Who: Franklin, Capa, Hayley. [Closed].
What: Not content with hand-outs-that-clot, Franklin searches elsewhere.
Where: Art room.
When: Nighttime.
Note: Forward-dated to Thursday.
Rating: R. Blood and death.
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It had been four nights since he had his last drink. )
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Within a second he was behind her. With both hands he grabbed the back of her shirt. He chuckled, a sinister sound, and spoke in her ear.
"You should be more careful where you wander, little girl." He then pulled her backwards out of the chair.
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He glanced over and noticed the taser. Just beyond her grasp, but not his. He grasped the object, and looked it over.
"Now, what would a pretty thing like you need with a weapon like this?"
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"For creeps like you," she growled, still struggling despite the terrifying realization that she was going nowhere.
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"I obviously don't have to ask if you're an inmate," she laughed, finally surrendering. Her body returned to normal and, realizing what was coming, almost curved and arched to invite it in. Pain, something new.. anything to feel again. With a small smile, she tilted her neck to look to the side, to expose her skin to him. "Can I at least ask your name?"
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"What, so you could use it against me later? Tattle to your warden?" He was amused, almost playful. "Why would I take that risk, luv?"
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He lowered his head and licked at her neck. The heartbeat. He could hear it pulsing so loudly, a sensual song, tempting more than her gesture of surrender had. "You act as if you have a choice." Then he bit down, penetrating the soft flesh she'd so easily offered. Franklin moaned in pleasure, a sound close to a growl, when the hot blood flooded his mouth. Drinking greedily, he was oblivious to his surroundings.
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The fear that she would not survive had not quite hit her yet, but it was getting close. The only thing she could do was prey that someone found her. As a last ditch effort, Hayley yelled out to anyone who might happen to be nearby. "Help! Someone! Please!"
She had to focus to prevent sheer desperation from coloring her tone, knowing predators usually thrived on a loss of control.
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Then she was yelling, and he cringed at the shrill sound of her voice. "Shut up!" He yelled and slapped her hard across the face. Her voice was a minor annoyance, but combined with the building rage at being interrupted, he had lost what little self-control he had.
Franklin grabbed her other hand around the wrist. With both her hands now trapped in his, he squeezed. When he felt the bones break, he didn't stop, just kept his hold. He bit down at the pulse point of the hand she'd used to punch him, tearing through her skin viciously. He wanted her to feel as much pain as possible.
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If it did...well, they would have to cross that bridge when they came to it.
He was confident that Hayley could take care of herself...but that thought was cut short just as he decided that he might try and sleep on his cold, hard floor.
He heard the scream before he was alerted to the danger she was in. Leaping up, he threw open the door and heard what was happening down the hallway. Heard Hayley's voice.
"Hey!"
Not even bothering with stealth, he just took off at a sprint, one hand trailing against the wall so the he would be able to keep track of where he was going. His aim was her attacker, of course, but Capa really was no fighter.
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Then there was something else-- someone else. Hayley used what little energy remained to twist her head up to look at the new arrival. At her former savior. Tears started to fall from her eyes and she wasn't sure if it was the pain or seeing Capa or the realization that if Capa didn't save her, she was going to die. Her entire body seemed on fire and she was surprised to find she could move her mouth to make sounds at all.
"Capa.." She tried to call out, but it came more as a strangled whisper.
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Franklin turned towards the sound of Capa, and growled. He was off Hayley in a split second, and pinned the weak human to the wall, hand around his throat. He squeezed just enough to make Capa gasp for breath.
"Go. Away." He was intentionally close to Capa's face. If there was any illumination at all, the fresh blood on Franklin's lips and chin would be difficult to miss, as would his fangs. "Do not interfere, unless you'd like to meet the same fate."
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"Let...her go," he managed to choke out, hoping that he could distract him long enough for Hayley to get away...or something. He didn't know. He could only take it in faith.
Because, of course, he knew that they weren't going to get out of this alive. He had already created that thought in his mind and it stayed there.
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