It's a simple way of life

Keep Quiet

Fallen stood in the middle of his room at the asylum, his head down as he swayed from side to side as a soft hum fills the rooms silence. The white clothes clung to his body, showing his muscled form. His green eyes stared at the floor, the white ring around his pupils showed it was time to feed. Since his brother, up standing citizen Promise Lexington, was out of the country for a few months. There was nothing to satisfy his growing hunger. The cannibal just hummed to himself, in a peaceful, numb like state.

As he swayed keeping to himself, a nurse knocked on his door. "Fallen.... It's time for your medicine..." She said, her voice soft and gentle, kinda like a blanket, as she opened the door. Looking at her from over his shoulder, he shuddered from her sweet scent. She was a walking meal. As he walked over to her, he glanced down the hallway, making sure the cameras weren't looking and that no one was coming. Smirking he shut the door, towering over the small woman. She shrank away from him, backing up against the door. An idiotic move on her part, as he trapped her in place. Tilting her head up he studied her, her obvious fear made his mouth water. Tilting her head as far back as it would go, he sank his teeth into her jugular, making her instantly go limp in his arms.

When he stood up, he whipped his mouth off with the back of his blood soaked hand. Looked around the blood splattered room, he smirked. Taking the metal bars, he ripped them out of the wall throwing them on to the remains of the body. He lifted himself out and ran off into the night, not one looking back. When he stopped running, he glanced around looking for somewhere to hide. When he saw a light on he dashed toward it, he scaled up he wall until he found flat footing then knocked on the door. He prayed someone was up, and someone would help him. When the window opened he forced his way in, his blood cover hands pinned the stranger to the floor. One over their mouth the other holding their wrists. "Silence or I'll rip your heart out." He snarled his deep voice filling the silent room. The smaller figure stiffened underneath him, as they stopped their struggling. Wide, terrified, blue eyes stared back at him. "Do I make myself clear?" Fallen kept his voice low. The blue eyed stranger nodded, this made him pull his hand back. Fallen studied the person under him, the stranger was a male and rather feminine. When he opened his mouth to say something he was interrupted by a knock at the door. "Jason... You alright?" A soft voice asked. Fallen looked at the boy, Jason, who laid paralyzed between his legs. Leaning forward he murmured in the smaller male's ear. "Sat you're fine, just tripped." Jason nodded and cleared his throat, repeating what was said. "I'm fine mom. Just tripped." There was a sigh of relief. "Alright honey. You better get to bed you have school." The sound of foot steps retreated and Fallen stood, looking at the boy's once clean clothes now had some blood on them. His face had a handprint on it, the same with his wrists. "Wash off and change." Jason didn't hesitate to move and do as he was told. Fallen stood in a corner, out of the line of sight of the door. Where he sat was in complete darkness, so when the the room owner came back, looking like he wasn't there at all and it was just a dream. The blue eyed stranger, sighed in relief an crawled into his bed switching the lamp off. Drowning the room in complete blackness.