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inbloodwelust (inbloodwelust) wrote in seditio_wayback,

He rose from his haunches, wiping his bloody hands on an embroidered handkerchief which he thrust into an inner pocket - even at this young age he eschewed the clothing of youth, dressing more like a miniature stockbroker than a child - following quickly the retreating figure of Bella as she flew toward the Manor. He was an oddly somber child, without the facial hair he would attain in later years, but with a quality in his eyes that set him apart from most those of his age - a definition of purpose which was unusual in one so young, especially. And what an unhallowed purpose that was indeed.

He caught up with the girl, although at this point she was not a female to him but something more important - a soulmate. It would take a few more years before he even began to see the opposite sex as just that. "How shall we do it?" he asked breathlessly. "Maybe you can lure him outside, and we can take him to our woods?"

Privacy was the watchword. A place where they could do as they wished, with no adult interference. And no one but them ever bothered to traverse the woods between his house and hers. Which of course made it ideal for all of their grotesque experiments. Not to mention that the woods teemed with small life.