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Creative Created on 7-4-08 Views(26) Story Rating PG13

                                                       The Awakening

 

But, it wasnt always like this.

Not all of his victims floated off into the midnight sky as worthless dust.

No, one of his victims, in the early years of his vampiredom, Tobias.

Tobias. He slectivley chose toby, the stong, stubborn young man he was but in the end Karisus new he would make a good vampire.

Tobys human looks were illuminated with the pale skin, the deadly gaze of his green eyes turned into a venomous trap, luring in his victims with a lustful gaze.

"This isn't my body!" Tobias shouted, the renching pain in his gut churning, the pain raceing from his neck to the rest of this nerves. "i want my body back," He sobbed.

His body was a flame with white hot pain, he held his stomach, the cool marble floor like the prinpicks of needles on his burning skin.

Karisus stood in the corner watching his new found powers transform into horror he watched Toby, lie on the floor withering this a just killed animal.

His skin, cooled, icy like a glacier, every sense had been heightened.

But the thirst was unbearable, this ache in every inch of his body, the hunger that needed to be satisfied, and he turned to his primal senses to satify his want.

The blood still ran from his lips, like a crimson river.

Tobys body was dying, but his life was just beggining.

And Toby new it from his first feed,

the old womans blood, aged like good wine.

It was like liquid fire.

And no longer did Toby resent his death.

But he did resent the fact that he had to take blood to survive, the fact that he still had to kill.

the fact that he too, was a monster.

But he did not relish in it.

The faces of his victims haunted  him, they're screams, their pleas, it haunted him.

Driving him mad, Toby in hopes of reliveing these unrelenting thoughts of death, locked himself away in the very pit of the graveyard.

His face grew gaunt, the viens roping around his body, he drifted off.

Until the scent of Karisus awoke him.

 

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On July 4th 2008 KimSmallwood Said :
KimSmallwood so karisus was the one talking in the first one, right? and then he turned toby? awesome...kmp! =]