The Light In The Darkness (Closed)

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Chole Reed
Age: 21

Chole was the kind of girl who followed her heart and her instincts, which was why she was not in that car that night when her parents died. She tried to stop them but they said she was "Over Reacting!" but she wasn't and she knew it as well. She watched them drive off and she had collapsed onto her knees as she screamed out so loudly, it would be a scream that "He" could hear. She heard the crash and everyone came out, tears falling down her face as she knew this would happen. She hated this ability she had she never understood it but she always followed it, so she decided to start over if that was even possible, with everything going on, she was so afraid of what would happen, or whom she would meet. From that moment on she felt nothing her heart was stone and she got through school best she could, she went from having the highest GPA from not giving a shit. She managed to graduate but that was about it. When she graduated she did the best she could. Her heart told her this wasn't her home anymore, so she decided to do only one thing.

Run!

Chole had tried to run from her past and it was something that was far from easy, she left America once her family died in that accident. She didn't understand why she was still alive, and yet in a different country she felt even more empty. She made a life for herself or tried to anyway. She was a singer at a small tavern but ever since she started to sing there she noticed a man. He looked to be in his thirties maybe even younger, but something about him made her heart beat fast and her blood boil. But every time she tried to talk to him after her music he had taken off, until finally one night that was going to change. She was in a black dress that the top part was made from leather and the skirt part of her dress looked to be black feathers. She had black streaks in her hair, and her nails were painted black and her lipstick and eye shadow was black as well. This was the one time to talk to him in a way but as the bouncer opened up the door people stopped talking and as she walked forward everyone moved out of her way, and then she saw him up close and personal but as she brushed him something happened and she felt something.

Something was wrong with Chole that much was seen on her face as she stumbled on stage, panting softly. He didn't do anything she was the one that brushed past him and nothing happened. But these feelings of….love? She noticed people heading toward her but she put her hand out in a stop gesture shaking her head. She slowly got back up on her feet and stood before them. Her brown eyes locking onto the strangers and didn't know why, her hand was over her heart as something within her was shaken. She adjusted the mic and cleared her throat for the first time she was going to speak as she sat on the stool. "I will be singing a different song, this song I have been working on since I started to work here" Her American accent giving away she was a New Yorker. No one ever heard her talk before accept maybe the owner of the place she worked. She was a beautiful woman who was kind to everyone, and when she sang she took those who listened to her music on a trip. As she closed her eyes and relaxed her heart beat, she heard her music start to play and she actually smiled.

The music came out as something from a child's song perhaps, but when it got louder her eyes locked onto the man who had been there every night and she felt compelled to try to get his attention. Within this song she was baring his soul to him. And when she sang the Latin she put on the accent like she had spoken it, funny thing was she didn't even know she knew it. She wanted his attention and would she get it?

Her Song - City Of The Dead
 
Wilhem Blut
Age: 452

This might look like some stereotype but Wilhem lived in what could be called a castle, dropped on the tip off a hill, which layed deep in a dark and supposely damned woods somewhere in Transilvania. He chose this secluded place 278 years ago for living, yet Wilhem was far from cut of the world since then.

The Blut family was an old, powerful and respected one for centuries in the european vampire community. Every humans had heard of them and the Blut were their darkest nightmares, until the arrival of western vampire hunters. Wilhem was born during that time and he witnessed the slaughter of his whole 45 member family in only one decade. Thanks to his turned into vampire mother, he got an early open minded education and he never took charge against humans for the death of his family. In fact it was quite the opposite: he hated how his own community only viewed humans as blood cans. So when he herited of the family fortunate, as the last member not turned into ashes, he massively invested in mankind development, so hunderd years after, he earned several famous hospitals and high tech companies all over Europe.

To keep his true nature secret, he changed his appearence every 30 years, making them aging a little to avoid his collaborator suspicions.

While he was on a business trip to discuss about next main orientations with the counsil of one of his companies on wireless, ultrasound and laser technologies, Wilhem kept going every night to a place where a singer was performing. He could be nothing else but confused when he saw her for the first time. The singer on the stage looked like and had the same voice than his former human whitch wife who died burnt by some religious fanatics 305 years ago because she saved a whole village from diseases with precursory methods that religious didn t want to hear of. Past the first shock, he remained quiet and in dark shadows to watch her. Wilhem noticed several times her glances on him and he was sure she could clearly see him despite the darkness surrending him. He instinctively knew without using his mental capabilities that she would be looking for him after the show so he always left as soon as she finished, fearing he couldn t hold himself together if he ever faced her.

But that night, the meeting ended late and he had to hurry to on time to see her. To literaly cross the city, he change himself in mist, moving faster than any other being could in this crowded and sinuous city. Wilhem took back his human form with his long black coat with a smart dark red shirt and his well cut jacket. His whole figure looked pretty smart if his unfamiliar black leather hiking boots were forgotten. He joined in just in time before her stage entrance, unfortunately his favourite corner was already crowded so he stood in the middle of the pit, easily noticeable with at least half a head above anyone else in the room. That s how their glances met. During a heart beat, he truly thought she was his beloved wife back from the kingdom of the dead... but no, at least could she be her reincarnation, but he highly doubted about it because it was something he never witnessed in his long life. Genetic says it was very unlikely but not impossible that she could look the same as his deceased wife.

When she started singing, her song vibrated strong and powerful in him... and a single blood tear dropped down from the inner corner of his left eye, flowing on his cheek along hid nose, following his lip curves and fell on the floor.

In a blink of a eye he vanished though. This encounter awakened some primal needs in him: his body was screaming for revange and blood! Usually a blood bag could satisfy him but not tonight, he needed hot fresh blood. In the nearby dark streets he quickly found some rogue threatening with a knife a defenseless crying woman who knew what terrible fate was in front of her. However, Wilhem stealthily came behind the man and grabbed his shoulder to turn him back. In reflex the stranger stabbed Wilhem who efgortless punched the man who flew across the street. At that moment, the lights of a car light up the scene, in backlight the vampire removed the bloody knife and smiled, making his teeth grow. At this sight, the woman in desesperate effort, screamed and ran away leaving her purse in the street while the rogue remained frozen, scared to death. He knew nobody should survive the cut he did to Wilhem. The vampire slowly got closer to the pathetic man and started playing with him just like some cats can do with mice, before drinking his blood and ripping off his victim dead body.

Once he got calmed down, Wilhem went back to the place he suddently left earlier. Unfortunately the show was now done and the room empty. He blamed himself to not be able to control his pulsions and was about to leave with the strongest regrets he had felt for maybe the last 100 years; when he heard some muted footsteps in his back.

(I appologize for potential mistakes, and hope you won t blame too quickly someone for writing in a foreign language)
 
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She had no idea what was going on in the moment she burst out and allowed her heart to beat again, finally she watched him leave but had a feeling she would see him again. She walked up to the table and noticed something, she bent down as her hair fell down her face and she brushed her hair away and saw one dot of red. She placed her hand on the table putting the red substance on her finger, it was warm and thought it was blood, it looked like it and she sure as hell wasn't going to taste it. But he was a bigger mystery then even she even knew, picking up her head and continued to walk out. But by the time she had it was late and she saw a man before her as she slowly walked up to him and knew it was him, she stopped for a moment but she cleared her throat and sighed softly. She made sure that he was the one and he was, she could feel a certain feel around him. She walked around him and could not help but smile as she walked right up to him. "I wondered when I was going to speak to you.." She said with a soft look on her face. She pulled her jacket on since it was chilly and saw her breath in the darkness looking up into his eyes, she tilted her head seeing something within him, like a darkness that was thick as smoke.

She stood before him and had no idea what was going to happen, she locked onto his eyes and felt and saw "Something" there. She had no idea what but she felt connected to me. She had picked up his language rather quickly so she spoke in it. "My name is Chole" She said She figured he spoke English because he came to see her every night. Everything seemed to stop around them it was just the two of them, as her hands went into her pockets, ever since she brushed past him and had no idea what else to say. "I feel connected to you and I don't know why, ever since I brushed up against you, I have felt....more awake." She didn't know if he felt the same thing as she did perhaps it was a one way connection. She wanted to know she walked right up to him. "Who are you....?"

(Its fine I love it)
 
The singer was the one who broke the silence. She seemed so fragile to Wilhem while she put on her jacket in the chilling air. The vampire was so confused by her appearence that he remained silent until she introduced herself. Then more by habit than anything else, while grabbed her hand and replied "I am Wilhem, it s a pleasure to meet you" and he kissed the upper part of her hand before she burried both of them in her pockets.

Wilhem heard her talking but his mind was lost, as in a mist. He only got back to reality when she asked "Who are you...?" Snorting, he took back control of himself and said "I would love to answer your question if you made me the honor of your company for the night. I am currently staying at the excelsior hotel, unless you prefer another place? Take your time to choose while I call for a car". Wilhem then withdrew his phone from his pocket and called a private driver. "The car will pick us up in 5 min, where do you want to go?"

When he called for the car, Wilhem got back his usual composure, while, and he couldn t understand why, he was nervous and lost all his poise as soon as he layed eyes on this woman. He never imagined he could still be that soft after all the bad and sad events he had been through during his long life. Yet, he really wanted to know more about her and, from the bottom of his heart, he didn t want lose track of her.
 
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She felt lost when she felt his lips on her hand before she put them in her pockets and felt at ease with him and didn't know why. She heard what he said into the phone and she heard something knock a trash can over and she turned toward the sound and saw a dog and by the looks of it was feral. She took a step towards the dog hearing a growl erupt from the dogs lips, but she felt nothing but love. She slowly reached out her hand with a bag and took out some meat she had saved from her dinner that night. She tossed the big piece of meat in the dogs direction and watched the animal slowly sniff the meat then eat it. Chole showed no fear as she slowly got down on her knees.

She had hidden talents she was the kind of girl everyone loved, she extended her hand out to the animal as it slowly smelt her fingers then licked her fingers his ears falling against his head and sitting down in front of her. Slowly her fingers touched this beautiful creature and ran her fingers through his smooth and very soft fur. Looking up into his eyes she saw something there but didn't know what, she kissed the dog on the head and it took off into the darkness. It showed a great inner strength and beauty as she watched the dog vanish into the night as she stood back on her feet.

"I don't care where we go as long as we get to know each other, I have always been able to tell good people from bad, and for some odd reason I trust you. I have no family nor friends not that I wanted them for the longest time." She walked right up to him as she heard a car coming around the corner. She turned her head seeing a long black limo and couldn't help but smile at the car. "I thought I figured life out but I guess I will see if you are a wolf in sheep's clothing" Looking down for a moment. "Or perhaps I am?" She smirked a little at the thought. She felt so...

Alive.

"Come take me where ever doesn't matter to me, perhaps where you are staying for a drink?"
 
Wilhem watched Chole interacting with the dog with both curiosity and amusement. She was definitely someone of interest who didn t fit with commonly acceptable standarts, and Wilhem liked that. He had never be attracted by sexy empty dolls as our modern societies like to create tons of them.

When the black limo arrived, Wilhem, as a gentleman, opened the door to the lady who would accompany him for the rest of the night. Once the door shut, he went to the driver to tell him their destination. The vampire followed the advice for a place to get a drink. As he sat in the confortable leathered backseat next to Chole, said: "we re heading to the city center, i hope you ll enjoy the place as much as i do."

During the ride, Wilhem asked what did she do with the dog with no faint curiosity. The car finally stopped in front of an old stone building, it didn t specially look luxurious and certainly not the cracked wooden door they went in by. The gloomy inside corridor was only light with few electric aged imitation candles, walls covered with dark red and a carpet on the whole floor. At the back of the row, a receptionist, held behind a light wood desk, made them sign to approach. His face light up when he reconized Wilhem :
- good evening Mister Blut, your usual place? With the appropriate confidentiality?
- good evening Victor, yes that would be lovely please.
- it s registered then. I ll let you lead your guest.
- much appreciated."
And Wilhem stealthily dropped a fair tip on the desk before inviting Chole to follow him. He opened the third door on the right and they entered in a row which looked like as in the middle of a luxurious jungle, the kind of jungle people used to imagine in the XIXs century. The fourth door on the left opened on a typical XIX century british cabinet. There layed a big dark wood bar with a big mirror behind it, surrended by shelves with all sort of colored liquid bottled you could imagined of. In the center of the room four big brown leathered armchaird, a mixed wood and iron coffee table and a rugular table with a lamp on it. The light was strong enough to be able to read without being too bright.

Wilhem helped Chole to take off her jacket and put it with her bag and his coat on the waiting hanger next to the door. The opposit wall was totally recovered by a huge bookshelf. Walking back to the chairs, the vampire asked with a soft and almost swallowed voice: "what would you like to drink Chole? They can do anything you have already drunk or dreamed of." Once she said her order, he went to the bar. Then a hidden door in the bookshelf opened and the bartender came in.
- good evening mister,
- good evening Hector, you heard the lady didn t you? And for me a PTSD please."
Then Wilhem went back to the chair while the drinks were being prepared.

Once sat he said "I believe you have many questions about this place, it s a simple private club that I helped creating 10 years ago. As you may have heard, I am Mr. Blut, Wilhem Blut. I stopped to this city because I am at the executive board of the W.U.S.A.L. company. However I don t live here but in east Europe. The other day I randomly entered in this pub and I was really impressed by your performance, so I went back the next nights."

The whole time he was speaking, he stucked his stare deep in Chole s eyes. He had trouble to resist his urge to touch her while she was sitting so close to him. Then the bartender arrived with the drinks, give the one to the lady and removed a bell glass full of smoke which disappeared revealing Wilhem glass. He took it from the bartender s hand and cheered with his guest
 
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She listened to everything and was having a lovely time. She looked around seeing how rich the people there looked. She didn't know what to drink so thought of one thing. "Long Island Ice Tea" she spoke simply and to the point. Watching and listening to him speak. When she heard him say his name she knew who he was. Knowing he was like royalty. He had money but had no idea about his dark side or that he had one. When they sat she enjoyed herself and was flattered that he liked her music. "I don't think my music is that great. I always have my full heart into my music. But I must admit I'm not sure what you believe I possible. But there is something about you that is very... familiar. When I brushed past you tonight my heart filled with love even though we have never met. "
 
Wilhem was surprised that he might have seemed familiar to Chole. "I think I know what you re talking about". Watching her, he took his glass and drank a bit. Putting back his glass, he added "to be honest, there is another reason why I came all these nights... you look like my deceased wife, and when I saw you for the first time, I almost believed you were her, but i know it wasn t possible. Fate never jokes nor apologizes."

Sitting deeper in his chair, Wilhem closed his eyes and recalled his best memories of his wife. After few seconds, he straightened and said "but enough talk about me, tell me more about you please"
 
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She was taken back when he said she looked like his wife and something kicked her in the stomach and didn't understand what she was feeling, looking down she saw that he seemed rather lost and titled her head to the side. "I wouldn't be so sure Wilhem there are a ton of people and religions that would disagree with you on that" She sipped her drink which was very good, the way it went down her throat and made her almost warm inside. Tilting her head to the side as she started to think of a couple things, but when he wanted to know more about her she blushed. Running her fingers against the glass and thought about where her life had taken her, closing her eyes she could feel a pit in her stomach and unsure what to say. She heard herself scream in her head as her eyes opened and took another sip, she had been through a lot in her short life. "I don't even know where to start..." She said softly. Her eyes showed so much emotion it was almost hard to breath, tilting her head as she sat back a bit.

"I have always been...different I have never understood certain things. I am twenty one years old but moments before my parents died I knew they were going to die, I don't know if its a gift or a curse. I begged my father to listen to me, but he said I was dreaming it that they would be back at midnight. They got four blocks away when I heard the explosion and I could see the smoke in the air." Tears fell down her cheeks as she took a bigger sip of her drink. She didn't know what to say to him as she collected herself. As fast as she started she stopped crying and shook away the loneliness that she had felt for a very long time. It almost hurt her, looking down she brushed her tears away to ignore the pain and tried to hide it. Gripping the napkin inches from her other hand and shook her head, she was kind of angry. She hated it when she felt weak in his presence, she was tired of being alone and wanted it to all to sleep. Her eyes looked up and locked up onto his own.

"I have been alone so long....im Tired of it, I want to be able to" She was a bit tipsy from the drink but held her booze. She placed her had onto his. 'Maybe you can make me feel..."
 
As soon as Wilhem asked his question, he saw an attitude change in Chole. It first looked like some serious introspection but a little after she started talking, he could feel like a great despair in her. The death of her parents had without a doubt a huge impact on her life. Chole tried to hide her emotions but Wilhem could almost read in her as an opened book.

He took the anger she felt as a proof of her will to fight against destiny. As he wanted to ease her, he took her arms in his cold hands, he hoped she could understand in his move and glance that he would be ready to support her if she ever asked for his help.

"Loneliness is a bitter and ungrateful friend." Wilhem slowly bent over until his lips reached Chole s ones. In the same time, one of his hands moved up along her arm to end on her shoulder. The vampired had mixed feelings, in one hand he wanted to be like the parental figure she never got, but in the other hand, her appearance woke up so many long forgotten desirs. The contact of their lips made his choice drifting to the latter.

Moving his hands, he could lift her effortless and he laid her down on his lap. Then he was able to press more on his kiss and eventually parted his lips to let his tongue darting out and lick her lips.
Now his hands were running all over her back, enjoying the contact of his sentitive skin on her tight outfits.
 
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She was a different kind of person and she felt deep down he maybe the soul she always wanted to be with. She felt that she always was meant to be with. But she was a little surprised when he kissed her. But the shocked look only lasted three seconds and kissed him in return. She was getting aroused which could be felt and smelt through her blood. Her black shirt sleeve part of her dress fit every curve of her top half. When she felt a part of him stir and feeling against her lips him wanting to go in her mouth and only waited two seconds.

She felt his kiss get more intense she wrapped her arms around his neck. She moaned into his lips following how intense he made her. But as she grew into his passion something else would fill his nose. The fact she was a virgin would fill his nose. But with how she moaned and kissed him it was something she want changed. Her fingers went into his hair holding him close like any lover.
 
He was glad she answered to him with the same lust ashis. Wilhem s hands couldn t resists, they needed to discover her whole body. So they began running all over her back and arms. Time to time, they reached her firm belly, everytime higher than the previous. They were irresistibly attracted by her wonderfull breasts. Finally both hands ended on her breasts. They gentle kneaded them. Chole s body reaction was a true delight for the vampire and it kept turning him on. His breath got heavier and deeper. He only broke the kiss to lower himself, while he pulled down her top to free her chest. His mouth easily found her nipples and ge started licking and sucking them. At first with light touches to tease it before avidely swallow them.

Now Wilhem could only listen to his senses, there was no logic anymore. He wanted to make love to his wife the same he did while she was still alive. He had all forgotten about Chole and he was eager to redo all the treatment he used to do to his willing and loving human wife
 
She laid back allowing him to do what ever he wanted to do to her, she bit her lip groaning leaning against the chair, the bottom half of her dress was close to her hips it was the very bottom that seemed to have feathers. Looking at him there was something familiar something inside her was waking up and got visions of him not fucking her but loving her in a way only a vampire could. But she didn't realize the vampire part of him. Her heart was racing feeling his cool hands on her body.
 
While Wilhem mouth was still focused on her now bare breasts, one of his hands went down between her accessible crotch. He could feel her wetness under his fingers. He was glad she was willing to give up her body to him so he decided he would please her untill her body couldn t stand it anymore.

The vampire removed her underwear to access her sensitive flower. He gentle rubbed it with light touches with the tip of his index, sometimes rolling it to use its nail. Still alternatively sucking her nipples, he pressed a little more on her clit each time Chole expressed her pleasure. Then, his finger went down, following her intimate lips. Down of her slit, his finger very slowly entered in her. It easily slided in the welcoming pussy, but then got stopped. Could it be that Chole is still a virgin?

Wilhem pressed his finger deeper in her. He froze, there was no doubts anymore about her status as the blood smell revealed to him. The vampire couldn t breath it and ignore the blood call. Straightening, the vampire removed his finger and brought it to his mouth. Her blood was as tasty as the one of his wife. He sucked cleaned his finger, recalling the memory of the first time he drank his wife blood.

Wilhem remover Chole pants before wide opening her legs and he went down on her. His agile tongue first licked her clit to thanks her for the red flow. Soon after, the tongue followed the slit and got in her, sucking all the blood released by the wounded hymen.

All given up to his thirst and delight, the vampire grabbed one of Chole legs and squeezed it hard enough to let a bruise on her skin.
 
She had been taken back a little by what he was doing to her, feeling him grip onto her leg seeing a bruise form. Something about him felt familiar with his touch and she didn't understand why. Everything within her was on fire why did he do this to her when she didn't know him...? Or did she?

Something wasn't right but then felt right she was so confused what was going on. Smiling she knew this was going to be different, watching him drink her blood? Something primal was being seen but she just smiled.
 
Wilhem ate her out until the blood stopped. This was tje most intense experience he had in years. The fact that the blood came from a virgin, it decuplated the pleasure and made it even more delightful for him.

Straightening, his red lips, as red as he had used a red stick, found Chole ones for another kiss. While doing it, the vampire easily torn off her closed, exposing her body to his eyes. After having thoroughly watched her naked body he smiled and then bent over to lick her neck while his hand kneaded her both breast and ass.

Wilhem brain collapsed deep in his pants and his hands, lips and mouth were only mere appendixes to enhance desire. He might not be able to resist long anymore before diving deep in her. He could say she was eager for it, but he wanted for her to beg him to do so before he lost all control of himself
 
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She was growing more excited which felt like something that was perfect, she moaned feeling his lips over her neck, she loved the way he held her. She couldn't believe what she was doing with him, closing her eyes as her heart raced and the feeling alone was perfect. She held him close letting him do what ever he wanted to do with her. "Wilhem...." She groaned It was like her brain exploded and she felt light and free.
 
Her moans and groans mesmerized the vampire who drifter more and more on the desire slope. He moved one finger on oofne side of Chole s breast, doing so, its sharped nail cut deep enougth her skin and a thin red bleeding line appeared. Wilhem tongue immediately licked clean the wound, savoring the tasty blood, making him feel dizzy of pleasure.

His other hand pressed on her firm belly and his nail operated a new bloody cut there. This one bleeded more and once the first wound stopped leaking blood, few drops had enough time to collapse together and create a big ruddy pearl on her tummy.

It was at that moment that she called him by his name. The vampire totally gave up his mind to his primal sensations and needs. He dipped the tip of his tongue in the growing red dot from additionnal blood while his hands rushed to undo his belt and pants. His clothes falling down, they revealed his well erected shaft. Wilhem drank the remaining blood in a thirsty lick and he lifted Chole as a doll before slowly impaling her on his vigorous cock. As soon as the head touched her lower lips, he let escape a heavy and loud groan of satisfaction. He hadn t had sex for several decades and all his tamed passions would soon be unleashed. He felt so good and warm in her virgin pussy. The pleasure was to strong that he shoved his sharped nails in her ass to lower her until he fully penetrated her.
 
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