06-08-2004, 04:00 PM
Matthias was probably the only one to smile at the sight of the scars on Tatyana's bosom and the hiss in her voice. He really didn't seem changed, not even slightly since the day he lost his soul. Little did this merry band know that he even had a soul and the struggle Matthias had with the demons in his mind.
The rat had merely been a diversion for the rest of the group, they would probably never find the woman he drank from and buried in the woods. He had seduced her after his last act, when only she remained behind. For the night, he had been a total gentleman but just as the woman was to give up her chastity to him, she found the teeth that she had admired puncturing her neck. Both hearts pounded long and loudly before her beat slowly stopped. Now, Matt was struggling with what he had done, but she had been so luscious. How could I not?
It had been a struggle that Matthias experienced every time he drank from a human. But he knew, that it would no longer matter tomorrow. After all, Matt was a man (or rather a vampire) that lived from day to day, each day different with only a few constants. This group, his thirst for blood (and all that came with it), and his soul. And he wasn't even sure of the first and the last. He didn't bother rethinking past ventures, and by tomorrow night this time, he would probably have already forgotten the woman's face. Only the beating of the heart was all the memory he had left of his victims, although one face would always be there, his mother. She was perhaps the only reason he had joined this group, because deep down, even though Matt didn't know it, he needed someone there for him, to treat him with the respect he now needed, thanks to his soul, and keep him earthbound, only like friends could.
Damn the priest that gave me a soul. He scowled in his thoughts, all had been so much easier back then. Darius, Celeste, Elizabeth, Victor (or Victoria, as he preferred to be called) and himself, wreaking havoc night by night till only him and Darius were left, the curse of a soul placed upon them. Darius... how can you possibly consider this a gift?
"So, anyone got some kind of tale about beasties and mystic kings to tell around this lovely fire?"
The rat had merely been a diversion for the rest of the group, they would probably never find the woman he drank from and buried in the woods. He had seduced her after his last act, when only she remained behind. For the night, he had been a total gentleman but just as the woman was to give up her chastity to him, she found the teeth that she had admired puncturing her neck. Both hearts pounded long and loudly before her beat slowly stopped. Now, Matt was struggling with what he had done, but she had been so luscious. How could I not?
It had been a struggle that Matthias experienced every time he drank from a human. But he knew, that it would no longer matter tomorrow. After all, Matt was a man (or rather a vampire) that lived from day to day, each day different with only a few constants. This group, his thirst for blood (and all that came with it), and his soul. And he wasn't even sure of the first and the last. He didn't bother rethinking past ventures, and by tomorrow night this time, he would probably have already forgotten the woman's face. Only the beating of the heart was all the memory he had left of his victims, although one face would always be there, his mother. She was perhaps the only reason he had joined this group, because deep down, even though Matt didn't know it, he needed someone there for him, to treat him with the respect he now needed, thanks to his soul, and keep him earthbound, only like friends could.
Damn the priest that gave me a soul. He scowled in his thoughts, all had been so much easier back then. Darius, Celeste, Elizabeth, Victor (or Victoria, as he preferred to be called) and himself, wreaking havoc night by night till only him and Darius were left, the curse of a soul placed upon them. Darius... how can you possibly consider this a gift?
"So, anyone got some kind of tale about beasties and mystic kings to tell around this lovely fire?"