The Blood Moon Chronicles (Conqueror Prime & Rapedoll)

[Irvine]

As Paige would now undoubtedly see, Mallkior had not been joking or playing any kind of cruel trick. He was gone and she was now left alone in the woods, miles from the outskirts of Winchester, with werewolves prowling through the forest. Even though Paige wasn’t in any immediate danger, she would have no way of knowing that. While vampires were widely accepted by human culture, shapeshifters were feared worldwide. Here in Winchester, where even the vampires were taken with a grain of salt, shapeshifters were often killed on sight because of the threat of non-inherited carriers of the lycanthrope virus who would transform into feral killers on the night of a full moon.

Growing up in a society where shapeshifters were hunted, Paige was probably never taught the differences between the various kinds of lycanthrope carriers. To the ignorant, all shapeshifters were dangerous which, to a degree, they are. Even though a natural carrier of the virus could control their transformations, they could still give the virus to others who would then become the savage beasts spoken of by most of the town’s adults.

In those five minutes of solitude there by the roadside, Paige was being hunted. Two shadowy figures slipped through the trees as silently as any vampire as they crept toward the lone human figure standing dumbstruck along the road. They were close enough now that they could smell the girl’s perfume and though one of the figures found her scent to be enchanting, the faux pheromones agitated the other’s nose which caused the stalker to let out an audible sneeze. Paige would have had to hear it.

 

[Rapedoll]

Standing in the middle of the road Paige noticed something that started to disturb her.. It was quiet .. to quiet. This time of the year this far in the woods of Winchester VA. the sounds of crickets should have been filling the air. But now there where no sounds at all. Somebody or something must have disturbed the crickets to make them be quiet.. The eerie quiet sent chill down her spine.

Suddenly the quiet was broken by a sound behind her.. Startled, she jumped and let out a loud scream.. whipping around she saw two figures quickly approaching her. She took a step backwards.. her legs shaking, feeling like rubber. "Who.. Who are you?" She took another step back and almost tripped over her own feet before she decided to turn and run.

 

[Irvine]

“Smooth one, Irvine. It’s always nice to see the prince of the forest screwing up what should have been an easy ambush,” an agitated female voice said with a sarcastic tone.

“The last thing that I need is for the banished princess to start picking apart my way of doing things, Fiona,” a deep, almost feral-sounding male voice answered in quick retort. “There’s something unnatural about her scent. It burnt my nose.”

“That’s called perfume, genius,” the female voice piqued up again as the shadowed figures stepped out of the tree line and into the road.

Though there was very little light for Paige to see by, her eyes would have adjusted by now to allow her human eyes the maximum level of vision in this lighting. The figure on Paige’s left was clearly the source of the female voice. She was a little taller than Paige, standing at about five foot eight with, from what Paige could see, a fairly average build similar to the human girl’s own. Her long hair fell down past her hips and stood out among the darkness, reflecting nearly all of what little light that there was to give it a silver sheen. It was obvious that the woman was wearing a dark colored dress that fell down to her ankles and a stylish denim vest.

The other figure was, of course, the source of the male voice. He was taller than the other figure, about the same height that Mallkior had been actually. His hair was the same shade as his sisters but it appeared to be cut very short though that fact was an illusion of the night. His hair was long enough to reach the base of his spine but it was slicked back and tied into a braided tail around his back where Paige couldn’t see. From what the girl could tell in this light, he was only wearing a sleeveless white wife-beater style shirt and a pair of denim pants.

When the two figures stepped out so that Paige could see them, the male stopped to appraise the girl but the female figure continued to advance toward the young human. “Your scent is so familiar,” the female said as she advanced. “It’s… I know it, don’t tell me…”

The female, Fiona, was now very close to Paige, nearly toe to toe with the human girl. Fiona was clearly sniffing the poor brunette who had already been through so much tonight only to be eaten by wolves now? But they didn’t look like wolves.

“Ah, so that’s it,” Fiona said in a soft tone. Her hot breath crashed against Paige’s neck as she had leaned in close to get a better smell. “Romance by Ralph Lauren right? It’s a good choice; one of my personal favorites. It’s such an aggressive and sensual scent.” A cultured werewolf in the middle of the Virginia forest? Who would have thought?

 

[Rapedoll]

Paige watched and listened as the two figures bantered back and forth as the approached . Prince of the forest? Princess?? What the fuck had she gotten into now Paige thought. Oh gawd why did she even let Rachel talk her into coming tonight. Could anything else possibly go wrong.

Paige tried not to tremble as the woman came closer.. Paige couldn't seem to tear her eyes off of the man and woman.. but especially the man. As the woman leaned closer.. almost putting her nose against Paige's neck and sniffed, Paige could feel little goose bumps up and down her skin.

When the woman asked her a question about her perfume Paige almost couldn't speak .. She finally was able to nod and softly murmured "uh hu" while she kept her eyes on the man, who seemed to be less then amused by his sister right at the moment.