Children of Darkness

[Auron's Blade]

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"Children of Darkness. Beasts of the Night. Blood suckers. Vampires. My kind have been called many things. We are the Immortal, the forever lasting. We have been here since the beginning of Time.

"We are vampires. We are beasts of the night. We do drink blood. We have to, we have to so we can live. Most of did not choose our fate, we were made into what we are. We were forced into this fatal existence.

"But I use we like there is more than just me here. There is not. I am alone and have been for more than 100 years. '100 years!' You say. That is nothing more than a stepping stone for me. When you have existed for so long, Time begins to blur.

"And your existence becomes tortured.

"So I plea to you out there. Anyone that is a blood drinker, please answer this. I have been lonely to long. Please, I am on the brink of insanity.

"Or am I already insane, for I take human life to exist. Doesn't that warrant insanity? So we are all insane you could say.

"But I would rather be insane with others than insane alone.

"So if you hear this, answer it. I will find you. For I am everywhere and yet nowhere."

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So long it had been since Fabre had used his gifts. So long since he had even walked this earth. For after his companions had all gone, he went to sleep. An eternal sort of sleep and only now was he awake. But the longing for others was too great. So he sent out his message, far and wide, to anyone out there that was like him.

And now that he had done that he walked silently through Jackson Square. Mortals walked by him even at this hour of the night, some staring at his odd appearance. He didn't mind. He just wanted to feed and go home. That all he ever did now, feed and then go to coffin to await the next night. How sad he must have seemed to others, walking alone through the Square, head hung low. Such a beautiful man he was and how sad he looked.

But none of that mattered to him. He wanted to just feed and go home.

He walked past the St. Louis Cathedral and then turned into an alleyway. He could sense a man there, a man that had done bad things in his life. These were the only kind of Mortals that Fabre fed on, the evil ones. It was a rule that he had made long ago, so long he couldn't remember where. But it was his rule and this rule is one that must always be followed.

He came upon the man swiftly and locked unto his shoulder. Fabre felt the heat of the man, smelled the sweet scent of fear. He sank his teeth into the man's neck, the hot, salty blood exploding from the vein. Fabre could hear the man's heartbeat. It hammered in his ears, the sound so hypnotic. Fabre could see the man's life, flowing from the man into Fabre himself. The hammering increased, growing louder, louder, fluttering as the man's heart gave way. Oh! How sweet the Blood!

Fabre let go of the man, let him fall lifeless to the ground. It was over and Fabre wanted to go home now. He left the alleyway and began to walk towards his penthouse. He just wanted to sleep.

"Please someone come," He said to himself softly. "I need a friend."

[Myo]

(Nice story hopefully you dont mind me joining)

Shade could hear the voice in his head over and over again and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't rid himself of it. A vampire calling to others like Shade himself for companionship. But Shade wasn't like the rest, for he didn't enjoy the blood of humans, he was a protector of humans since they took him in after his parents were killed by other vampires. No Shade drank on other vampire's blood.

A vampire hunter he preferred and that was how he liked it. He could not recall how many he had killed, but it was more than enough, and now he could sense this vampire caller was quite powerful and perhaps too strong for him. And because of this, this meant an even better chance for him too prove to his family that he is a true hunter. Shade talked to no one and he prefered it as that. For that meant no disturbances during his hunting.

Shade searched around the area for vampires and could sense that vampire who sent the message was nearby. Shade ran to an alleyway and finds a man dead on the ground blood drained. The man suddenly wakes up, a vampire now. He lunges at Shade, but Shade avoids him and pulls out a knife. The man makes one final lunge at Shade and misses, and Shade plunges his knife in the mans heart. "My knife is covered in holy water so this should be fun watching you burn" The man erupts in flames and then to ash. "Now if only I knew where that other one is"

[abarai renji]

Darkness surrounded Nickolai. He woke up in his tomb, after a five year slumber. he had planned on sleeping for more, but he woke up from a constant voice, the voice of a fellow vampire. He did not want anything to do with others, but he decided that he might as well go out and see what he wanted.

He used his mind to push open his tomb. He stepped out, and into the abandoned factory that he lived in. The place was old, and made out of wood. He stepped out, and the door creaked. he went over to the window to look outside. The moon was big in the sky, it's light shown eerily unto the earth. a perfect night for something to eat, he thought to himself. He went towards the door, grabbed his coat and walked out.

He walked into the town, it was late, but there was still a lot of people roaming the streets. As he walked, he noticed a lot of mortals giving him glares, but he ignored them. Why should he bother making friends with anybody? mortals like them would die long before he would, and he prefered not to feel the pain of loss anymore.

He walked for a while until he found a dark alley. Just a perfect place for some lowlife to hang out at, he thought while walking in. and just as he thought, there was a man sitting on the ground, he looked poor. He was obviously stoned, and there was a bullet hole in his sholder. Putting him out of his misery, Nickolai bent down and sank his teeth into his neck. He let the blood flow into his mouth, and gulped it down with great thirst.
When there was none left, he walked out of the alley, into the streets. Blood was all over his mouth and his shirt. People ran from him in fear, but he didn't care. He walked south, towards New Orleans.

[Auron's Blade]

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[TheNinjaCucco]

Jacques sat, tranquil in the moonlight, in an archway of an old church steeple in downtown Fredericksburg. It was an unusually warm night, but Jacques didn't mind, he loved the warm weather. he sat there, playing music in his mind, and became hungry...

Jacques was a very care-free person, and the need to feed was rather offsetting for him. But as he must, he did, and tonight was no exception. So Jacques set out into the night, across the rooftops of old buildings, keeping an eye on the streets below, the people, and potential food.
Seeing a young woman, walking alone down the near-deserted brick sidewalk, he tags along, following her as she moves towards her destination. Jacques had decided he liked the girl, and jumped down from the roof, landing just behind the young lady, and quickly moves to what was in front of her. She had turned at the sound, and Jacques now stood behind her. As she turned again, she gasped, but stayed put, mesmerized by his captivating eyes, and his mysterious half smile. He moved slowly to her neck, and she let him, and as he bit, he could feel her regrets, her wishes, and her hopes. Her joys, her sorrows, all were his, if only for a brief few moments. But then it all left, and he was left with the sick realization of what he had done, of what he was. The girls body lay there, on the ground, and there he left her, feeling unworthy to even look at her.

As Jacques headed back to his perch on the steeple, he thought about the girl. About her hopes, her dreams, all that she couldn't do, because of him. He had always hated himself for stealing life from others, and yet he could only take that life from good-hearted people. cold-hearted people, bad people, repelled him, he was too sensitive to the energies he received when feeding. And he hated himself for it. He hated that all he could do for the world was make it's good people sadder...
Apathy had become his tool of survival, but it was running lower and lower as the years passed. As he lamented over these thoughts, he felt a distant cry, a very faint feeling of despair. It pulled at him though, grabbing tight and not letting go. He felt he had to help this poor voice, this little cry in the night.

And so, without knowing where he was heading, Jacques set out, Westward

[abarai renji]

Nickolai had been traveling for the past two nights straight, ignoring his hunger for the time being. He wanted to reach New Orleans soon, so he could see what was happening and resume with his eternal slumber.

He had just passed the border into South Carolina, when his hunger took advantage of him. He could not continue with his journey, so he started looking for an abandoned house to wait in, hoping some kids were to come in. He traveled for an hour, until he found the perfect place, an abandoned mansion. It looked old, maybe built from the time when he was born.

He walked to the front of the house, and found a gate. He tried to open it, but it was tightly locked, and the steel was too strong to break through at his current state.
“Dammit” he swore. He turned around to find somewhere else to go, and caught eyes with two kids. They were about 13 years old. One of them held a baseball bat, and the other one had two cans of spray paint in his hands. He looked into one of their eyes, and he was instantly overwhelmed with the kids feelings. Fear completely halted both kids, along with feelings of sadness. Nickolai didn’t want to eat the kids, for he hated to eat people with so much life left to live, but he had no choice. He walked up to the kid with the spray paint. He let Nickolai approach, and sink his teeth into him.
Mixed emotions crossed through his mind. He felt sorry for taking the life of the kid, and he tried to convince himself that it was the only thing to do to prevent him from dying. He was almost through with the kid, when a sharp pain went through his head. He flew forwards and fell to the ground. He looked up, and the other kid started to charge at him, blood dripping from the bat. Nickolai waited for him to get closer, and jumped out at him. He was already full from the other kid, so he didn’t suck his blood out, he jumped at him, and threw him up into the air. He fell on top of the fence, and was impaled by the steel bars.

With his strength renewed, Nickolai jumped over the fence, and went into the house. Daylight was almost here, and he didn’t want to be caught in it.

[Myo]

Shade kept walking, to leave the town. He knew he must find the vampire that sent the message, but he also had another mission to accomplish...eliminating all vampires, good or bad. This was his mission and his only one too. When he accomplishes this, can he only rest in eternal peace.

"North Carolina was a good place to go" Shade says to himself as he looks over a map of the world and hears about a bunch of vampires claiming part of North Carolina as their own. Shade knew he couldn't get there in time if he walked. He sees a nearby horse in a fenced area, cornered by two vampires seeking its blood. Shade rushes over to them before they strike and cuts off one of their heads.

Before the other one knew what had happened, his head too was cut off. Shade puts away his knife and suddenly falls down. "So thirsty" He says and drinks the blood from the two vampires. He then wipes his mouth and walks over to the horse.

"No need to be frightened anymore. I shall not harm you" Shade tells the horse and slowly walks up to it and mounts it. With a horse now Shade heads to North Carolina.

[abarai renji]

Nickolai sat in the darkness. He was in the basement of the abandoned mansion, the only place in the entire house devoid of light. He was kept up by two things running back and forth through his head. The first was a feeling that something was coming. It was not human, it was a beast. And it was an enemy.

The other thing that was on his mind was the vampire who sent the message. He kept on hearing in his head the words that this man said, “please someone come, I need a friend.” The thoughts continuously pestered him for hours on end, until he was able to fall asleep.

“I cannot sleep too long. I do not trust this man who’s presence seems to be drawing near fast. I must leave as soon as night begins, and I must move as fast as I can.” With these final words, Nickolai fell asleep.

[TheNinjaCucco]

Jacques had been traveling for the past few nights, casually feeding as he went. He may be sympathetic towards his victims, but he couldn't stand to be hungry. As he walked down a wooded path, through a park, it seemed, he heard the low sound of voices, one seeming to be in distress. As he walked along, the voices grew louder, and with a mild curiosity, he followed the sound. He saw ahead of him on the path was what looked like two men and a young lady. The one man seemed to be trying to place himself in between the girl and the other man. Words were being exchanged, but they were low. One think Jacques could determine, though, was that this was not a friendly meeting. Vaguely interested, instead of walking along the path, Jacques moves to the shadows, beneath the trees, to get a little closer.

He could hear a little better now, "...promised me twenty years ago, you do remember?"
"..well...yes, but things have changed. That was so long ago, can't we come to some other agreement?"
"No. You promised me your child in exchange for that money. All that money. You do remember, yes? i robbed that bank for you, i gave you all the spoils, and you promised me your child, one i suppose you never thought you would actually have."
"I was foolish then. I never planned on even having a wife! Please, spare me my child. I'll give you anything else, anything at all."
"All i want is my half of the bargain..."
"plea-", the man began, but the second man had lunged, rather unexpectantly, at the young girl. As he did so Jacques saw the glint of light on a razor-sharp tooth. Jacques reached out from the shadows and grabbed he man's sleeve. He saw, well, rather, was aware of a flurry of movement, and before he could even tell the difference in time, he found himself on the ground, the man's foot on his chest.
"Who are you??", he demanded
Jacques, rather flustered, could only reply, "J-Jacques"
"Jacques," he said, with a welcoming tone, "How good it is of you to join us. I'm afraid i was in the middle of some business with this kind gentleman, and if you'd kindly leave us to it, i would be much obliged if you would just walk away from here"
He let Jacques up, with a helping hand, and with blatant defiance, he said, "You're a vampire"
Shock crossed no one's face, and it seemed that this was common knowledge among all present. With a annoyed smile, the man said "Yes, what a surprise, but now that you, you must either die or make a deal with me."
Confusion crossed Jacques face, and the man chuckled, "oh, don't be surprised, it is the fate of all mortals who find out about me, though i'm very curious as to how you managed to deduce as much"
Luckily for Jacques, the man had let him go, so he started planning his escape. But…he was curious too...
“Would you do a fellow kinsman the honor of an introduction?” he asked the man. The man smiled,
“hm, but of coarse, it’s been too long since I’ve encountered others like myself. They’re few and far between around here. My name is Arnicate"
Jacques made his decision, he would grab the girl and run, hopefully the other man would follow.
"ah," Jacques said. "Anicate, huh? well, nice to ma-" he broke perfectly from a focused stance in front of Anicate to a full speed run carrying to girl, the man, probably more out thinking that Jacques was after his daughter also than that he was helping him, ran after. Not even 100 meters later, Jacques was knocked completely off the small path by Anicate's unforgiving steel-toed boots.
Jacques rolled down a hill and into a snowbank. Surrounded by cold, he heard the girl scream and the man cry out after her. The girls voice got fainter, but judging by the man's fading yells, he guessed the Anicate had just ran off with the girl, not feed upon her, which struck Jacques as rather odd. why would Anicate need take her away?
well, despite it all, Jacques regretted getting involved. There he lay, surrounded by snow, unable to get up. The blow had taken the energy out of him somehow, or maybe it was just the cold. Either way, there he lay, falling asleep among the frozen snow...