Post by josieangelo on Dec 1, 2009 18:47:13 GMT -5
YES THE SCREAMS! Oh the sweet melodious sound of bellies being ripped apart and guts spilling on the floor, all part of the deadly dance called death. Blood spilled to the ground, a wondrous fountain of red fluid gurgling from the slit necks of those foolish enough to fall into the endless slaughter. Explosions blasted through the remnants of an once great metropolis lighting up the sky with a violent plume of sparks. The wind howling along the city shedding its tears at the cold faces she has to resort to kissing ever so gently. The Musician stood atop a cliff watching; waiting, listening to the melody humanity had created, and LOVED IT! War always inspired the greatest of songs yet no one noticed the power it had in itself to be the greatest of symphonies.
A smile cracked across his face and sprung into maniacal laughter, his demons were now unleashed and the night was still so young. Yes the psychological experiments had taken a toll on him, yet the demons had to be dealt with, and what better place than an insane asylum. The large ruined building practically glowed in the faint light of the moon and the bones of the dead gave it an ever so gloomy look. Perfect, the place where the misunderstood and the incompetent were held was the perfect place to deal with the darkness. With a turn of his coat the demon walked ever so calmly down the cliff towards the gate way to hell.
The scent was unbearable, well almost unbearable, the blood lust within Josie rose to its peak savoring the arousing aroma. The gate was swung open and the demon musician strode right into see a gruesome yet appealing sight. A young female no older than him laid with her blood almost completely spilled to the ground and her limbs torn apart, she was barely alive. Josie caught the scent of caked blood and immediately deduced… vampire, she was beautiful no doubt yet he had no time for such trivial emotions.
The goddess looked up at the shade with pleading eyes to be spared, yet Josie saw nothing but the eyes of the murderer that had slain his family. The good inside him fought to regain control of the mind that had been overpowering his senses, reverting him to a primitive stage. Furry raged in the eyes of the demon and lifted the leech up to its knees bringing it closer to his face. Placing a simple kiss on the monsters lips giving it a small hope of living Josie flashed the last smile it would ever see. Her brown eyes opened wide with an inescapable shock as mouth began to flow from her mouth staining her black hair with newly shed blood. He plunged the blade straight to the heart, and cut it open like a sardine. Yet with another quick motion of the hand her head rolled to the ground spraying the ground with her lovely blood. Another laugh erupted through the city, this time the laughter of a satisfied bloodlust.
“Pity, she would have served for a good fuck, too bad she had to have been so weak and wouldn’t have put much of an effort.” The demon had tasted its first kill of the night and hungered for more.