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Armand (vagabond_child) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

The vampire, being a creature of sudden mood changes, was alternately amused and furious. But, as time went on and the Ranger still refused to give in to him in the slightest, he found that the rage was becoming more pronounded. No one should be this good at resisting him. What was wrong with Marcus, anyway, that he picked pain over pleasure every time? Well, he could have fun this way, too.

It was the worst nightmare that he could conjure up. Marcus' brother died once more, brought to vivid, horrific life by the vampire's imagination. His entire family was slaughtered as Marcus looked on, paralyzed by the fangs in his neck. Finally, though, they all faded away, and one person remained. A woman, pregnant, with brilliantly coloured hair.

You see, when she came to the church, we could have done whatever we wanted to her... The picture was there suddenly, the girl watching as the vampire fed on his lover. It would have been so easy... He pulled away suddenly, swiping his tongue over the wounds so that they disappeared, as if they had never been. It had only been a few minutes, the vampire hadn't taken much at all, but it would have seemed like an eternity of agony to the Ranger.

"So, you see, you owe me for the life of your witch."