game time..
I looked around the dark streets of this new Sunnydale. This new world, it was so sickeningly sweet and the people here go along with their lives so carelessly. Not one of them knows what awaits them. Beautiful death, waiting in every dark corner, every time they're alone at night. And I would be the one causing it, of course. I smiled. It'd be such fun to destroy this lovely little town. To increase the little twinge of fear that these people naturally have, to increase the volume of that little warning bell in the back of their brains. And they ought to be afraid. Their blood will fill oceans. It'll be a big party, and we can use their intestines as streamers.
I made a mental note of this. The intestines-as-streamers thing. No better way to cap off a party than with the thick scent of blood.
I had to get back to my black-eyed girl soon. She was doing one of her little spells to keep that portal open. As far as I'm concerned, the job is done- we made it; but she's more focus-y, I suppose. I could change that, in time. Or at least get her to focus on other games.. I smiled to myself at that. She would make a great playmate, once she stopped being All-Work-And-No-Play Willow. That was never fun.
But first a little snack, my tummy was getting all rumbly. Good thing this town is an all you can eat buffet. Licking my lips a bit, I stopped the cutest little girl whose Mommy wasn't paying enough attention to her. Too busy with her own life to notice. Shame on her. Whispering my sweetest whispers, I pulled the pretty little thing into an alleyway and gave her my nicest smile. She was cute as a button with her shiny yellow hair spilling over her shoulders like a bunch of curly fries, and those small jeans, small hands, small feet. So adorably helpless. A flick of my wrist and she'd snap in two. Mmm, the thought made me all warm inside. I kneeled in front of her.
"What's your name?"
"Emma"
Such an innocent little girl's name. Part of why I usually don't feed on children very often, unless I'm in the mood for something sweet. The older ones, though, they're delicious. So dirty and hormone-filled... feeding on them is like sneaking a cookie from the cookie jar. So wrong and delicious. But she would do for tonight. Something pure sounded just as yummy right now. But not if she kept talking, asking me to bring her to Mommy... I pouted. That wasn't very nice at all. She could have just as fun here with me. Or else, I could just have the fun.
"Shhhh.. We're going to play a little game. You like games, don't you?"
She nodded this tiny little nod, yes I could just eat her up... I moved her heavy hair out of my way, exposing that thin layer of soft skin on her neck. I could feel her heartbeat, smell her fear. It made me all tingly. But I wanted to taste it. Leaning closer, I licked her neck, just for a little sample of what was to come. Something to whet my appetite. She was like pure sugar, tasted a bit like a rasberry lolly. Mm. Wanted more. I let my real face come out to join the fun.
"Time to play." I whispered, covering her mouth to muffle the pretty screams, and sinking my teeth into just the right spot on her neck, draining her slowly. I let her hot saccharine blood trickle down my throat, until the fire trucks came to put out whatever inferno was blazing inside her. I licked the last of it from my lips, dropping little Emma to the ground and going back into the bar, a smile on my face. Now that my tummy was done being all growly, I could get back to business.
Because that other world was getting boring. There was terror everywhere, which smells so good at first, but when not even half of it is caused by me, then that's no fun. Nothing more to do, hardly anything or anyone left to smash and thrash. But here, here I can make a mark. Break the little boys and girls like china dolls. I circled my other me, resting my chin on her shoulder.
"So, what now?"
I made a mental note of this. The intestines-as-streamers thing. No better way to cap off a party than with the thick scent of blood.
I had to get back to my black-eyed girl soon. She was doing one of her little spells to keep that portal open. As far as I'm concerned, the job is done- we made it; but she's more focus-y, I suppose. I could change that, in time. Or at least get her to focus on other games.. I smiled to myself at that. She would make a great playmate, once she stopped being All-Work-And-No-Play Willow. That was never fun.
But first a little snack, my tummy was getting all rumbly. Good thing this town is an all you can eat buffet. Licking my lips a bit, I stopped the cutest little girl whose Mommy wasn't paying enough attention to her. Too busy with her own life to notice. Shame on her. Whispering my sweetest whispers, I pulled the pretty little thing into an alleyway and gave her my nicest smile. She was cute as a button with her shiny yellow hair spilling over her shoulders like a bunch of curly fries, and those small jeans, small hands, small feet. So adorably helpless. A flick of my wrist and she'd snap in two. Mmm, the thought made me all warm inside. I kneeled in front of her.
"What's your name?"
"Emma"
Such an innocent little girl's name. Part of why I usually don't feed on children very often, unless I'm in the mood for something sweet. The older ones, though, they're delicious. So dirty and hormone-filled... feeding on them is like sneaking a cookie from the cookie jar. So wrong and delicious. But she would do for tonight. Something pure sounded just as yummy right now. But not if she kept talking, asking me to bring her to Mommy... I pouted. That wasn't very nice at all. She could have just as fun here with me. Or else, I could just have the fun.
"Shhhh.. We're going to play a little game. You like games, don't you?"
She nodded this tiny little nod, yes I could just eat her up... I moved her heavy hair out of my way, exposing that thin layer of soft skin on her neck. I could feel her heartbeat, smell her fear. It made me all tingly. But I wanted to taste it. Leaning closer, I licked her neck, just for a little sample of what was to come. Something to whet my appetite. She was like pure sugar, tasted a bit like a rasberry lolly. Mm. Wanted more. I let my real face come out to join the fun.
"Time to play." I whispered, covering her mouth to muffle the pretty screams, and sinking my teeth into just the right spot on her neck, draining her slowly. I let her hot saccharine blood trickle down my throat, until the fire trucks came to put out whatever inferno was blazing inside her. I licked the last of it from my lips, dropping little Emma to the ground and going back into the bar, a smile on my face. Now that my tummy was done being all growly, I could get back to business.
Because that other world was getting boring. There was terror everywhere, which smells so good at first, but when not even half of it is caused by me, then that's no fun. Nothing more to do, hardly anything or anyone left to smash and thrash. But here, here I can make a mark. Break the little boys and girls like china dolls. I circled my other me, resting my chin on her shoulder.
"So, what now?"