Vampirala-
She felt the change in the air, as the statue broke, and her sister awakened. Vampirala made her way quickly to the basement, in order to welcome, and demand something from her sister. She made her way quickly towards her sister's resting place; bursting through the door, as he saw her stand by her coffin. Her sister turned towards her voice. "Vampirala. It's nice to see you." Her blood boiled. "Don't give me that bullshit! I want it back!" She followed after her. "I've been stuck in your body for five thousand years. Ever since the day Vampina, was hidden, and if you hadn't grabbed me when you did, I wouldn't be here either." She stepped in front of her.
"Give it back." She spread her legs, to keep herself braced, as she crossed her arms. "I...want....my...body...back." She got in her face, until Vampira sighed. "Fine, give me your hand." Her sister looked at her with suspicion, as she held out her hand. As Vampira grabbed it, a painful shudder went through her body, as they switched back. (I guess you could say it was like something was ripped out of you, and put back in a different place, kind of feeling.)
Vampirala gasped, and fell to the ground, as the feeling disappeared. She looked up at her sister, who now had her body back, and didn't feel any effects. "There, now you can stop bugging me." Vampira turned smartly, and left her there on the ground. "Oh, and you can go where you want. I have no more use for you." Vampirala passed out. Her last thought was, "Finally."
Horus-
He threw the covers off for the sixth time that night, as he rubbed his chest. "Damn it!" He felt something wasn't right. He felt empty, but complete at the same time. It was a feeling he'd never felt before. His blood felt hot, while his brain was pounding; a little voice telling him to move. Horus sat up, and put his head in his hands. The loss of Michelle hit him hard, but he didn't want to admit it. His brother tried to get him up and about, but he just felt himself hungrier than ever. His fangs never ceased coming down into his mouth, and his cock stood hard and full. He tried to drink the blood his brother brings him; and trying to give himself relief in the shower, but he stayed hungry, in both areas.
He opened the window, and tried to breath in the fresh air. His head and body pounding, trying to keep him awake. "Fuck!" Horus wanted to go back to Egypt, but his heart and mind told him to stay here and wait; for what, he had know clue. Even Hiss, was trying to cheer him up, but he couldn't do anything either.
Four months after Michelle's death-
A black void, full of darkness, and nothing for you to see for miles. The was where Michelle's mind had gone, as she died. Her soul wondering that endless place, as her consciousness came back slowly. The memories of a different life, flooding her mind, as she floated in a ball of light. Her physical form transparent, and only a few pieces were solid. Michelle opened her eyes to the darkness. "Wow, does this need some lights, but..." She felt the wound that was supposed to be there. "I remember dying." She was confused, and annoyed. "I know when people doe, they're supposed to see a white light, but this is nothing but darkness."
She stretched. "You've finally shown up." She jumped in the air, as the voice came from behind. She turned to see a woman that looked like her, but with longer white hair, and purple eyes. "I was getting tired of waiting." She had her arms crossed. "The one time you come deep inside 'our' mind, and I can't even reach you, until you wake up." Michelle wondered if she wasn't really dead, and just dreaming about her look-a-like, but with bigger breasts, and a tiny waist. "Show off." She huffed under her breath, making the woman smile. "Okay, so how do we get out. I remember we both died, or I died, so my body is kind of...unusable." She felt annoyed, as she smiled again. "Our body, is not exactly dead, it's just....sleeping." Michelle thought she was out of her mind.
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Pure Knight
VampirgeschichtenWaking up in a lone spooky house, inside a coffin deosn't really help you figure out why and how you got there. Neither does it help you remember your past when your only a five year old child. Shall we dive and follow the story, of a little girl...