An icy wind blew through the trees as the ominous black clouds rolled across the darkening night sky, obscuring the moon's ethereal glow that it cast down upon the surrounding area of the forest, and the forboding mansion within the distance. As the wind rose in pitch and strength, almost to a hurricane like gale and lightning forked across the sky like Zeus tearing the heavens asunder, the figure of a man appeared from the darkness outside the vicinity of the village that lay at the foot of the mansions reign.
Upon the first flash of lightning and boom of thunder roared out across the sky, the figure seemed as though he were a part of the coming storm a part of the darkness that covered the vicinity, and it's creator, for in truth he had such power and control over natural elements that reigned in this time of darkness and storm.
Dressed in a cloak as black as midnight upon the apex of the apocalypse, he walked through the village unhindered by rain nor sound, boots sloshing through mud and cloak swishing about in the wind as lights dimmed in windows, the occupants staring out of windows devoid of light, the only illumination was the lighthning that forked out across the sky. At every flash he seemed to move farther along the path, as though a ghost was within their presence. Their eyes followed him for a time as best they could, with a mixture of fear and awe held within their depths, before their faces withdrew back behind the curtains of their houses.
A cold smile touched the mans lips, as though he could sense or somehow even taste the fear they exuded at his prescence; pungent enough to sense, pungent enough to smell. Though barely noticeable by the inhabitants the cold flash of moonlight glinted off his teeth and fangs, before plunging into darkness again. Suddenly, the heavens opened upon themselves and a deluge of a waterfall seemed to seemed to drain what little sight was left.
Upon a last and truly brilliant flash of lightning, the wind whipped his hood back from his face and his shining white hair blew about his head in the strong wind, his eyes shining bright gold as he looked back over the village and a maniacal grin spread across his face as he threw back his head and laughed, laughed until the wind seemed to whip his body into dissipating shadows, that eerie laughter ringing out through the valley as his essence seemed to flow towards the mansion and disappear into the dark depths, and reappearing like a towering Demon from the floor, a black mist seeming to permeate the mansion's lower floors.
A glimmer, a shine, light seeming to reflect upon then emit away from something that lay within the cages of the shop. In a secluded corner of the shop, lay a cage with a creature that lay chained within, a plain black leather collar about his neck and chains connected to his hands that were attached to the wall at his back.
The faint light that reached the back of the shop, as well as the numerous flickering candles raised to give customers at least some knowledge and insight upon what they were seeing, revealed a man dressed in snug black jeans and a bloody-red silk shirt, that was slightly open at the neck to reveal his well muscled chest.
Perhaps the flickering of the light was cast forth when the creature blinked, or opened his eyes: for they seemed to shine and see into the very soul of those walking bye. Perhaps even it was the elongated fangs that were revealed when he smiled, sighed or even yawned with the boredom of simply sitting and waiting, waiting for the right person to claim what they saw.
Pet
The bell upon the door of the shop let out a small jingle as the door opened and an icy breeze rushed in through the door, seeming to brush every single cage and pet within as it passed. Silhoutted agaisnt the backdrop of dusk and the door to the shop, stood a man who exuded an aura of power, with eyes like emeralds that pierced the dim light of the shop. Letting the door fall shut behind him he walked leisurely into the shop, looking in the many cages along the way, his hands deep within the pockets of his coat.
Master
A figure dressed in red, red like new blood, walked through the halls of the mansion with a confident step and an aura of power that seemed both intriguing and starkly cold. Though one would think such a creature would stand out much like a beacon within the darkness of the mansion the figure seemed to shift in and out of focus, both within the shadows of the mansion and the stark ethereal moonlight filtering in through the windows of the edifice. In the brief moments when he seemed to be wholly visible upon this plain, his eyes shone like polished silver and pure glacial ice. A smile adorned his features as he walked through the mansion, glancing occasionally at those that passed him as he walked on his solitary sojourn.
A hand as cold as death brushes up the back of the girls spine, long nails dragging on exposed skin with a ghoulish enigma and feeling of forboding. Suddenly, that hand clamps about the girls neck from behind, nails digging into the pressure points in her neck, rendering helpless for a time.
A chuckle much like the sound of water falling over black rocks into an endless abyss is heard faintly through the shadows, growing stronger until the hairs upon her neck rise in anticipation and adrenalized fear.
A mans face appears from the shadows and looks briefly into her eyes for a moment before an elongated fang nips her ear and the creatures breath and presence drags over the girls skin like silken spiders. "Hehe, seems I've found a good meeal tonight eh?" He said with a slight hiss as his eyes turned ruby red and scraping his fangs across the neck of the victim held in check, sunk deep in a mix of erotic pain and pleasure as the blood was drunk from her body.
A soft humming sound can be heard from beneath the ground, growing steadily louder as though something was tunneling through the ground from beneath.Suddenly a glimmer of light shoots off of an ascending metal drill as it is thrust through the hole and into the air with terrific force, impaling itself within the floor above. A muffled scuffling can be heard from within the hole and a few moments later, Alidai emerged with a gasp, shaking the dust and dirt from hishair. "Gah..Wooh, well that was a tad bit harder than I thought it would be." he mutterd to himself as he climbed out. Looking around for a moment, he started brushing himself off, then suddenly straightened upwards and with a slight, "Aha!" turned his body at the waist to the left and whipped back the other way. His momentum carried him into a spin and he was lost for a few moments as a tornado of dust and dirt shot up from where he stood, blanketing the area for a time. As his momentum slowed he swayed slightly on his feet with a soft laugh as the world before his eyes spun for a time. Closing his eyes against the vertigo he waited until he felt secure then opened his eyes and smiled, as he was rid of the dust and dirt.
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