Pishka and Carlos stand side by side, girl in the left and boy right . The room quietens as silence descends and soon tension rises. The boy slowly swirls his left hand at his side, as cold gas emits from it filling the room. The ground is covered in thick most, no one can see the ground, what's on it or their own feet
This gave the slime monster a advantage which he didn't miss. It plummeted onto the floor with a splat then disappeared from the naked eye, compressing or rather shrinking it's body to remain out of sight. One thing was for sure the mist was no ordinary mist, not even a vampire's superior eyesight could see through it. Suddenly Pishka felt something warm, smooth... even slimy, wrap around her ankle and just as she fast as she had felt it's touch is just as how fast she is dragged into the mist, in seconds, towards the source
She fell on her butt, slammed her head against the floor, leaving a dent. A trail of her blood painted the floor going to wherever the creature hid itself
Meanwhile Carlos ignored the attack on Pishka. Even as the mist covered the trail of blood, thickening, a sweet voice of laughter echoes
Succubus: Why use mist if it puts you at a disadvantage, hmmm? ~
Carlos scans the mist but doesn't see the succubus. Instead a hand reaches out from the mist and grabs his clothes but he dodges and it only manages to grab a handful of his shirt. Next it tears a piece from his pants then socks shoes and his jacket. This goes on till the boy is left with nothing but his pants and even that's torn here and there. Carlos looks disheveled as a stream of blood is seen on his face where a scratch had been left by the hand. Carlos clicks his tongue as the hand reaches out for him, he covers his face in defense but suddenly a forceful tug on his hair from behind has him throwing his head back. Carlos gasps in shock and slight pain as he comes face-to-face with his opponent
She smiles seductively, her hooded eyes the display of her vulgar canines for teeth, with dimples on her cheeks to seal her alluring smile. She caresses the boy's face with her long demonic nails, asking in a voice that is as soft as a whisper
Succubus: Again I ask you why did you-
Carlos cuts her off as he speaks with a cold tone. The air around them freezing
Carlos: Cause only when the enemy feels safe or confident in their abilities do they let their guard down- There you are!? I finally found you! ~
Just as the succubus was about to pull back and attack. Carlos had formed a ice shard that he used to stab her just as he had finished talking. The female's cheeks bloated and her eyes bulged. A small stream of blood flowed down from her nose to her lips. Unable to keep her mouth close any longer, she spat out blood. The boy jumps back in time to see that the blood that landed on the ground had turned into black ants, they crawled away and disappeared
Carlos created another shard but this time it was the size and shape of a needle, he made five. The woman pulled the shard in her stomach out. Her stomach closing as soon as she pulled the ice shard out. She smiles and compliments Carlos
Succubus: Not bad little rat!? Now let me show you how it's done-
Carlos stood up and casually flung his right hand causing the succubus to retreat but nothing happened. She laughs then points at him anger
Succubus: Are you fucking with me? You'll pay for that-! No one taunts me and gets away with it!
The female steady's herself, ready to attack, however she remains in a upright standing posture. Carlos walks up to her then flips her hair to the back
Carlos: I always wondered how a demon's blood tasted since you have no soul for me the keep...
Shocked she tries to escape and move again but she can only question his as he takes a bite into her neck - drawn her very life from her body
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Her Cold Beast And His Dark Beauty
WerewolfThis story is atheistic and fictional... Not sorry Pishka. Your typical sad and a little depressed, South African girl, moves to America. She has to adapt to this ghost town she moved into. Being a loner should be the worst case scenario, right? No...