his whole body was covered in blood. It looked as if he??d taken a shower in it. His silver eyes roamed the other??s body in curiosity. ??What??s a pretty little thing like you doing wandering around here? This is no place for someone as fragile as you.? Nian spoke in the calmest, softest voice he could muster up. He still came off a little blood thirsty though. He didn??t want to scare him off. Or did he? A chase wouldn??t be so bad?neither would tasting him. He grinned widely as his hand anxiously caressed the hilt of his sword. Mmm?demon chase would be a fun game to play with her. Nian thought. Gripping his sword he drew it. Before he even got to finish his actions his cell rang. It was surprising how the thing still worked since he was practically covered in blood. Sheathing his blade, once again, Nian dug into his back pocket pulling out a small black phone. Nian was 6??7?, had long black hair, silver eyes, and a strong build. Nian stood tall dressed in nothing but whitewell red now. He wore a white button up shirt that wasn??t so buttoned as all the buttons were popped during the fight. He wore white slacks, and a pair of brown sandals to top off his laid back look. Nian He intimidated most people with his stature, but they seemed to warm up rather quickly when they looked upon his angelic face. Or tense up when he??s like this. Or run and hide?. Most likely cry. Sometimes a combination. He assumed this person would opt at all three. And who wouldn??t? He was drenched in god knows how many peoples?? blood, just got finished making minced meat out of his victims, and finally did what most people called sick disgusting, tasted the blood of his victims.