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 Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 6:07 pm
He watched her go, hidden behind a tree not too far away. His eyes flashed red before he began following her home. He hid in a bush not too far away from the front door as he watched her walk inside, a small, sinister smile flickering across his face. Evil filled his thoughts as he shivered, tilting his head but wincing from the slight pain in the back of his legs from bending down behind the branches.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 7:18 pm
 Della sat down on her couch in silence and darkness. The hair on the back of her neck had been on end since she'd opened her door, but she tried to push the feeling away and distract herself. She grabbed the daily paper and began filling out a cross word as if that would help anything.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 11:46 am
Damien finally got up and frowned, trying to find a way in as his eyes roamed over the house silently. He hid in a shadow, looking up at a far away window that was slightly ajar, and was probably the attic. He smiled once again as he glanced around for something he could climb up to get in, and noticed a big oak tree that stood almost next the house, and one of the big branches were close enough to the open space that he could get in easily.
He began climbing the big tree and was up on the branch in less than minutes, a concentrated expression on his face as he felt the branch wobble slightly. Being careful, he knew he wouldn't die if he fell from this height, but he might sprain something and his mission would be lost. These thoughts plaguing him, he took a deep breath as he brought himself to the edge of the branch, and it came down just enough for him to climb in the window. He put two hands on the window and propped it up farther so his whole body would fit.
His eyes flashed red as he pulled himself in slowly, the branch slapping his back side as it went back up. He winced at the slight pain, but it was gone quickly and he closed the window behind him, glancing around at his surroundings. He noticed figures in the corners of the room, covered with white sheets. He frowned, rolling his eyes as he noticed it was just another familiar human attic, and crossed the room in seconds. He opened the door without a sound, and his shoes made no sound as his head craned itself around the corner. He saw the Angel he had spoken to earlier on the couch, most of the lights off as she did something with pencil and paper.
He grinned in the dark, his white teeth showing up clearly. He went down the stairs, watching her just in case she turned. He barely breathed as he flew across the room, and was behind the couch quickly. He was only inches away from her, and his eyes went red as he closed his eyes and awaited his moment.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2012 7:02 pm
Della had filled out every word in less than thirty minutes. She sighed, still not able to get that demon off of her mind. She stood abruptly and paced back and forth then caught a glimpse of a shadow behind the couch. She jumped back as she quickly noticed who it was. No wonder the hair on the back of her neck was standing. "What do you want now?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 6:19 pm
Damien breathed in and out slowly, trying not get noticed, but once she was off the couch, he knew there was no where else he could hide without being seen. He sat there, the back pain in his legs returning. He didn't show any sign of fear or surprise when she jumped back and stared at him, the form of a question coming out of her beautiful mouth. "What do I want now? Hmm..you." He said the words with a flash of a smile as one minute, he was behind the couch and standing, and the next, he had a hold of her arm. His face was inches from her own as he stared into her eyes, his pupils red. His dangerous smile tilted to the side as he wondered what she was thinking.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 7:10 pm
Della gasped when he caught her arm. Inside, she was screaming, outside she was silent. She then remembered his answer to her question and flinched. "What do you want from me??"
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 5:22 pm
Damien tightened his hold on her arm, just enough to scare her more but not to hurt her. He grinned and pulled her closer to him, taking a few more seconds than he usually did to answer her question. He could feel the heat coming from her body, and he shivered, not being able to tear his eyes away from hers. "I-I want..." He murmured, biting his lip, unsure. He couldn't believe that this child woman was distracting him from his missions with her pathetic looks! He breathed shallowly, at a loss for words. He finally got his mind back, as he looked away from her slowly. "I want your blood." But even as he said it, his teeth didn't show in anger, and his eyes didn't glow as usual. He was confused by his emotions. He glanced to her lips and he had a sudden thought. Kill her...or kiss her?
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 6:11 pm
Della wanted to scream as Damien tightened his grip on her arm. She struggled to break free but was caught by his answer when he finally spoke. Her blood? She hypothesized that her blood could make him stronger...or he just wanted to kill her. Either way, she had the resolve to live. She wasn't just going to give up her life. She also noticed that he had turned away from her. Maybe this was the chance she needed. With him still holding her arm, she stood upright. "You cannot have my blood Damien." She grabbed the expandable staff she kept on her and used it to knock him back a few inches. With her other arm free she now wielded the weapon with both hands. "I know there is good in you. Just walk away please."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 3:44 pm
Damien was disappointed when she broke away from his grip, and he knew it would be hard to kiss her now. He sighed when she pulled out a weapon, and told him to walk away. He laughed with her formal, 'please'. As if that would make him stop and turn around, forgetting about her. It wasn't that easy, and a pathetic Angel should have known they would be no match for a powerful Demon. He grinned and tilted his head, showing no fear from the weapon. "But I need your sweet, delicious blood Della. And I shall have it, never fear." He took a step forward, his eyes trained on hers, not even bothering to glance down to see where the weapon was. He used a seductive and possessive voice as he said, "Della. I need it. You will be doing a good thing, I promise." He flashed her his white, sharper-than-human teeth, and took another step. His eyes glowed red, and he hoped she knew she would die if she tried to kill him. "I'll only take a little."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 6:04 pm
Della glanced at Damein's eyes and then his teeth. "I don't want to hurt you..." she pleaded. As she said this, she couldn't help but feel slightly calmer. Maybe it was the way he was speaking? It was almost as if she wanted to give Damien her blood. She held the weapon firmly and made her way towards the staircase. "Leave me alone now please." she asked again.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 6:54 pm
Damien laughed bitterly at her attempts to move away from him and plead. "Oh, but I don't want to hurt you, my pet. You don't realize how much pain you could be in if you don't listen..." He took two steps forward this time, his eyes trained on hers as he continued in a calm voice, "I can't leave you alone, love. I need you blood. We have discussed this." He showed his white teeth again, but this time it was in a hungry snarl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2012 7:28 pm
Della heard the snarl and flinched. She dropped the weapon and practically disappeared up the stairs. She hid in her walk in closet and began to ask for help. "Ariell, anyone, please! I don't want to learn anymore.." She sat in the dark and listened for Damien, wonderng how the man could change his personality so fast.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 2:47 pm
Damien laughed loudly when she dropped the weapon and bolted up the stairs. With another hiss, he didn't give it a second thought and followed her up, glancing around the dark hallway. He could see clearly in the dark, just as if it was daytime. His eyes scanned the rooms, as he looked under the beds and in closets. Finally, when he made it down to the end of the hallway, he heard whispering coming from the closet on the left. He grinned in the darkness, his white, sharp teeth visible. He cocked his head and listened as his eyes glowed, a bitter sweet aching in his stomach for her. He turned the handle slowly, wanting to see if she would try to run once again. He loved a good chase.
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 6:38 pm
Della heard the door handle shake and she knew it wasn't anyone she just called for. She should've just left him alone. She pulled her knees to her chest and spoke to Damien through the closed door. "Please Damien...Please."
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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2012 7:14 pm
 Damien heard her whisper his name, and continue pleading for him to stop. He turned the handle anyway and opened the door slowly for dramatic affect. He peered at her in the darkness, and saw that she had her knees drawn to her chest in a protective way. He shook his head and said in a sympathetic tone, "I'm sorry, Della. I have to. I have this...thing inside of me..you wouldn't understand." He shook his head and then hissed at her once before pulling her gently to her feet, wanting this to be as harmless as he could make it. He pulled her out of the closet, making sure he had a gentle but strong hold on her, and bent her head back, exposing her neck. He took in a breath as he savored the smell of her. He shivered. It was the most wonderful smell he had ever experienced. He pulled her closer to him as the scent wavered his concentration. His eyebrows furrowed as he stared into her beautiful eyes, the glowing of his own disappearing little by little. "You..smell..nice." He whispered the words, pausing before each one as he inhaled another breath.
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