I choose a young boy. His hair dyed an ecstatic blue with a nose piercing through his left nostril. He's clad in leather, similar to me. He leans against a brick wall and I walk up to him and lean against the wall next to him. I look straight ahead but I hear him turn his head towards me. I look at him and give him a sweet smile; I tilt my head to the right and turn around to walk away. I hear him push himself off the wall, and then his feet hitting the ground as he follows me. I continue to walk up the street to the part where the lights are dim and half are broken. The boy doesn't even halt, he's used to areas like these. He's the kind of guy people tell you to avoid, the boy who has scandalous sex in alleyways. I turn down one of the alleys and lean against the wall again. The boy follows me and stands in front of me. He smirks at me, a greed smile and then comes towards me. He places his hands on either side of me, locking me in. He begins to kiss down the side of my neck, thinking that he controls all the cards. The boy runs one hand down my side and then back up again where he begins to grasp at my breast. Before he can do anything else, I've spun us around and now he's the one with his back against the wall, his hands pinned beneath mine at his side. I bend down and kiss his neck.
He chuckles quietly, "Feisty." He murmurs.
"You haven't seen anything yet." I whisper into his ear.
I slowly breathe out and then nibble on the base of his ear. I tilt my head slightly and lick down the side of his neck. I feel his shiver beneath me and I think how easy it is to manipulate humans.
How long are you going to play with him? Jessie asks me. I can hear the humor in is voice.
Until he breaks. I say to him evilly.
I let go of the boys' hands and run my hands up his arms to his chest, the leather of his shirt smooth beneath my hands. My fingers slip in between two of the clip buttons and I slowly pull them apart. When all the buttons are undone the shirt falls apart, showing the boys chest. I move my hands up to his shoulders and his shirt falls to the ground. I place one hand on his hip and the with the other one I run a single long finger nail up and down his arm. I move the hand on his hip up to his head and lean in to kiss him. One of his hands comes up and wraps around my head as well. Our lips meet and he presses into me. I hear Jessie growl and I flick my tongue across the boys lips, teasing him even more. We break apart and I run my nail from his cheek and down his chest, gradually slowing down. Then I place both hands on his hips and lean forward placing my mouth to his skin. It starts of as a kiss but then I put out my tongue and lick him again from the bottom of his chest, I feel him shudder beneath me and I move my tongue all the way up to his neck. I kiss him once more slowly.
"Goodnight." I whisper against his skin.
I feel him tense up beneath me, before my fangs unsheathe for the first time and I plunge them deep into his skin. My teeth cut through easily and I tear through flesh and muscle. The boys' hands grasp at my shoulders as his futile attempts to stop me fall short. Soon enough the boys blood spills into my mouth. It tastes unlike anything I've ever had before; to describe it would be like trying to describe a fading dream. The words are there but they are just out of your grasp. It tastes like sweet and bitter at the same time but so much more. My whole body shakes as I suck every ounce of blood I can. The boy screams as pain fills his body and he begins to convulse. He tries in vain to push me off him and free himself, but I push onto him harder keeping him against the wall. My hand grabs his shoulder and I clench it as pure joy fills my body. I hear a crack as I break his bone; the tiniest memory begins to spark but I push it down. The boy screams louder as I crush his bone beneath my fingers but I don't stop, why should I. I continue to drain him until there is nothing left and his screams stop. I let the body drop to the ground and I stand back from him. I take a couple of steps back and look at the boy, I feel something running down my chin and I put my hand to it to wipe it away, it comes away wet with blood. For once I don't feel disgusted with myself. Slowly a grin begins to spread across my face and I start to laugh, not a normal giggle but a mad, hysterical laugh. I feel a hand on my arm and I turn around to face Jessie. My grinning and laughing eases and then I reach out and pull him towards me.
"I've never felt better." I whisper in his ear, my grin returning to my face.
"You need to go back to the academy, we still need to take them down. He says pulling out of my grasp.
I roll my eyes slightly and shake my head. "Why?" I place my hand on his chest. "Can't we just leave this place? Find somewhere new?" I push myself against his body, "Just the two of us." I put my lips against his check in a slow kiss, once I pull away there's a ring of blood.
"Raven, you're going back." He orders me. I'm about to tell him that he can' make me before he says, "On the word of your promise."
I step back and stare at him. "Go." He orders me. I bite my tongue, unable to go against him, for fear of the result of breaking my promise, but not wanting to go back. Eventually I let out a sigh, "Fine." I turn on my heel and turn away, raising my hand and rubbing the blood off my chin.
"One last time." I say to my self, walking downthe alley away from Jessie.
YOU ARE READING
The Black Raven
VampireMy name is Raven. I used to be a Slayer & a Wiccan, completely opposed to the vampire race. Now I'm one of them, on they're side. I used to be in the academy, where I was trained and raised. Now I'm the threat to that home I will fight to bring it d...