A pretty little spider hiding in the dark world, and those that thought that were fools. Humanity was for fools and those that wished death sooner or later. Those that lived their life hiding from what they could be. Oddly enough she almost missed those days. Missed that ghost that haunted her when her eyes closed. A ghost of a man that had never stood a chance as she hadn't when all was said and done.
Lustful yearnings gave way to merciless actions to which there was nothing left but blood and the remnants of a body. It was a pitty that it had to be this way. To kill things to survive but it was a world to which it was animal against animal and only the strong survived. Such was her case, she was going to be strong and survive at all costs. Knelt down upon a branch the blond watcher observed the world changing around her. Unique for a vampire she could last a little while in the light but not much. This because when she'd been made an accident occurred.
Accidents tend to make the most of things when those accidents mutate, create and shift the balance of power within a person. A human once, she'd done what alot of women had before. Fallen in love and had it all taken away by force. Bitten on her wedding night by the person who'd been her guardian and protector for years. It was revenge for her weakening after banishing him. But what he'd thought would be revenge turned on him.
A spider's nest was where he took her and embraced her into darkness. That darkness festered as the creatures crawled up her body and bit her over and over making her scerams resonate into the night. The venom laced with the vampire blood shifted making her a vampire and yet not. Sight was different, slightly lowered light sensability but there was something more. Blood like web that when wounded she could use to flee or bind someone to which she intended to feed upon. It was a pittiful way to die. Bound in blood and losing your own, it was a hard way to go.
Stalking the night she'd kept the one loyalty to maxim until it had reached her ears that he had become human once more. Turning his back to all those that had been loyal. So she watched and waited, rumors had a way of not being true sometimes. She wanted the truth so with not much else to do, she watched, waited for this slayer to show forth if they were true. A pity if it was the truth, she did care for her cousin. Respect was there since she was little but it was a fading memory amongst the see of chaos.
Would the hunter truely wish to reveal the rumors to light. If so would The Widow make her midnight introduction once more. Calculating indigo eyes watched for now, it was a pity that it was like this. But not all homecomings came with a happy ending. One could only hope, the rumors were not true.
Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 12:29 pm
