As she walked towards the forest, Ebony knew she wasn’t alone. Goose pimples prickled her lightly coloured skin as her heart thumped loudly. She followed the dirt filled path towards the forest. The sun had already set and the dark night clouds began to build on the horizon. This walk was done on numerous occasions but Ebony’s instinct was saying something else.
The air grew colder around her, I watched her as I lay on wait for my victim, not drinking for a while made my limbs weaker by the second.1
Fear took over, her walk turned into a faster pace, scared and tired she made her way deeper in the forest.
“Crack”2
She spun around, a branch had snapped, no one behind her. The waves of her scent rushed through the branches causing my mouth to pulsate with desire, I could even taste her on my lips.
Running through the forest the rain lashed down on to her pale ivory skin. As she ran the mud splattered up the back of her legs, soaking the bottom of her dress. Scrambling her way through the depths of the forest the sobs of her cries echoed through the trees, the vines and rocks raised making her pathway more difficult.3
In the distance a yellow dim light glowed through the darkness of the trees. As she drew closer, lightening shot up through the sky showing a gothic structured church. Gargoyles glazed their widen grizzly expressions.
Struggling and gasping for breath she ran down the footpath of the church. I could hear the fear in her sobs, it made me smile knowing that I was the cause of this.4
I pushed her into the church door, she turns to face me. I grin showing her my babies, pointed razor and sharp she lets out a pathetic cry. Smirking I wrap my hand over her wrists and drag her into church.
The glazed windows brightly sparkled from the candles that were placed at the alter and aisle. Slight footsteps echoed round the rusty room, her sobbing quiet and uncontrollable. 5
From the shadows an old frail figure with a stick appears. His robes out stretched and gathered around his ankles giving the priest more depth to his presence, he makes his way to the alter.6
“Who seeks me in this hour of need”, his wise words echoing from his lips.7
My hand moves over the girls wet lips, breaking her aid of speech. I grin, accepting this challenge from a feeble fool would be no match for me.8
“ I seek nothing”, I spit at him.9
“Why enter the house of god if there is nothing that you seek”, his accent sounding out his power of speech.10
My fingers slip away from her lips as my concentration diminished. Her cries shatter into the air. Grasping her body I pull her tighter into my body.11
“Come my child”, he slurs to the shaken victim.12
“No”, I hiss at him, my anger boiling like hot water.13
“May deus reprobo vou ut abyssus”, the priest says.
I laugh at him.14
“God has no power over me, you mortal fool”, I say.15
“Jesus sacrileges condemns you”. the priest says as he make the sign of the cross with his rosary.16
“You and your people have no power, not Jesus, not God, not anyone”17
“May your vicious tongue exclude you from the path to heaven”, he states as he raises his hand into the air, the holy rosary entwined in his fingers dangles freely from his grip.18
As my heart burns, the priest begins to walk towards me, I clench my fist to my chest as u clutch the girl in my grip.19
“Corporis Christi, burn in hell”, I shout snarling at the priest.20
"You are not welcome in this home of God, be gone from this place of light and go back to the pits of hell", says the priest.21
My grip loosens from the girls, she runs towards the door, pulling it open, the thunder roars throughout the dark night.22
"I will return to seek revenge", I shout, bellowing off the walls.23
"Chrustu-next, corpus christ transporto vou tergum ut abyssus" says the priest making the sign of the cross.24
I cower down, my body hurting, fleeing from the church i raise my head towards the night air, her scent still there but not as clear.
Running towards her dewy smell, my body clentches and adjusting to devour my feed, her cries getting louder and louder. The faster I run the closer I feel her. Suddenly I see her, her naked feet covered with the wet dirt.25
Pouncing on her from behind, I drag her onto the cold mud. Ebony's body struggling furiously, screaming, I place my hand over her mouth.26
"Shhh now", I whisper as i place my face and lay my body onto hers. The warmth from her body heat arouses me, gazing into her eyes I pause theb tilt her head to one side as i lunge in her neck. Instantly her legs and arms thrash and kick in drastic action, my kill defending herself. Within myself I laugh as her rich juice flows through my cannines, bitting harder her veins burst, Blood squirts like a fountain into my face, this has never tasted so good. Suckling her dry was pleasurable. 27
Sitting up from her lifeless body, Ebony stares back at me, her eyes cold, dead. Using the back of hand I wipe her from lips.28
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Author notes
As I have used latin in my story I will interpt what it means.
Corpus Christi-the body of christ
Subigo Vos- compells you.
Transporto vos tergum ut abyssus-sends you back to hell.
Christus Rex- Christ the King
Ego -I
Jesus sarcalogos-Jesus Christ
May deus reprobo vou ut abyssus-May God condem you to hell.
Comments
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Very nice story though I recognized the latin already having learned alot of it on my own (I was bored ok, lol...sue me!!)
But it was very nice, you just dont see too many stories anymroe about the good old cross fearing vampires, you know??
-Andi


