Just a human

[Denzel Kumori]

Night falling over the center of town in avaleur, Denzel lingered in the shadows. The moon was as beautiful as usual... whenever she would walk into the light of the moon, her pale white skin would look like marble. Almost flawless, aside from a few scars. They werent very noticable, but there was a nice scar under her right eye, laying horizontal.

The previous night, she met the boogeyman, and now, denzel was determined to improve. So what was she doing out right now, instead of sleeping in her warm bed? She was hunting of course. Its actually been awhile since denzel hunted. It was just by chance that she ran into Coriander the other night. All she did was follow the scent of blood out of curiosity. She was the only one in the center of town now, aside from a few people wandering around after a trip to the bar. they were drunk, and easy. Great way to start. Venturing into an ally and approaching a lone man who was wandering around, she pouted, looking sad. Denzel even sniffeled a few times, her eyes getting watery.

""P-please sir, come quick! Me and my sister were walking home, when some scary guy came and dragged her into the ally! I tried to follow them, but i lost sight of them! Please, you have to help her!" she broke out into tears.
"shh, its alright..." the man frowned, but on the inside he thought he could take advantage of the situation. "Why dont you show me what way they went?"

Denzel wiped her tears away, and turned around, leading him into the ally. "t-they went this way..." smirking now, she lead him far into the back allys. But clearly he was getting slightly ticked off. Actually, he wasnt drunk at all. He looked quite wealthy to be honest. But he smirked, grabbing Denzel by the wrist, and pinning her against the wall.

Denzel was shocked, and the sudden action made her stare wide eyed. But after a moment, she furrowed her eyebrows. "Your hurting me."

The man smiled an evil grin, grabbing denzel chin with one hand and examining her face. "I helped you look for your sister... Now i think its time you repay ME."

'Disgusting.' denzel thought as she kept up her act for another moment. She couldnt take this anymore. "The charade is up." Her eyes turned red, denzel now the one grinning evily. Her fangs were clearly showing now, and the man dropped her quickly, darting off. "Let the games begin~" She called out to him, laughing.

The man ran for his life, not knowing where he was going. The place was a friggen maze, and it was very dissorientating. Everywhere looked the same! "Damn, didnt i take this turn 2 minutes ago?! SHIT!" the man swore as he ran in a random direction. But he colided into someone... A very pale someone with red eyes and black hair.

"Oh? Whats wrong? You look scared... Why dont i show you a way out...? Of your life that is!"

The man screamed, trying to crawl away, but she grabbed him by the ankle. "No, please! I have a family! I dont want to die!"
But denzel just laughed. "Please... Dont be pathetic. As if somebody would actually love someone like you. Is your wife one of your rape victims?"

Denzel let go of his ankle, hovering over the cowering man. Carefully, she lifted her foot, Stomping on his back. His back snapped, and broke, but she was careful to avoid the heart area. She wanted to try the best part of the kill for herself. She never thought about trying the heart until she watched coriander feed from the heart. Putting a knife to the mans throat from behind, she could feel his fear and blood pressure rising. In one swift motion, she slit his throat, and the flipped him onto his broken back. His face was frozen in pain and fear. Denzel couldnt help but frown as she stared down at the body. "Your just a human. So weak, and fragile... No, i cant call you a human anymore. Your a corpse. Your dead, and you dont feel anymore."

Crouching down, she bit into the mans jugular vain, sucking the blood out carefully, not spilling any. But she stopped herself, remembering to leave some blood. Then, she cut into the man. She was no artist, but it would do. Denzel carefully cut the heart out. As she lifted it out of the body, all of her senses threatened to go mad. The heart was hot and full of adrenaline. She was no covered in blood up to her elbows, but she didnt care.

Denzel bit into the heart. She had never tasted anything like it. The rich hot blood ran down her throat, and denzel seemed to have forgotten about everything for the moment. Frowning when she couldnt get any more out of the heart, she threw it back into the body. "No, your not just a human, or even a corpse. You are the remains of my prey."

sighing, she cast a simple fire spell on the body, burning it to a crisp. She wanted to turn it to ashes though. Satisfied with her meal, she sat by the glow of the burning body. As soon as it was ashes, she walked back to the center of town. The blood now dried on her was uncomfortable, but once at the fountain that was constantly filtering, she washed the blood off. Nobody was around now, so she was safe. But tonight was too beautiful to not spend some time outside. so, she sat on the edge of the fountain, breathing in the cold air. After awhile, he eyes finally reverted back to their normal light blue grey.

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The creature of the dark had just been assigned a new task. A task here in Avaleur. Oh what fun it would be. The cloaked creature looked exactly like a man, what he really was, no one was truly knew. He imagined the night to be rather chilly but peaceful, the night sky without a cloud. He looked up with his bandages eyes and decided to do some errands, for perhaps sayin he had a task was a bit incorrect. His task required many things.

Interested in the young vampire he saw hunting, he decided to follow. She was no more and He was so upset with that that he wished to find a replacement as soon as possible. Femal vampires were the only good ones in His opinion so the man decided to keep an eye, or bandage, on her.

He watched as she took pleasure in the kill, in the fear filled blood. So wasteful, but perhaps she could learn.

He watched from a distance, the shadows of the bakery store's sign on the side of te building his him well before he was satisfied with looking and wanted to speak.
His shadowy foot emerged from the shadows and he began his walk to the girl.

"Lovely night isn't it, for creature of the dark"the man's voice sounded like nothing heard before, like a cry of an animal morphed into words that could be understood.

[Denzel Kumori]

Denzel stood up, staring at the person walking towards her. He was odd, and his voice made her cringe. "Lovely, yes. But im afraid i dont know what your talking about...sir." She furrowed her eyebrows, baking up a bit. Denzel didnt feel as if she could trust this person. She sensed something earlyier, but she just didnt know what... apparently, it was him.

"Who are you, what are you, and what do you want?" she asked with a slight smile. 'creeper...' denzel thought as she backed up a bit, little by little. his voice wasnt quite human... It bugged her.

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"Hmhmhm," the man laughed raising his arms, the dust around them spiraled and collected together, it wasn't until more of it came together that one could see it wasn't dust, but ash.
The ashes circled around the man before going before him and forming the silhouette of the man she had killed...
"My dear, you know exactly what it is I mean...."

With the drop of his hands the ashes fell to the ground again, lifeless as they were.

"Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh, Young hearts burst open wounds bleed fresh..." he sings in his eerie voice.

[Denzel Kumori]

The ashes startled her a bit, and as the ashes fell, she gave the man- if he can even be called that, a glare. One he started singing, she just raised an eyebrow. " Stay away from me..." denzel backed away a bit more. "Now answer, who are you, what are you, and what the hell do you want?" Her patience was starting to run low.

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"What is the matter? Are you afraid?"he raised his eyebrow, although she couldn't see it from underneath the blindfolding bandage over his eyes. For a moment he broke out in ridiculous laughter, his voice harsh and scathed.

"All I wish is to help you, think of me as a tool to help you reach your retribution, my dear."
"Oh the things you can do... if only you learned to spare a drop of that oh so precious nectar."

The man raised his arm so it was level with his chest, his palm facing up. Darkness perspired from his hand and formed into two silhouettes, much like before, "I am a creature of the dark, just as you are, we are siblings you could say."he laughs again watching the two in his hand.
One rips the other apart, throwing things that would have looked like innards and the like if it was in finer detail. The other used the black liquid substance from the other to form things, clones, weapons,it covered itself in the liquid and it dripped from its body, the figure, although its features hard to see, was rejoicing the whole time.
"Humanity is a tool, the light having corrupted their bodies, all you must do is learn to separate the good from the bad."

He continued to try and persuade her, she not even realizing he was trying to. If he could get her to be their next Blood Witch, He would be very pleased with him.

[Denzel Kumori]

Denzel didnt quite understand what she was seeing... The figures in the persons hand was confusing. "No, im not afraid." For some reason, denzel just wanted to run and get out of there... To her, humanity was not just a tool. "What do you mean."

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His smirk slowly faded, perhaps she wasn't what He was looking for, but it would be hard to replace her anyway. Finding one so soon would have been too good to be true.

He pressed his hands together and pulled them apart, the dark figure growing to actual size. It stood between the two. The man turned his head to the side, to see around the dark figure, "Do you think you can smell fear? Because I can..."he said as a complete side note.
I mean that you waste such things that could make you so strong, learn to use it, not waste it on some petty desire."

The darkness began to melt onto the ground, the man walking through it, putting himself closer to Denzel.
"I am the darkness that chokes out the brightest light."his voice sounded like the screeching of creatures once again.

[Denzel Kumori]

"Cut the shit 'pal'. Im not interested." Her eyes turned red. Patience= Gone. "By the way, its not a desire. Humanity is NOT a tool. It is life. Blood isnt just a desire moron. You have NO idea. I dont need that sickly black magic crap in order to be strong. You, a tool to help me? As if! If anything, your the one trying to use me as a tool, and im not falling for it."

She clenched her fist, standing her ground. "Now i suggest you leave befor i decide to kill you."

(sorry about the swearing. I wanted to swear more, believe me.... but i held back....)

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Eric laughed into the sky, "Not just a desire? No it is more yes, but you fool yourself if you think humanity is life, death is life, what you have is life my dear. Human 'life' is the biggest lie there is.."

He circled the woman, looking her up and down, lash out at him. Then she might as well hear the truth.
"You think I would offer you this? You couldn't handle this, your kind is much too weak."
That was when he scoffed at her idea, to battle a creature of the dark like him, time for her to remember the truth of the dark, she must have forgotten. "Kill me?! Kill me?! Please, you killed yourself, twice, it would be like fighting the deepest parts of yourself before you could even muster up enough courage to strike me. I wish I could use you... but no one can, pathetic..."

As he continued to circle her, he thought about much more, she clung to the light for some reason, trying to play at the fence between two types of lives. "Is it your human friends that you refuse to see as the evil they are? For the lies they stand for? Friendship has chained you?"

[Denzel Kumori]

"SHUT UP!" she lashed out, lunging at him with her hidden dagger. "IVE BEEN TO HELL TWICE AND BACK, DO YOU REALLY WANT TO MESS WITH ME? You dont scare me, your pathetic, and you know nothing. You dont know me, especially. You also dont know THEM. They arent my friends, and they never were! They are nothing to me. I play on both sides of the fence for my reasons, and MY REASONS ONLY!" The dagger grew hot, turning red as she used one of her fire spells through the dagger.

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It was music to his ears, air to his lungs, the joy of his heart, to hear her words engraved with so much hate. Whether she knew it or not he was helping to grow that seed of darkness within her, making it so that she would become a tool to them without even realizing it, killing and drinking the blood of the people of Avaleur, putting fear into their hearts, oh yes she would make their job much easier, and all he had to do was strengthen the idea that she had no friends, no ties, nothing to worry about, he didn't want her thinking there were people who cared, if he did he could lose his tool.

"But don't you understand...? I want to get to know you my dear?" he smiled creepily as his face looked at Denzel, the dagger penetrated his... flesh? and sealed around her hand as it traveled into his body. In the dark Eric was strong, and he had everything he needed to keep himself strong.
"I am sorry, is this what you had wanted?" his body split in two, a shadow clone remaining in the dagger while he stood beside it.
The clone began gushing out blood from the wound, his mouth, and it streamed down his face as it came from his eyes under the bandage, it screamed out in pain as it stammered back and kneeled to the ground. It ripped its chest wide open and tore out its own heart and threw it at Denzel, it vanished into the night's dark before it touched her. The clone melted...

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He had watched her hunt. He had watched her lure her prey in. He was hidden while she killed and feasted and then burned the body to a crisp. Asjhes were left from a satisfied vampire's meal. Coriander was definitely intrigued. Perhaps even a little impressed. Though he would suggest she bit a little quieter and work on making sure her prey could scream the way he did. But she was lucky no other humans had come around while she was in the process of feeding.

Nevertheless, he was glad to see improvement in the way she was. So violent and ruthless. Causing that harsh level of fear in the very man she had hunted and killed. He didn't bother to step in because even he enjoyed a good show. Even now, the Boogeyman stood in the darkness after watching her walk off towards the center of town. There was blood covering all but the top half of his face. He had his meal before checking up on her.

As she left the body, he stepped forth towards the ashes. But paused. Someone was approaching. The Boogeyman stepped into the shadows once more and moved through the maze of alleyways until he caught sight of Denzel again. And this time, a man walking towards her. The voice obviously wasn't human. Coriander stood in the shadows however and only watched. For now at least.

He held no real attachment to her. Not emotionally. For he wasn't human. However, as a teacher to two vampires and a bit of a motivational speaker to her and one other pathetic excuse for a vampire, Coriander was ever watchful for vampires that were trying to make themselves better and stronger than they were. Denzel had done a good job this evening. And he had warned her that they would meet again when she least expected it. Perhaps it was better that he had caught onto her scent this night.

He watched enough of the scene. This man seeming to convince her to join him perhaps. Then messing with her mind. Coriander's gaze narrowed and the vampire stepped from the shadows from where he was watching. Lady Kumori.. he stated, putting his bloody hands behind his back. He had never seen this man before, but what business did he have with someone who had a lot of potential as a vampire? Come now... There's no need for messing with someone who clearly has no regard for manners.. There's still more blood to be had tonight. Show me more of what you can do..

He looked at her like a stone gargoyle, offering her a way out of this little mess this man had put her into. Such freaks showing themselves off in the middle of the town square. Who else would see this and run to the guards? Coriander didn't need to see a useful vampire get caught. But to help her further, Coriander stated something that he may or may not regret. Surely someone isn't so naive as to mess with a pupil of mine..

[Denzel Kumori]

"Yeah well i dont want to get to know you." she spat as she backed up. as she looked to the side, she spotted Coriander- and god was she glad as hell to see him. Denzel picked up her dagger, breaking it and chucking it into the nearest trash bin. People did care, and that is their flaw. but Denzel did worry about things. She would not let herself be used. Quickly, she retreated to corianders side. almost glowing when he called her his pupil. "Thank you..." she whispered to the Vampire. He may of just saved her, and many others. Of course, she would have to buy a new dagger sometime soon though...

Looking back at eric, she hissed under her breath, glaring at him.

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Eric laughed once again into the night sky as he looked between the two vampires, there could be nothing better than too see and hear those words from both of their mouths. Manners? As if sucking the blood and tearing open flesh met with the standards they were trying to judge him with, he may stand for chaos but at least he didn't lie about it.
"Surely someone isn't as foolish as to have tried to raise themselves above the darkness they strive for." he said as he stopped laughing, facing Coriander, he could care less about 'Lady Kumori', his fun with her had been running stale anyway, too easy.
"If she is the pupil... that must mean you think yourself the Master?" his eyebrow raised underneath his bandages, "It is quite sad to watch someone claim to be the master when they themselves fear the dark that they try to control, that is why you teach her to abandon emotions, is it not, because you fear them, not understanding their power, the reason why vampires don't rule this land, other creatures have the real power, using emotion as their tool rather than fear it." Eric of course was assuming all of this from how Denzel had acted, and the common stereotypes of vampires, especially Skarlett.

He walked over the puddle of darkness that his clone had melted into, "Go ahead, move along, have your so called feasts of fear to forget yours, just don't forget, I'll be lurking in the dark, for I am the chaos that is the dark..."

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His face was nothing but serious. The Boogeyman had such an expression almost all of the time. But this held intensity. Because he was looking out for another fellow vampire. One that had a promising future ahead of her if she learned right. And to have someone like this performing little magic tricks and getting into her head was a no-no under Coriander's jurisdiction. It was his meddling that got her to perform such a violent death not too long ago.

He knew that because she had been repeating some of the things he had told to her in the first place. They had left on good terms the last time they saw each other and Coriander was intent on keeping a close eye on her during her inner transition to become a vampire although she was still a half-breed by blood. Coriander didn't appreciate other people trying to take some sort of credit and try to wane the interests of someone he saw as useful to the vampire race. The darkness belonged to the Boogeyman and those he considered under his watch.

So in fact, this thing was stepping on his turf and making a very wrong move. That's all this man was. A thing with magical powers. And Coriander was seeing such. This wasn't anything the Boogeyman hadn't seen before. Such people letting power go to their heads, thinking they could be everything in another's worst nightmares. Again, that was Coriander's turf. He watched as Denzel ran over to him, but he didn't look at her. He stared solely at the man who was playing with his dark magic shadows. Obviously, something was off about him.

The vampire stood his ground. He didn't hold one single shred of pity or respect for this guy. He would have rather sliced his throat and cut his heart out. If he heard a heart beat in the first place. He heard the 'thank you' that Denzel had given him, but still didn't budge from where he stood. He was merely getting ready to steel himself for an attack or perhaps give the man something to really be afraid of. But did this creature really know who he was about to mess with or not? This would be an interesting deal now wouldn't it?

He watched. And listened. And the vampire had his own words to say. Whether this thing would take heed or not wasn't the vampire's concern. Raise myself above the darkness? Oh not in the least, child. he answered. His voice was monotonous, cold and stale. Like death itself. His white eyes didn't blink as he stared like a watchful hellhound. The darkness is but an all encompassing tool. A masterpiece that one can only learn to live within it. I don't dare to try and be better than the element that gives me more reason to be what I am than what I'd been before.

He lifted his chin, his hands relaxed at his sides. His palms open as he remained void of anger or rage. All other emotions he had given up after centuries. Love, kindness, caring, sadness, worry, fear... All memories. Erased from his being so long ago. This vampire wasn't like this for just years or decades. But centuries were needed to mold this creature into such a beast. But the sort of beast that looked out for its own merely on instinct and nothing else.

Master? No. I have not sired this one. I have not sired any of my own. I am merely the teacher. You are jumping to conclusions, you corpse. Because I didn't claim anything. he paused and narrowed his gaze. This thing clearly didn't know what in the hell he was talking about. Obviously, he was assuming far too much. Coriander blinked once and stared right at him as he continued to verbally dissect everything this man had said.

Fearing the dark is something only humans do. You would know that. Because you were once a human, now with some magic trick up your sleeves. A pity actually. You've only confirmed that humans are just getting far too cocky these days. I don't control the darkness. I live with it. He stated solidly and kept his ground of course. He was ready to inflict some sort of scare upon this thing, but with dark magic involved, Coriander didn't want to end up in a place he would regret.

Just you wait... He warned carefully. His tone took a darker, more sinister route. You can't kill your worst fears. They will always be there, eating at the back of your mind, lurking in your deepest thoughts. And one day, they will be your demise. Everything has their fears. Even the dark.

[Denzel Kumori]

( i feel so failish with my short posts...)

Denzel stood her ground beside Coriander, trying to rid herself of the anger that was trying to tempt her to attack again. She made the mistake of not realising this thing had no heartbeat or anything... Dark shadows trying to play with her mind and turn her into a tool. It wouldnt work though... She listened carefully as the two talked, also listening in case anybody or anything started to wander close by.

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Eric watched and listened, a slow smirk forming on his face as he listened to the words meant to pick apart what he had said, which to him only showed how fearful he was, trying ever so hard to comfort himself, to believe the lie that he had outsmarted him in some way. He hoped that the vampire thought he was clever. The puddle he stood in slowly reabsorbed back into his body.

The creature of the dark could not hold back his chuckle, the vampire had not understood the meaning of his words. Eric saw himself as the truth. The purest and darkest of dark. When he had said Coriander had tried to raise himself above the dark, he had meant him not his poor classification of the darkness.
"The teacher is the master my fellow child of the dark. Do you truly not understand the two are interchangeable? What you owe to your master is very similar as to what you owe to your teacher, and I can see this one here kisses the toe of your shoe for the knowledge and it power you have... Just like any slave and their master." He says nodding to Denzel.

"Fearing the dark is something only humans do. You would know that because you were once human," he says repeating the vampire, "this thing you accuse me of? Do you forget your kind is derived from being human?" He smiled already knowing the answer, no matter how he wanted to argue it, "Don't worry, I won't make you answer."

He laughed morosely, the screeching sounds of horrendous creatures once again, this time his mouth could be seen as he opened it, deep within it was darkness, as if even his innards were made of the dark.
"So now to return the warning, your fears are in the back of your mind, not even darkness can dispose of them, just as you said... And how much easier is it to make them your demise, when I am the darkness, so live with it all you'd like, I think you'll find it has plenty of me within. Now... Let the hunter become the hunted, don't be afraid when you realize, wherever darkness is about.. I surround you."

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Coriander was sure that his words were heard with this corpse. He made sure Denzel wasn't going to end up with him anyhow. That would be just plain silly. A half-breed with some odd thing who thought it was fun and amazing to play with shadows? To assume vampires weren't powerful enough to rule the land? To think that he was the chaos in the dark? This shell was on a path to his own self destruction.

After all, Coriander didn't try to rule to dark. He respected it. What it had to offer. What it protected him from during daylight. Whatever this thing was didn't have the right train of thought. Assuming such things. Especially of the Boogeyman himself. Coriander should have been appalled. But with the lack of such emotions to trigger that reaction, he merely stood there and stared at whatever it was that didn't possess a heartbeat.

And this thing didn't seem to understand that Coriander wasn't afraid of him. Only wary. Fearing a thing like this wasn't something Coriander was subject to. Ever. In fact, he offered it as a challenge. And the more the thing talked, that more bored Coriander was getting with it. And if Eric was looking to get under the skin of the old vampire, he had another thing coming. Because Coriander just wasn't the sort of beast to get annoyed either.

I was once human. He answered anyway. I did used to fear the dark. But obviously, time changes now doesn't it. he retorted and stood there still, keeping himself between Denzel and Eric. But he didn't say anything more. He realized that this creature in front of him was merely repeating things he had already said. Coriander didn't move and didn't speak too much more. This was getting boring. Whatever Eric was, Coriander was sure it was some crazy warlock. As he was assuming.

I do not fear you. I don't fear the dark. Deliver threats and repeat everything I say if it makes you feel superior. But it does not move me. he paused and glanced at Denzel before looking back at Eric. Your ignorance of others and your overbearing attitude towards power isn't something I haven't seen before. I've got other things to take care of. So do go on and play in the dark, child. Come Denzel. We have places to go. he stated lastly, glancing at the young woman again.

[Denzel Kumori]

Denzel stuck close to Corianders side, nodding. In a way, she wished she could of handled things as good as coriander. But still, she was young, and had much to learn. Denzel didnt dare say anything, for it was best she didnt right now. Perhaps later would be a better time to talk, when they are far away from this monster.