Anger was itching at her nerves as she left the Inn and was denied her meal yet again! This time, a meal worthy of the efforts and worthy of becoming apart and sustaining the Queen of Shadows!
A Scathachian woman otherwise known "Iss" or "Issy' or something that Lucy couldn't bothered to remember, or utter was the object of her desires now" She didn't care what the woman's name was and could care even less if she had died during the exchange of blood from one to the other" Lucy was left with only a mild taster of the strong-blooded woman upon her lips, as the others interfered yet again! Why on earth couldn't they just keep themselves to themselves and keep out of her business" How dare they mock and threaten her of death while she stood there before them!
How even more ironic that she was already dead"
"Revenge?" Lucy growled as she wandered the streets.
How many more other examples must she make to show how serious she was" How dare they' The scum - the meat bags" Lucy WILL have that Scathachian blood even if it killed her " it was such a sweet taste, such a strong bloodied foe! Such a powerful sensation even from the remnants in her mouth, and those little fragments of blood were now beginning to partially heal and regenerate her undead body back to as close as living as possible"
Before the Blight returned and ate it away, a vicious circle where her hunger may never be sated.
But something caught her attention' There was something attached to a small billboard; that seemed to litter this area of the City - in her the corner if her eye, it had caused Lucy to turn towards it sharply with added quickened pace, those scarlet and brown speckled irises shrunk sharply as the black pupils widened to the paper which she now held in her bloodied, black nylon fingerless gloved hands.
And it was quickly crumpled under a tight fist"
?" There's a Sanctuary of these people?" Lucy grinned and even gasped erotically at such a thought. Imagine that! A place where these creatures with luxurious blood grew and resided"
Like a slaughterhouse just for her...
"
It did take her sometime to get there and was walking along a highly abstract path through the City " directed by a passerby she had encountered on her general way towards that area. He was useful and was correct in his guidance of where the Scathachian Sanctuary actually was! He even guided her along the rocky path, which eventually she could see and register in the distance the odd Greek architecture.
A casual pace.
"So why ye look"in for "em' Ya goin" for protect"in?" The man questioned " handsome " however his teeth were yellow and rather twisted in his mouth. He grinned them at her" Lucy shuddered.
A pause and her eyes slowly panned the back of the man's head as he continued to walk on past her. Her voice was calm, cool and collected and not even an inch of tension or intimidation laden inside the sinews of her vocal chords.
"No?" A chuckle.
"Aye young"in" So what?s ya name?"
"Lucy?"
"Luc"eh' Nice little "ol name ya got "ere. From ya from?"
"The Den of Shadows."
?" Ye say ya name be Luc"eh?" His voice slowed along with his footsteps and of course he would not have a chance to find out if his assumption was true....Of who, and what she was.
His head was torn from his shoulders by an invisible force"And was now staring up at the front door of the Sanctuary, tongue hanging out of his mouth " eyes wide and rolled up and back into his own skull. The look of horror upon his features before the blood in his brain slowed to a stop"Lucy allowed him precious last moments in viewing his body from a totally new perspective, while his beheaded body was being feasted upon by the Queen of Shadows herself not far from the Sanctuary doors.
Lucy with her blooded face jerked up to the door, snarling" Slithering up to her feet' Taunting whoever was in to come on out.
Dinner, was ordered.
A Scathachian woman otherwise known "Iss" or "Issy' or something that Lucy couldn't bothered to remember, or utter was the object of her desires now" She didn't care what the woman's name was and could care even less if she had died during the exchange of blood from one to the other" Lucy was left with only a mild taster of the strong-blooded woman upon her lips, as the others interfered yet again! Why on earth couldn't they just keep themselves to themselves and keep out of her business" How dare they mock and threaten her of death while she stood there before them!
How even more ironic that she was already dead"
"Revenge?" Lucy growled as she wandered the streets.
How many more other examples must she make to show how serious she was" How dare they' The scum - the meat bags" Lucy WILL have that Scathachian blood even if it killed her " it was such a sweet taste, such a strong bloodied foe! Such a powerful sensation even from the remnants in her mouth, and those little fragments of blood were now beginning to partially heal and regenerate her undead body back to as close as living as possible"
Before the Blight returned and ate it away, a vicious circle where her hunger may never be sated.
But something caught her attention' There was something attached to a small billboard; that seemed to litter this area of the City - in her the corner if her eye, it had caused Lucy to turn towards it sharply with added quickened pace, those scarlet and brown speckled irises shrunk sharply as the black pupils widened to the paper which she now held in her bloodied, black nylon fingerless gloved hands.
And it was quickly crumpled under a tight fist"
?" There's a Sanctuary of these people?" Lucy grinned and even gasped erotically at such a thought. Imagine that! A place where these creatures with luxurious blood grew and resided"
Like a slaughterhouse just for her...
"
It did take her sometime to get there and was walking along a highly abstract path through the City " directed by a passerby she had encountered on her general way towards that area. He was useful and was correct in his guidance of where the Scathachian Sanctuary actually was! He even guided her along the rocky path, which eventually she could see and register in the distance the odd Greek architecture.
A casual pace.
"So why ye look"in for "em' Ya goin" for protect"in?" The man questioned " handsome " however his teeth were yellow and rather twisted in his mouth. He grinned them at her" Lucy shuddered.
A pause and her eyes slowly panned the back of the man's head as he continued to walk on past her. Her voice was calm, cool and collected and not even an inch of tension or intimidation laden inside the sinews of her vocal chords.
"No?" A chuckle.
"Aye young"in" So what?s ya name?"
"Lucy?"
"Luc"eh' Nice little "ol name ya got "ere. From ya from?"
"The Den of Shadows."
?" Ye say ya name be Luc"eh?" His voice slowed along with his footsteps and of course he would not have a chance to find out if his assumption was true....Of who, and what she was.
His head was torn from his shoulders by an invisible force"And was now staring up at the front door of the Sanctuary, tongue hanging out of his mouth " eyes wide and rolled up and back into his own skull. The look of horror upon his features before the blood in his brain slowed to a stop"Lucy allowed him precious last moments in viewing his body from a totally new perspective, while his beheaded body was being feasted upon by the Queen of Shadows herself not far from the Sanctuary doors.
Lucy with her blooded face jerked up to the door, snarling" Slithering up to her feet' Taunting whoever was in to come on out.
Dinner, was ordered.