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nightray

The Nighte is my home
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I ride my st9000 series cyber hours threw the baron wastes of what used to be America that’s what it was before the wars that ripped the world about nearly 10,000 years ago. My eyes seem to go distant at the memories of the wars it wasn’t wat most expected it wasn’t the comis or the tearerests. It was the crechors of myth that came bubbling out of the shadows of man ignitions. They had finely groan sick of the humans ruling the weald and not even egnoleging them and when they did they would go on a killing spree and then promptly forget that they egzested.

It was the vampires and there minions that led the shadow crechers back in to the human world and it was war a horrible war of since agenst magic that ripped the land apart leaving large baron land scaips of nothing. The humans where finally throne back and where made in to the minority the pray for the vampires werewolves and demons. The good races staid in the other realms for the most part not wanting any thing to do with what was left of the once fruitful lands.

I frown as I remember my father the king of the entire vampire Count Dracula but my mother was human making me a Vampial. I grow up like a human with my mother until my 16th birthday when my father came for me. He wanted me at his side but my mother didn’t want to give me up so he killed her right there infrunt of me. I ran form hem but he cot me easily bringing me to he’s castile to begin my training as the prince that I was. I staid with hem for 500 years before I could finally run form hem and avoid the daemons that he sent to bring me back. I was able to kill or avoid them though. I had an advantage over the rest of the vampire race. Since I was half human if I avoided drinking blood I could walk in the day light and with stand the power of crosses and garlic a staick threw the hart or my head being cut off.

I traveled the world avoiding my fathers crecher and killing vampires for money and to get back at my father for killing my mother in front of my eyes like that…

I blink slowly as I relies that I have come to a small town of humans they watch me suspicion in there eyes at the site of the new person. I stop my cyber hours in front of a tavern. I slide off of its back landing easily on my feet. I stand at my foal 7 feet looking threw my long black her. I adjust my sword on my back the sword is that of a vampire hunter. All of the hunters hand there own sword still the werewolf hunters and daemon hunters had there own type along with a few other special weapons. I draw my black clock around me hiding every thing but my face.

A few people take one look at my cold eyes and pale face they hery away looking over there shoulders as if I was going to fallow them. My hand comes out of my clock patting the side of my horses neck saying "stay" in a soft voice that people would lean closer to hear with out thinking about it and obeying the command that they hear in it.

I walk in to the tavern slowly looking nether to my left or right but still aware of every thing around me. I hear the whispers of men saying a vampire hunter vampire hunter. I stop at the bar waiting for the bar tender. He looks at me nervously and asks “What will you have.”

I look at him with out an expression “I’ll have a mug of ail.” I say in a low voice. The man flinches as if I was going to strike out at him.

He pores me a mug putting it down in frunt of me his hand trembling with fear. I smile inwardly they are nerves but they don’t know why they are. They can sense that I’m not human but only there subconscious knows. I take a deep drink of the ail trying to slake the thirst that will never be satisfied as long as I refuse to drink human blood. Some times the thirst is all most unbearable and I can feel my fangs distending as I fight the thirst. But for now it is manageable.

OOC; Thread
http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&postid=1814160#post1814160
 
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Lamia

Lamia looked out her window at the rain that had started to fall. How long had it been since she was embraced? Over five hundred years, that she knew. She wondered where all the others of her kind were. For some reason they drifted off. Never to return.

She wondered if one day she would look out this window into the vast wasteland and see someone of her kind, here to make her life more than she had longed for.
 
Nakita

Somewhere in the cascading mountains north of the small town.


"(Na-Kee-ta)" I pronounced it slowly to make sure he heard it loud and clear. It was surely the last thing he would hear and remember before I took his life from him. "You hear that you pompous, arogant, son of a bitch, that is my name, one in which you have never uttered in the last hundred years. I have done your every bidding, including satisfying your every sexual desire, and now after all that you would leave me, and those who have served you, here to die at the hands of whatever it is that has come to town." He began to try and speak and I kicked him hard in the ribs, hearing several of them crack as I did so.

I stood towering over his bound body on the floor, listening to him groan and curse me. I was but a mere 5'6" and weighed little more than 118 pounds. It was a woner I had gotten him down. But if he taught me nothing else over the last hundred years, he had taught me how to defend myself and fight against my own kind if need be. I never understood what exactly he had meant by that, but had the impression I would someday find out. I smiled a deathly smile down at him as I pulled the pins from my hair, sending the mahogany curls down around me.

"I would suggest that you do not fight too much against those bonds kind sir, you may tear the fine cloth and expose yourself to the silver shackles." I saw the look of horror dance across his face, he opened his mouth and quickly snapped it shut in a very wise decsion. For he must have known by raging fire within my deep saphire gaze that his punishment was going to be far worse if he opened his mouth once more. "You may have never uttered my name in the last years but I assure you that in whatever afterlife fate deems you, you will surely remember it everyday."

I had had enough talking with this half-wit and decended down over him. Straddling his chest I pressed my lips softly to his and let them trail to his ear a soft whisper blew over his ear..."Goodbye my sweet, pleasant dreams and haunting nightmares." I felt him shudder beneath me and smiled wide, showing my pearly white fangs protruding, moments before I sank them into his fine neck. I drank feircely until his body stopped moving and his heart beat no more.

Before leaving the room I took his head and quickly removed it from his shoulders. "The time has come to find out just what the lord of the manor was afraid of. And why he would leave the lot of us to die at it's hand." The gathering of soul's beyond the door cheered and quickly scurried about doing their bidding for the day. "Have my cycle readied for me, I will venture forth and find our prey...." The busy little man scurried away.....
 
Ankara Debois

From generation to generation, the craft was passed. Be it gift or curse, no one was quite sure. The things I had seen coming, haunted me and yet teased me at the same time. Here in the higher north, atop my mountain, over looking the wide expanse of ocean, got lonely at times. The wind whipped by, ruffling my long flowing raven locks. Ruffling the emerald green dress around my delicate ankles. Deep green eyes watched unseeing over the ocen.
"By the twitching of my thumbs.. Something wicked this way comes.." I remembered that from a book I heard many things about. But it was clear and true. Something was coming, or someone.
I turned back to my stone keep over looking the lands all around and climbed up the trail. Winding my way through the herb gardens and wild plant life. A day walker, a half-breed, what ever I was, I was content to be alone. Feeding only when needed, I used meditation quite often to ease the hunger pains. And when that did not do, I fed from servants.
Beyond my keep was barren lands, only this mountain, protected by me, was green and healthy. I summoned up rain and seasons to change here atop this retreat.. prison, to keep my sanity.

Many who passed through rumored the witch was here, waiting for prey to pass by. Warning signs were posted on all roads to my home. Few and far between did someone not heed those warning and actually came to see me.
I was nothing of those creature's imaginations, but it kept me alive and isolated from all around. Protection. Anything to keep myself protected from the disease that crawled the earth. I was alone on this mountain aside from two servant girls who had been kept alive all these years to serve us, and what few animals that still were able to live here.
I walked inside the simly lit house and glanced around, everything was dark. Dark colors, carpets, flooring, shades. But it was always lit with candles, books, flowers, plants and an occassional bird on the window ledge.
"Eva, Lura, ready my bath." They bowed and did my bidding, I approached the golden stand centered in the middle of the living area. My fingers twirled in the water as I called up the gift of vision. "Grant me what I wish to see.." The words rolling in my mind as the vision appeared. A dark stranger was on the hunt, while two seperate clan sought the other, would come together and clash. And one would seek me out. For what I wasn't sure just yet. The water stopped swirling as my finger halted their movements. The vision cleared, and in my mind a million more questions. I must protect myself from this, I must put up a guard around me, a mist or shadow, so that none can see.
I turned abruptly and made my way up the winding stairs case to my room above. A hot bath might clear the mind, and ready the body before a feat like this was attempted and accomplished.
 
OOC: Palthor, a demon, 5' tall normally, 7' tall when standing fully erect, blue leathery skin, glowing red eyes, human like face and head, razor sharp teeth, 6" claws and talons, legs are similar to those of a bird, bat like wings, wingspan of 8'.

Palthor

I watched as my mistress, Ankara the witch, headed up the stairs for bath. I flew out the window and headed for her bath. I enjoyd watching her wash her lithe form. She always let me play with her victims first. Hopefully, we would have guests soon.

I tucked my wings in as I landed on the window ledge of her bath. My mistress was only one who knew my secret, and for this reason I serve her.
 
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Ankara

I stepped inside my round little bathing room, with the large round tub in the center. Walking over, I took my time lighting scented candles and even sprinkled some lavender leaves in the water awaiting me.
I smiled at Palthor, sitting in his usual perch, hovering and always watching out for me.
"Good eve my pet.." I slowly slid the dark dress from my body and stepped out. Wearing nothing more than this, I sank into the tub and laided back. A sigh of pleasure rippled over me as the soothing warmth of the water took the chill off of the high mountain air.
I kept my eyes closed, but spoke to my pet softly, "Anyone venture near by today Palthor?"
 
Palthor

"There was one my mistress, he just drove on by to the village" I hissed with an evil grin, "he did not venture close enough to warrant any concern."

I watched her graceful movements, even by human standards she was beautiful. I clicked my talons, 6" long and sharper than a razor, on the stone wall as I sat on my perch.

"When will I get another soul to toy with my mistress?" I asked almost playfully.
 
Ankara

"You will my pet, you will.. Just a matter of time and who ventures this way. You are blood thirsty little thing." Little was a laugh and a half. He towered over me when standing at full height, his dark desires for flesh kept meoccupied with finding him play mates when I wasn't feeding.
I stretched out my legs and slowly scrubbed myself, watching him in the window.
"What are my pet's desires tonight? Since there is no play toy, how else can I help you?" I smiled, wondering if he would ever be content with any plaything. None I had given him yet had survived the night. Though, I did not know what he did with them after I handed them over, I was sure it wasn't pleasant.
 
Palthor

"Did you have something in mind my mistress?" I ask back.

I would love the taste of her flesh just one night of carnal pleasure. Instead I am bound to protect her and that I do quite well. No other demons dare to cross her while she under my protection, or most other creatures of the night for that matter.

Her skin was flawless like a virgin's. A virgin, now that was something I hadn't had the pleasure of in quite some time. They were always so spirited and tasty. I licked my lips at the thought.
 
Ankara Debois

"There is no visitors tonight, otherwise you would have your play toy my pet. As for what to do to ease boredom, I haven't yet decided. Perhaps I will call the traveler to me? Find out his reasons for venturing this far into the waste land surrounding us? perhaps I will call to me the two who are sisters and yet don't know it? What do you think my pet?"
I slowly washed the other leg and stood up, Turning my back to him I softly requested that he hand me a towel.
 
Palthor

I leap off my perch and snatch a towel with one of my talons. I offer it to her as I hover above her, my wings flapping effortlessly. My wings create a gentle downdraft against her wet skin.

"Invite the sisters, that could be very entertaining my mistress" I say after a moment of thought. The stranger did not intrigue me anyways.
 
Ankara

"I think I shall extend and invitation to Lamia first... She sounds very intriguing. BUT my pet, she will be a guest, not a meal. So do your best to please her as you would me. Then I will send an invitation to Nakita.. Same goes for her. We shall see if they come.. There is a worlock in the forrest I would like to invite here, I wonder if he would come to me? It's been too long since someone came here willingly. shall I have Zoot take the messages?" Zoot was my snow white barn owl, trained to do as I bid him. We communicated rather easily mentally.
"Dry me, my pet?" I turned to face him, standing with a smile on my face.
 
Palthor

"Zoot should probably take the messages my mistress," I say as I perch myself on the edge of the tub, "I don't want to cause any commotions."

I take towel and drying her hair and working my way down her lithe, but ample figure. I take care not to ruin the towel or mark her delicate skin. When I have finished I grab her dress from the floor and present it to her.
 
Ankara

I slipped on the dress, thanking him for his aid, and turned to my rooms.
"Come my pet, come keep me company for awhile?" I walked into my room and sat down. Pulling out my nicest stationary I quickly scribed two notes and attached each one to Zoot.
"Go my pet and leave each a note to come to the mountain in the north. Go and safe journey.." I reclined back and smiled, Perhaps this wouldn't be so lonely after all?
 
Palthor

I followed my mistress to her rooms. My talons making a clicking noise as I walked on the stone floor. I take my usual place perched on the window ledge. I watch her scribble the notes and send Zoot off on the errand.

"Do you think they will come my mistress?" I ask her with a raised eyebrow.
 
Ankara

"Yes Palthor, they will come as bidden. Who wouldn't come to see 'the witch'?" I chuckled softly, laying back into the feather matress.
"Now to ease my boredom alittle..Shall we conjure up a rain storm? Or perhaps a wild hurricane?"
 
Palthor

"I would prefer the hurricane myself my mistress, it is much more enjoyable" I say to her with one of my evil smiles that shows my teeth. I loved a good violent storm, reminded me of home. Well, only a demon would call Hell home. I watched my mistress laying on her bed. She lay there gazing at the ceiling, lost in some thought.
 
Ankara

It started low and began to thunder. Then it grew louder and harder, wind whipped through the window, lifting the curtains out to billow over the wood floor. And slowly settled back down, but just for a single moment.
My eyes were closed, my heart beat slow and strong as I shifted on the bed. Another rustle and thunder grew louder followed by lightning. A loud thunder clap sounded and the wind howled through the eaves above the house. Leaves rustled wildly and the temperature dropped in seconds.
"Your hurricane... My pet." I whispered from the bed and smiled a secret almost seductive smile.
Harder and harder it blew outside. Rain hitting in huge drops as the wind whipped the willow trees to and fro.
 
Palthor

"Would you mind if I went and played outside for a while my mistress? I could use a dose of good weather" I say to her. I always enjoyed relaxing in violent weather. It helped to ease my mind, and my heart.
 
Ankara

"Go ahead my pet.. I shall rest now." I closed my eyes and drifted in and out of sleep. A smile playing over my lips as I thought of a demon out playing in a hurricane.
 
Palthor

I silently flew from her room and headed downstairs to the main gate of the stone keep. I opened the gate and closed it against the wind with my unholy strength. Lightning flashed and the thunder crashed loudly all around me. I flew to the top of the keep and perched myself on one the towers. The rain whipped into my face, driven by the strong and violent winds.

This was truly one of her better storms. The trees were all bent like blades of grass in a summer breeze. Only the slow torture of one of my toys that my mistress provided was more enjoyable than this. I rose to my full height of 7', spread my wings and let out a loud unearthly scream.
 
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I drain my mug of ale throwing some coins on the bar as I tern on my heals and walk back to the door. I stop next to my hors as I look up at the mountain and see the storm raging up their. I can hear the faint sound of thunder and I see the lightning flashing wildly up there.

I pole off the glove that’s on my right hand looking at the face that’s on the palm the parasite is a nosiness at times but it has saved my life more then once. It opines its eyes saying “yes master.” I smile coldly then tern my hand so it can see the hurricane betting agenst the mountain the winds finally reaching the town battering agenst the buildings as people rush in side taking cover. The hand takes in a grate breath of air and says “It’s got the taste of witchery master.” I nod my head saying “as I thought one of the vampire witches lives up their.”

With out thinking about it I slide the glove back on to my hand smothering the annoying chatter of the thing that I invited to live with in me. I tern to my cyber horse and leap up on to it easily. I say “It would only be cerates to go say hello.” I kick the sides of the hours and it takes off in to the hie winds with me crotchet down over its neck my clock billowing out behind me.
 
Jeselynn

Succubus


Sliding across my silken sleeping matress. Playing with my current pet. Kissing the sweet life out of him. His hands sliding across my skin, as i licked and suckled on his hard cock. I climed ontop of him and rode him, my lips barely touching him as his body released it's seed and then went completely limp, without life.


I stood up and pushed him off to the side .
 
Kara

I heard the arrival before I ever laid eyes on him. I rose from my bed, walking towards the tower window and glanced down. He stood at my gates, seeking entry.
My eyes narrowed and a single word came to mind. "Hunter."
I stopped the storm instantly and left it a light rainfall.
My mind reached his, "Come in peace or do not come in." This was a warning for the protective spell I had encircling this place. Harm would come to him if he attempted to harm me.
I waved my hands and the gates opened, I reclined my head down and came back up, bidding him welcome. I moved from the window and made my way down the curving staircase to the front door. Opening it up, there I stood and waited to see this new arrival's business with the witch.
 
Palthor

I watched as the stranger approached the keep in this storm. He dismounted his horse when he reached the gate. Suddenly the storm stopped. 'Would I have a new play toy tonight after all?' I thought as I flew down to the bath window and entered the keep. I walked to balcony overlooking the inside of the the front door. I lept into the air and landed on one of the rafters and watched as my mistress opened the door.
 
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