Vampire/slayer lover(OPen for parts)

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal Torent, thats my name.. most would say I am stunning, funny and smart... but with no social life I have few friends, but one close one her name is Bethany Smart.. she too is stunning.. and she dates my brother Cliff Rogers... I have a secret that only Bethany knows I am a vampire slayer the vampire slayer, sure my life may be exciting due to this.. but I have no social life, no time for love.. until one man comes into my life. The one man I can never love and can never love me... a vampire of his own case but a vampire thats trying to do good.. but still fights the darkness... I am looking for a vampire that is dark and mysterious as well.. and doesn't tell Abbigal who he is right now.

Abbigal is my part... need someone to play Bethany, cliff, and my mysterious vampire.

Heres my bio..

Abbigal Torent.
Age:23
Sex:Female
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[LitShark]

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Name: Brujah LeGagne
Age: 267
Height: 6'8"
Weight: 275
Bio: Most vampires sleep during the day, but for Bruja LeGagne his part time job afforded him the liberty of a guiltless life. When he had lived in France, the country of his birth, Brujah had been a terror, striking fear into the hearts off all unfortunate enough to fall within his shadow. Brujah’s hands were stained with the blood of countless victims, but his life changed forever the day some American girl kicked his ass. She had shown him that he was not invincible and even spared his life. She showed him a new way. He now spent his days doing linens in the basement of the local hospital. He liked the job, washing bloody rags all day appealed to him, though it would have disgusted most mortals. He was paid in spare bags of plasma, 2 bags a night. He would then use that power from his lovely snacks to join the girl who had defeated him in hunting down others who were out there... as he had once been.... feeding.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

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Abbigal was alone tonight it was a cold night so she wore a long sleeved sweater but no coat.. she had dark blue jeans on and matching boots... just because she had no life didn't mean she couldn't look cute.. but to say she wasn't cold would be a lie... she walked the graveyard alone... it was lonely usually Bethany was with her but she was out with her brother tonight.

Abbigal sighed and walked alone.. she was ready for a fight.. always ready and that's what she was here for to slay... it was what her watcher told her.. kill or be killed.. but she looked at it as saving the innocent... she had killed many a vampire.. and it never got easier.. cause at once she knew all demons, and vampires were good people...

She could hear the leaves crunching but she never watched her back.. she always knew when someone was behind her.. upon hearing a mighty strong vapire she quickly turned and was ready for battle...She didn't hesitate quickly she turned and kicked getting her stake ready to kill

 

[LitShark]

The moment Brujah set eyes on the agile young woman, his interest was peaked. The way she moved, her purposeful strides. Everything about this girl reminded him of her... the only woman he had ever truly loved. Brujah had fucked thousands of women and fed from hundreds, only that young nun in Paris. She had been a slayer, but spared his life, showing him the way of God.

He never so much as held her in his arms, but for her he resisted the second most urgent desire he ever knew.

To Feed

The thought of warm blood washing down his throat sent a shiver up his spine. He wondered what this nimble young woman searching a graveyard might look like on the inside.

Brujah squelched his desires by sipping the bag of plasma he’d picked up from work. Brujah was told long ago that if he truly loved his nun, he could forsake all lust, of blood and body. Once he found peace loving her but never touching her, his thirst for blood seemed trivial.

He moved the heavy stone coffin lid inside the mausoleum he called home. Brujah retrieved his sawed off shotgun and a roll of wooden stakes. Even if this girl was a slayer like him, trying to regain balance, she was still on his turf.

He crept up behind her as stealthily as he could. Her slayer reflexes alerted her to his presence. She whipped around to confront him.

As the young girl turned Brujah cocked his gun quickly, aiming the barrel at her face.

“You lost beautiful? It’s past curfew for little girls.”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

She hated this the most.. the darkness.. it was the only time they ever came to feed, to feed on the innocent.. she had never met a vampire that she could not fight.. nor that she could not kill.. but she knew that being the chosen one meant.. with great power came great responsibility. She also hated that they always snuck up on you never once did they just confront you.

She sighed for a moment... most were easy to kill..some gave her a fight.. and there was one she knew someday.. the one vampire that could kill all mankind, that would be her hardest challenge.

This one she could sense was strong, more powerful than most... yes he would be a fight.. but she could handle him just like the rest.

Of course what she turned to was nothing she ever expected.. a barrell of a gun.. no vampire ever felt the need for weapons... this man had to be human.

''Now wait a minute'' she said softly.. okay Abby how you going to talk your way out of this one tell him your here hunting vampires.. like he'll believe that besides your never supposed to tell your secrets.

She quickly kicked the gun from his hand her movements were almost that of a lion.. quick and fierce.. ''I am not here to hurt anyone... nor d I wish to fight you...'' If he would have been a vampire she would have killed him.. but he wasn't.

''I am here.. well I guess I was hunting.. wait.. why are you here?'' She asked skeptical

 

[LitShark]

The girl suddenly kicked Brujah’s faithful sawed-off out oh his hands. The speed with which she turned, the agility of her kick, these things led Brujah to one conclusion.

She’s a slayer.

His theory was quickly confirmed when she said that she had been hunting. Brujah pushed his red mirrored shades farther up his nose, hiding his milk white eyes. Though Brujah was a slayer as well, he was a vampire. Should this young girl find out about him, the outcome was uncertain.

“Hunting eh?” Brujah’s deep, resonant voice rang out. “Ye don’t need tell me any more. Only one type of big game lurks these hunting grounds.” Brujah’s thick French accent made his deep voice sound almost comical at first.

Brujah opened his leather coat slightly, flashing the collection of wooden stakes he had accumulated over the years. Brujah flashed a small smirk, careful not to smile too widely lest she spot his fangs. He picked up his shotgun slowly as not to alarm the girl.

“Would madame like some companie?” Brujah slid the barrel of the gun away from the stock. He slid a long shell out to reveal a 4” wooden stake that was packed into the front of the shell. Brujah inspected it momentarily before deciding that the kick had not damaged his stake. He reloaded the barrel and whipped the gun closed. “Vampiers can be deadlie.”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

After knocking the gun from his hand she looked at him a fierce look in her dark brown eyes... a long of one of part warrior and part fear.. she had to fear, there was always one chance of being killed.

He seemed to be watching her, almost as if he were studying her.. and she wanted to know why.. there was something about him.. that she couldn't figure out, she was wondering what it was. She looked the man up and down, quite handsome she thought to herself.. dangerous looking though.

She listened closely when he spoke.. he had a strong accent... deep, attractice, most woman would be used to these type of things. She sighed and looked him over once again... ''Oh yeah hunting...'' She said looking behind her.. one never could be to careful. ''Sorry about kicking you'' She said looking over him.

She looked at that smile of his.. small yet enough.. then she noticed his eyes different than most... there was something dark she could sense it.. she was quickly awakened once again as he spoke that same deep accent.

He mentioned vampires and she looked at him one word from his lips the word vampire seemed to linger on his tounge... ''Okay who are you, and who the hell sent you?'' She asked backing away slightly he could see in her eyes she was ready for a fight. ''How do you know about vampires?'' She asked looking back up at him again.

 

[LitShark]

“I am Brujah LeGagne. Like you I spend my nights ‘unting zose who ‘unt ozzers. I am a slayer.” Brujah was glad that the thick sunglasses he wore obscured his eyes, because who knows what this young woman’s reaction would have been if she had seen him checking her out.

This young slayer was breathtaking. Her full lips caught Brujah’s attention right away, they were rosy and very full. The lovely swells of her breasts under her sweater heaved slowly with her slightly bated breaths.

This girl was almost the spitting image of his nun, but something was different. This girl was afraid. Not so much afraid of him, afraid of death. Brujah’s nun had taught him that righteous living was the way to ensure life eternal, and once debts had been repaid to the lord, the slumber of death was a welcome retreat from the horrors of this realm. Brujah wanted to help this girl find peace.

Brujah’s rough calloused hand extended out to her, it was huge and looked as though it could crush a watermelon. As Abbigal took his huge hand in hers, his touch became gentle, as he carefully lifted her small hand to his face, gently kissing it, glancing his powder white eyes up into her brown ones for a moment.

“What might your name be mademoiselle?”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

Abbigal shook her head a little confused as she looked this man over.. a slayer... that couldn'tbe she had never read in the books before about a man becoming a slayer.. but she would take his word for it cause it was rare a mortal would know about the undead.

She knew that she was never supposed to fear anyone.. but she wasn't so used to being close to a real human before aside from her brother and best friend.. she didn't allow herself to get close... deep inside she feared if she got close someone they would be killed.

Abbigals mother had died a long time ago she was only two years old... and she didn't remember anything about her, she thought to herself, she seen pictures though her mother was stunning.

When she took his hand in hers she felt it slightly shaking.. she had never been this close to a man this handsome before...

''I am Abbigal Torrent'' She said and looked at him...

''I am thee slayer'' She said she never told anyone aside from Bethany this news before, she wasn't sure why she told him this it was by far her biggest secret.. and by far anyone with power could use it against her.. but it was to late to take back now

 

[LitShark]

Brujah was taken slightly aback. “The” slayer. This girl was the human slayer? The one mortal born each generation with the ability... no, the responsibility to maintain the balance of dark and light.

Brujah was glad that he had not told Abbigal his secret.

“It is quite a pleasure m’lady” Brujah kissed the back of her hand again.

He lifted the barrel of his gun onto his shoulder and looked over the graveyard, which was now being clutched by long, thick fingers of fog.

“You out ‘ere ‘unting somesing speceefic?” Brujah asked, “Perhaps I may be of some asistahnce?”

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

Abbigal had hoped she hadn't let her secret slip into the hands of one she could not trust.. why she had told him she wasn't sure, perhaps it was the fact he too stated he was a slayer.. or perhaps she was blinded by his good looks.

She smiled shyly, yet he could tell in her eyes she had not let her guard down for a minute.

She blushed when he kissed her hand once again... ''Thanks'' She said softly and looked at the ground hoping he hadn't noticed how red her face had turned.

She smiled once again at his accent and noted to herself how cute it was.. but a man like him didn't do cute.. she thought.

''Nothing specific at the moment... really unless the hellmouth was to perhaps come and take us'' She laughed at that her watcher always seemed to get on her for not taking her work serious... but she did take it serious, but inside she was 23 and never had loved before.. due to her work.. she had been slaying since she was 17.

''But if you would like to join me, great'' She said nervously Bethany was the only one that ever joined her in hunting.. but she always worried her friends safety and Bethany knew, so she thought it better she stay away.

 

[LitShark]

Brujah erupted in loud hearty laughter bellowing the bass of his uproarious laugh at Abbigal’s small joke. His laugh was so big and sincere it seemed to make the ground shake. When she invited him to join her, he cocked his rifle swiftly and holstered it under his leather coat.

“You know what zey say. Two ‘eads are better zan one.” Brujah flashed a full, bright smile at Abby, but quickly turned his head, pretending to cough when he realized that he had just flashed her a glimpse of his fangs. Hopefully she hadn’t noticed.

“Let us proceed mademoiselle.” Brujah held out his massive arm towards the back of the graveyard, inviting the young slayer to lead the way.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

Abbigal smiled at his hearty laughter it was deep.. but it made her feel good.. she smiled and looked away hoping he hadn't noticed her shyness.. she usually wasn't shy around anyone.

''How long have you been a slayer?'' She asked softly after he was finished speaking.. she was more serious now... he noticed she was all over the map.. one minute she was giddy.. the next serious and another if one would look close enough they would see the sadness in her eyes.

She gently took his arm and smiled kindly and softly at him. ''Thanks for helping... I mean joining me'' Abbigal was never very cocky.. in her work she wished she could have someone she trusted on her side but she was skeptical

 

[LitShark]

Brujah felt like a gentleman from the French cinema he had watched only a few decades ago. Abbigal clung to his arm as they strolled through the graveyard and his gun rested casually against his shoulder.

Brujah was glad he was wearing sunglasses because it prevented Abby from seeing how ruthlessly her was “eye fucking” her. The way her full breasts gently brushed against his arm, the way her defined hips swayed slightly as she walked. None of these things escaped Brujah’s notice. Unfortunately what did escape his notice was the vampire, hiding behind one of the granite headstones.

A loud hiss and double legged kick to Brujah’s chest sent the mountain of a man stumbling backward a few steps. The impact caused his gun to misfire and blast his wooden stake uselessly into the night sky. The vampire thought he had taken out the stronger of the two first and now stared Abby down menacingly.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

Abbigal smiled over at him.. but then quickly looked away.. as her wathcer had told her there was no time ever for romance.. so she quickly threw that thought away.. besides she never wanted to get a innocent killed.

Abbigal thought to herself for a moment and then looked around she heard something but couldn't be sure.. so she would wait.. she figured the handsome man with her was bait for the vampires.. the dark ones.

Abbigal wanted to see if he was okay but she had to take care of the vampire first.. human later.. she laughed in her head at her own joke.. the vampire didn't scare not intimidate her at all. ''Come and get it'' She said in a sing song voice as the two began the fight.. she kicked and he kicked until the end she was more for him to handle and the steak went right through his heart..and he turned to dust.

She ran over to Brujah.. who was getting up now.. ''I am sorry, are you okay?'' She asked softly. She had to get home soon.. she had classes in the morning... Brujah was the type of guy to bring you the bad news.. or be around only at his convience.. of course Abby didn't nkow any of this yet.. she thought he was a normal man

 

[LitShark]

“Marcie bouku mademoiselle.” Brujah chuckled in the same bass timbre as his roaring laugh.

Brujah climbed to his feet, regaining his colossal height. He brushed himself off and scratched his head in embarassment. The sight of Abby using her long athletic limbs to defeat that blood sucking demon had caused Brujah to become quite aroused. The way her round firm breasts bounced under her tight sweater, the way the muscles in her ass and thighs became more defined with her kicks, the dainty way she whipped her hair around in battle, all these things had conspired to cause Brujah’s massive cock to harden slightly in his pant leg. An undead chubby.

“I suppose I owe you one. You ‘ave saved my life. Now I am bound to protect you.” Brujah reloaded his gun with another wooden stake mounted into a shotgun shell. “Will you be ‘unting more? If not I would be honored to walk you ‘ome.” Brujah wasn’t very good at dealing with humans. He’d spent so much of his life, murdering and feeding from them, he’d never really acquired what common folks would call ‘people skills’.

Brujah hoped that Abby would accept his offer to protect her. Brujah’s life had been very lonely since his nun had died a few decades ago.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

Abbigal smiled her same soft smile at the man.. the man that was strong yet so dark as well.. there was definantly something very different from him, and hopefully knowing him she would soon find out.

But Brujah himself knew as well he could never get involved with the slayer the conequences were diar... and he didn't want to hurt her.. but there was something about her that kept his interest peeked.

''You don't owe me anything, I was just doing my job'' She said with a smile... a job she hated yet adored at the same time.. she loved saving lives, protecting the innocent, but at the same time... she was empty and lost and alone.

''And yes please walk me home'' She said softly as she brushed the dirt from her shirt and begand walking some

 

[LitShark]

Brujah extended his arm again, sighing inwardly as Abby’s soft figure pressed against him once again. He smiled at her, careful not to show too much of his teeth. They began strolling back through the foggy cemetery.

Brujah’s tongue had abandoned him, he was unable to think of what to say to this stunning young girl who was sworn to kill him. He wanted to tell her everything, his history, his hunger, his redemption and his faith. Instead he said nothing, terrified that she would discover his secret, and horrified at the pain in his chest. Brujah was familiar with the pain, he’d felt it before. It was the pain of a love that could never be.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

Abbigal smiled as she accepted his arm.. there was that feeling again, that feeling of loneliness, she felt it in highschool the one time she tried to have a relationship she almost got the guy killed. She sighed and walked in silence with the handsome man before her, so powerful.. so silent, so strong.

She wondered what made him so quiet... but then again anyone would get quiet, discovering she was thee slayer... he was a slayer but not thee slayer. ''Are you okay?'' She asked as they got closer to her home.

 

[LitShark]

Brujah jumped slightly as Abbigal’s words pulled him from his thoughts.

“Oh! Oui mademoiselle! But of course! Just slightly embarassed. Ju see I ‘ave killed many of zose vile demons over ze years, to be ambushed thus, in front of a beauty such as you... disgrace!” Brujah’s bass voice resonated so low in his chest when he said ‘disgrace’ Abby could feel the sound through his broad muscular shoulders.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

She smiled and looked at him softly and gently... as he jumped she hadn't expected that.

''You shouldn't feel discraced I have had many years of training, and besides... i'm going to get killed by one someday.. and that will indeed be a disgrace you were caught ofguard...'' She said blushing at his mention of her being a beauty... her watcher told her that it was her way of being killed by the master of all vampires... she tried not to think of it, and thought of just living and protecting while she was here

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Bumped

 

[LitShark]

Brujah's brow furrowed slightly at the mention of death.

"No'sing will 'urt you mademoiselle. I lay my life upon that promise." Even Brujah's sunglasses couldn't hide the fire in his eyes as he pledged his protection to Abby. He wanted to see her again regardless, and if she truly was in danger, the opportunity to protect her was worth far more than Brujah's vain existance on this Earthly plane.

Ever since that nun in Paris had given him hope of a true life eternal, he set out to try and repair the debt of his soul by killing a vampire as penance for each human he had fed upon. This new purpose, however, was far more practical Brujah thought. He would gladly lay down his life to preserve the life of this beautiful young slayer... thee slayer no less. His resolve only intensified the deep hunger he fought on a daily basis... He wished that he had finished his bag of plasma in the mausoleum, rather than saving it.

 

[AngelofyourNighmares]

Abbigal

Abbigal smiled at that and shrugged... he could tell she was still so young and had much to learn... she looked softly at him and smiled.

''Thank-you for saying so it means alot to me... but being a slayer haven't you heard the same deal?'' She asked looking at him more serious now... every slayer knew that they risked there life to save the innocent... ''Never mind.. thats not whats important... I am not scared to die, I just don't want to'' She said and with that the sadness washed over her again.

She took a long deep breath as they came to a stop at her house... ''This is me, I suppose'' She said softly and gently. ''Thank-you for walking me home.. and please... call me Abby for now on..'' She said with a slight nervous laugh. She would have invited him in but Abbigal learned never to trust anyone.. besides not that she would have known but to come in being a vampire one must invite you in... it couldn't hurt to have him in for coffee she supposed.

 

[LitShark]

"But of course Abby" Brujah said softly as they arrived at her house. "I suppose this means I must bid you adieu."

Brujah turned toward Abby. His heart was racing, which only intensified his hunger. Years of beating back that same agonizing pain gave him the strength to maintain composure. He gently cupped the side of her face in his hand and kissed her gently but meaningfully on the lips. Once he broke the kiss he shuffled nervously, unsure wether she would swoon or stab him in the heart and end his life.