My Neko Slave Con't ((for razerwing))

[PsychoHC]

The rain poured down from the sky pounding against the roofs of stone buildings. A tall dark hooded figure stood in an black over coat. The figure's hand reached for the hood an slid it down to reveal long sliver hair that fell over the face of a vampire. The rain dripped down the tips of the vampires hair. A slight grin appeared as the vampire spoke. "Hmpt...finally it took long enough" the words were sharp and cold. Looking up the vampires identity became clear. It was Taylor and she had finally returned to the main island. Things seemed so dark now. vampires and nekos alike seemed nowhere to be found. Just stone buildings and an empty street. Had the war ended? who won? was there anyone left?

Taylor walked into empty run down building that appeared to be a bar. No one was inside and the place was trashed. The sliver haired vampire took a seat at the bar, still dripping from the rain. Taylor gazed to the left finding a glass of half full of red wine. The vampire took it and drank it in almost one shot. Before finishing up she saw a newspaper torn up a bit and on the front page in capital letters indicated the capture of Trystan. "Damn it" Taylor grit her teeth slightly but then sighed almost in relief *He's...alive?* Taylor thought but her expression stayed the same cold and heartless as always. The vampire stood up suddenly. "Err...I'm getting back what's mine!" Taylor growled breaking the glass in her hand in to 100s of little pieces.

Appearing in front of a very large concrete wall the vampires eyes narrowed. *This is it?* Taylor leaped up an landed flawlessly at the top of the wall and gazed down at the many guards that stood on nearly every inch of the grounds. "Pfft as if these weaklings will stop me" Taylors cold expression lightened only briefly as she sensed Trystans presences he was definitely around here. Her tongue brushed against her upper lip remembering the nekos taste of blood that she craved daily since it had stopped. "Err..." Taylor clench her fists and leaped down off the wall into the rain and mud covering her head with the hood once more. She blended in with the dark shadows the building wall castes. One by one Taylor took out any nearby guard cutting their throat silently as she made her way in to the building. She had never seen a building so heavily guarded.

 

[PsychoHC]

bumpp

 

[razerwing]

Meanwhile, Trystan was in the prison yard a few buildings away, bouncing a tennis ball off of the stone wall. He bounced it hard, and it zoomed past his head into one of the vampire criminals heads. With that done, he ducked away into cover, watching as a rival was accused of doing it. Push came to shove, and soon there was a ful blown prison riot. All he had to do now was wait for the guards to notice, and he could atleast attempt to get out. After he stole one of the guards rifles from the door on the second panel of hall 6. Hooray for being observant. Maybe he could.... no, he'd never be able to gather another army. Not without the trust he had lost. Man he missed Tay. He shook his head, focusing on getting out. Little did he know he would find a dead guard.

 

[PsychoHC]

Rounding the corner the hooded vampire nearly bumped into Trystan. The vampire took a step back smelling his blood scent basically hit her in the face. It was just as sweet as she remember it. But this was no time to daze off about his blood. "T-Trystan..."the hooded figure muttered. The prison alarm went off and Taylor growled "Damn it!" She grabbed his arm fully knowing he might know who she is with the hood on. Saying nothing she easily pulled him seeking him quickly back the way she came. "Common!" she demanded. A guard was coming around a different corner and Taylor leaped at him punching her fist nearly through his face sending soaring into the concrete wall. Taylor was always very strong but she seemed even stronger now. When she landed a small peice of her silver hair appeared from her hood. With her back to him she spoke again. "I'm glad that I finally found you" more voices were heading towards them.

 

[razerwing]

Trystan bumped into a hooded figure, and instantly recognized the voice. "Tay. What the he-" She yanked him by the arm before he could finish. "Tay, hold on! I've got a way out. I know everything about this place." Without speaking, save for a command, she sent a prison guard flying. Chuckling, he remembered her strength. "Tay, come on. They'll have whatever way you came in covered." He bolted to the downed guards body, pulling a rifle from the wreckage. "There will be a body chute a couple hundred yards from here. There's a tunnel past that that let's in fresh air." He checked the magazine, taking some ammo from the guard. His clothes were tattered, dirty. He had a red cloth covering his head, and white banages tied around calloused palms and knuckles. He'd had a rough year.

 

[PsychoHC]

Taylor nodded saying nothing and rand quickly and quietly in the direction towards the tunel he had mention. There was no time for words not that Taylor was ever very good at finding the right thing to say or saying anything at all. It was in her cold vampire nature that caused her to be more psyhical then emotional. Taylor stoped when they reashed the tunel and waited for him to lead the way. Right now her only focus was getting out and protecting him at all costs. Her being more powerful meant she could take A LOT more damage. Taylor was like a unbreakable wall but with the ablity to hit back. "Guide us out of here." she ordered as if he had been hers and nothing had changed. Though oddly the vampire kept her eyes cover and didn't lok at him even once.

 

[razerwing]

He nodded, smiling as he bolted down the dark, pitch-black corridor. The only sounds were those of his badly worn sneakers hitting the ground, and the occasional drip of water.He took an abrupt left, the scent of fresh air hinting at freedom. "Come on Tay." He put his head down and barrelled towards the smell. 'Almost there, almost there,' he thought to himself. After a few minutes, light was visible. Suddenly, Trystan slowed himself, getting very cautious. "The last few feet are always the most dangerous." He tapped the ground infront of him, only to have what appeared to be solid brick crumble into nothingness. "Stay next to the walls." With that, he started sliding on the wall, slow and careful.

 

[PsychoHC]

It was in Taylors nature not to listion to any orders especially from a neko which of course as a vampire she still found less then herself. Taylor stepped away from the wall with a cold expression on her face. "I can handle anything that gets in my way" The vampire growled when suddenly a noise echoed behind them. They were being followed. But it was only one guard. "Errr...What the Hell!" The vampire jolted at the guard. "Well....at least I get to shed a little more blood. This is the most fun I've had in a while" The vampire muttered and gripped the guard's face in her hand. He pointed the gun at her chest. "Hmpt..." Seconds away from pulling the trigger Taylors immensely powerful grip crushed his skull in her bare hand. He fell lip in her arms as she let go of the dead body. "Weakling. I can't believe you've been held by such pieces of crap" Taylor still did not look at Tristan. "Lets go" she demanded waiting for the neko to keep leading the way. Taylor figured it was unlikely that any other guards were following them since that one wondered off on his own and was with no one else.

 

[razerwing]

"Yeah, well, I ain't a vampire Tay. I'm a strategist." He popped his head out from the opening, looking around cautiously before climbing out all the way. The light shined on his pale skin, almost pure white from lack of sun. He seemed skinnier, his cherkbones more visible. He had even lost a little bit of the flash in his eyes, the bright blue somewhat foggy. He also had a new scar, one that ran a jagged line from his left shoulder, over, and across his collarbone. "So, we're out. What now? Twenty dollars says your house has been rented out by someone. Every back home thinks your dead." He closed his eyes, his brow furrowing. "I KNEW you were dead, yet here you are. What the hell happened?"

 

[PsychoHC]

Taylor finally unhooded herself reveling the cold emotionless expression on the silver haired vampires face. Taylor clenched her fists for a moment but then released them as she gazed down at the neko. A gleam of something seemed to flash through her ice like eyes when she stepped forward backing him up against a nearby wall. The silver haired vampire pressed her hands against the wall on either side of him gazing into the beat up looking nekos eyes. Taylor gazed over all his cuts and scars and growled slightly. "Damn it!" The vampire showed one of the only emotions she knew, anger. She had ignored his questions at first. "God fucking damn it! I should have been there for you....errrr....I should have been there to protect you!" The vampire noticed the scar between the tears in his clothing and placed her finger tips on it tracing it slightly. "What kind of master was I to leave you for so long?! Err...I was weak...but...but now Im a lot stronger" Taylor suddenly grabbed the nekos chin forcing him to look up directly into her red colored eyes. She had remembered that at last parting she had left him by means of suicide but when she was killing her father along with herself she didn't expect the after math to be so terrible. "Im...not gonna leave you this time, Got that?!" The vampire leaned in and pressed her lips deeply into his pulling him into her the harder she pushed. The kiss lasted several moments. Taylor hadn't tasted Trystan in anyway in such a long time. His lips then reminded her of his blood but he was not up to perfect health yet to drink from him. It would only strain him. After the aggressive kiss broke Taylor let out small pants to catch her breath. "It's been awhile..." the vampire stated before letting him go. "My place is burnt down..Damn bastard left me a parting present. I can only wonder where Tomas is now. Hopefully in Hell" Taylor folded her arms and lean up against the wall. "Do you have any connections? Errrrr my backs killing me and Ive been looking for something other then a rock to sleep on. Royals shouldn't have to live this way" It was amazing of how proud she stay of being a royal vampire even after everything. Taylor always had too much pride. "Ill tell you about...my resurrection as soon as we have a place to be" the emotionless vampire finally answered.

 

[razerwing]

His eyes went wide when she kissed him. Emotion almost vibrated under his skin. He pushed himself deeper into her embrace. When the kiss broke, he blinked to clear his head. "I have connections. Believe it or not Tay, after you blew up your dad, not only did we get support from the humans, we started seeing vampires show up to help cook and treat the wounded. We didn't have to kill as many broken nekos as you thought we would. Actually, we only had to kill the ones Tomas had. Anyway, before they brought down the command center, a small group of vampires built a small shelter. The nekos there will be very happy to see you." He gently led her hand away from his scar. "As for Tomas, we forced the bastard underground. He still has control of most of the city, but he never comes out of hiding." He smiled a little, starting to walk again. "Cheer up Tay. Show some emotion. You aren't a Royal anymore. You're a godess, a war hero. Lossen up a little. You deserve it." It became apparent he had become somewhat erratic, with his sudden mood swings. "I tell ya Tay, first thing I'm going to do when we get there is take a nice, long, hot shower."

 

[PsychoHC]

The vampires face stayed emotionless. It would be very difficult to drop old habits. Taylor was raised to always be strong and to never show weakness or meaningless emotion, something she had been trying to over come and express even just a little. "It is...difficult. Royal blood runs through my veins, try as I may I can't help but want to control everything around me and to use my strength to rule. Even now I have ergs that tell me to take over this country and rule. Because...I know I could....and I know It would be nearly impossible to stop me. I am the rightful ruler after all...but I....I...can not say that I would rule any different then my father since he is the one who raised me, and that is all I know....but for right now I am not focused on those ergs only on killing Tomas once and for all." The vampire walked quietly along side of the neko for a few moments. flashes of memories or their relationship passed through her mind for a few moments. She was never really great to him, like most vampires were to nekos and always very cold. Though that was not always how she felt but there was always something inside her that made her act that way sometheing that made her forceful with him and controlling when it came down to what she wanted. But thats just how things were in those days. The vampire took from the neko what ever they wanted and most times it was very hard to control themselves. Taylor followed Trystan to his connections place. "hmpt...yea...A shower does sound good" all the words she spoke always sounded so emotionless but when she was agry on blood lusting. The vampire stretched her arms above her head in a carefree manner. "Im ready to go in when you are"

 

[razerwing]

He sighed. She was just as stubborn as usual. He walked to the wooden door and tapped three times. "Un trz, de nas de triú," a voice called. Trystan smiled. "Du neh Trystan, brakki tyu Taylor. Eh duma shen?" Inside small cheers were heard. The door opened quickly, big, round neko eyes staring reverently at Taylor. Before anyone could react, she hugged the vampires leg. She was missing an ear. "These neko's are young. Most of them anyways. They all look up to you like a goddess. This... hopefully this will be the place you loosen up a little." He smiled at her warmly. "Well, only one shower works for now. We've been having problems with the pipes. Anyway, I'm going to take a shower." He gave a small bow, turned, and left for the shower. He quickly got undressed, making sure the water would help soothe his acquired shoulder problem. His left shoulder, according to the doctor there, would be in pain for a long time. Damn prison guards. He shook his head, stepping in and letting the water run over him.

 

[PsychoHC]

The vampire backed up slightly getting virtually takeled by al lof the nekos. "Ah...er.....WHAT THE HELL!?" It was kind of funny to see the cold emotionless vampire be surrounded by all cute nekos and her not knowing how to react to any of it. "Ahh get off me! I don't do touchy feely" the vampire muttered but the nekos didn't really listion. These were different nekos the kind that didnt quiver at a vampires word. The silver haired vampire sighed. "God damn it" she walked forward with three of them still attached to her. "Errr....were did all the respect go" she muttered angrly to herself but found her way to the kitchen and found several nekos in there with aprons on and cooking. Taylors eyes widened only slightly as the nekos illuminated in cuteness. *Errrrr what the hell is wrong with me...must just be those stupid vampire ergs* Of course Taylor hadn't been around nekos or anyone else for a long while since she began traveling. It was amazing how vampire ergs came back so quickly when put in certain situations. The vampire walked angrily out of the kitchen and basically marched up the stairs to get away from the attention. Suddenly she heard the shower water and remembered Trystan was in there. Out of know where she headed in there without knocking or saying anything. A moment later she opened the shower curtain and stood gazing at her wet beat up neko. "Hey....." there was very little emotion on her face as the vampire invaded his privacy. A momet later Taylor hoped in to the shower backing him up while coming closer to him. The shower water was pouring down on her now weting her silver hair and clothes. Coming closer and closer to his face with hers she gazed into his eyes looking down at him. "What happened to asking your master if they'd like a shower first?" Her tone was sharp and cold. Though she was slightly kidding? Taylor gripped his wrist and pushed his arm above his head still gazing down at him. Taylors bangs fell over her cold eyes slightly as she payed more attention to his scars. "You must have gotten it bad there...." her words were short. "I suppose your marks will always remind me of how I wasn't there to protect you..."Taylor didn't really mean to say that out loud it was just a thought but it was true. Taylors other hand moved to his waist and rested there. "I.....haven't really seen you undressed in a long time." Her tone was still emotionless as she began rubbing her hand up and down his side. His skin was rough but to her that didn't matter. Taylor was just focused on actually touching him again. But of course she would never say anything too sincere. Holding him and touching him this way only brought back memories of how things were...she always liked taking him when she wanted him.

 

[razerwing]

He had just been standing there, letting the water rinse away the dirt, dried blood, and memories of the prison, when he'd heard the bathroom door open. Only a few seconds after, the shower curtain was pushed aside, revealing Tay. He made no move to cover up. He was still as bare as last time. He smiled a little at her question. "Well, I figured you wouldn't want a dirty neko, so I took the liberty. Figured you'd find your way here eventually." He chuckled as she pinned his hands above his head, her clothes thoroughly soaked. "Honestly Tay, I didn't get it too bad. Not compared to the others." His cheery mood vanished for a second as he shuddered, then came back. "As for you not being there for me, remember that I'd survived a long time alone before we met. You don't need to be constantly worrying." He almost mewled when he felt her hand on his waist. It had been so long since he had been touched, save for the beatings. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath to stop sound from coming from him. He couldn't stop a whisper of a moan as her hand rubbed his waist, which was almost like a girls. "T-Tay?"

 

[PsychoHC]

Taylors narrowed when his soft moan was heard. Taylor bit slightly on her lip before continuing the motion with her hand. The noise had honestly drove her a little crazy, it had been too long and the vampire had been holding in a bunch of pent up aggression. Suddly her hand went to his tail gripping it remembering the tail is a sensitive area on all nekos. She began rubbing it gently. She still had his hand pinned above his head. The silver haired vampire gazed deeply into his eyes watching each of his reactions. The water poured down on the both of them dripping off tayors bangs and hair and drenched her clothes. The tall vampire got closer to him so that their bodies touched. The suddenly Taylors hand moved and grabbed his ass "Err..." the vampires eyes shifted to the left and then back down at him. "Damn...I...I...err..haven't taken you...in a while" the vampires face was emotionless but her tone was sharp and demanding.

 

[razerwing]

He drew in a deep breath as she gripped his tail and pressed closer to him. Another tiny moan passed his lips, and he opened his eyes to look at her. "Y-you'll be happy to know, no one has taken me s-since you left." He gave her a little smile, closing his eyes again and letting the sensations take over. His tail did something it had never done before. It curled in on itself, brushing the back of her hand with the amazingly soft fur. He tried in vain to move his hands, and his self-control was slipping. He moaned again, keeping it as quiet as possible. "Tay, could yyou stop teasing please?"

 

[PsychoHC]

The vampire grew a very slight smirk on her face when he begged her to stop teasing him.
"Heh...but I like the sounds you make when I tease you" the words sounded so strange coming from such an emotionless face. The vampires hand slide around to his hip and pressed gently on his hip bone before going further down and grabbing his dick. Taylor watched him squirm beneath her and couldn't help but begin motioning her hand up and down squeezing him tightly. Watching the nekos reactions made her want to do more...take complete control of him. Taylor brought her face closer to his neck and smelt the wonder scent of his blood within him. Her eyes narrowed lusting for the sweet taste of his blood. "I...er....w-want..." Something was holding her back from taking him completely right then and there and sinking her fangs into his small neck. All of the ergs a vampire has to control a neko sored through her. Taylor's hand moved a bit faster on him. For a moment it was as if the vampire was in a trance. "Damn it...errr..." when suddenly there was a knock on the door. Taylor kept going at first ignoring the knock until it happened again. Taylors eyes widened and she looked down at the neko, waking out of her trance. "I...I guess some needS to get in" And just like that she stepped away coldly and let go of him heading towards the door. The silver-hair vampire swung through the door seeming a little pissed/frustrated and headed into the hall. "Where the hell am I suppose to sleep anyway?": she muttered to herself.

 

[razerwing]

Trystan sighed both in relief and disappointment as Taylor left. He could scent her bloodlust, and it had been strong. He shook his head, continuing as if nothing happened, his breathing turning regular as he cleaned. When he finished, he stepped out, hidden by steam as he dried himself off with a towel. He wrapped it around his waist as he rummaged around in the closet for some clothes. When he found them, he quietly slipped out, dressing on his way to his room. He bumped into Tay again in the hallway, and she seemed a bit lost. "If you want, you could... uhm...... sleep in my room." He looked down at his feet, blushing slightly, his hair still a little wet and hiding his eyes. "You know, if you are okay with it."

 

[PsychoHC]

The vampire truned to look at him slightly but with her back mostly to him. "Hmpt...whatever, that works I guess" Taylor was awful at both understanding people and reading them but noticed his blush on his face. Taylor turned to face him and leaned forward. "hm...interestinmg" she didn say anything but stare at him. "Well I need to lay down so show me where it is" Taylor watched the neko and began slipping into a trance again. It was obvious she had been going without blood for too long, but she quickly shook her head and snapping out of it.

 

[razerwing]

He smiled, nodding slightly as he turned on his heels. He held his hands behind him, at the wrists as though they were bound by invisible ropes. Soon, they came to the door of his old room. "Give me a moment to clean please. I haven't been here for years." He bowed slightly, slipping into his room. He quickly stashed his leather journal, hiding it between the mattress, and taking the small pistol and hiding it on the top shelf of the closet. He put the armband from his old clan in his pillow case, then proceeded to clean the room, removing the cob-webs and dust bunnies. When he was done, he opened the door wide, and ushered Taylor inside. "Is this good?" Something was different about his voice. The picture on the now hiden journal had brought up his past, something he didn't want to remember.

 

[PsychoHC]

"Yea I guess this will work" Taylor noticed a strange expression on his face but decided to not comment on it when she got distracted but somtheing out the window. "S-snow.." only a few flakes fell from the sky. The vampire had lost track of the seasons since she had been away. Taylor walked over to the window and gazed out at the slowly falling little puffs of snow. "Hmpt" Taylor foled her arms leaning against the boarder of the window. Suddenly she had a very uncomfortable look on her face. Something about the snow stuck a memory in her past that obviously bothered her. But the silver haired vampire shook it off and closed her eyes. "Hey.." she called out at Trystan in a cold tone. "Whats up with you? Don't think I missed that look on you face" she wasn't even facing him. Her back was to him as if she didn't really care. But she was partly asking him to clear her own mind of her own thoughts.

 

[razerwing]

Trystan sighed, shaking his head. "Nothing Tay. A different story for a different time is all." He chuckled, doing a damned good job of concealing his very close call of a meltdown. "What about you? Haven't seen an auric color like that since we first met. You're obviously hiding something about your past." He lay down on his large bed. "I think you should tell me why the white snow brought up dark memories. All my stories are old, stale. I have yet to hear yours though." He smiled at her, even though her back was to him.

"Or, we could go to sleep and you could tell me in the morning." He stretched, shedding his shirt and curling comfortably under the blanket. There was plenty of room for Taylor.

 

[PsychoHC]

The vampire growled slightly. Taylor never "talked about feelings" if she ever talked at all. "Hmpt....it's nothing forget about it" the vampire climbed into bed with him coldly facing the other way still facing the window. *The snow...* Taylor thought before covering the looking in her ice-like eyes with her silver bangs. Tough even about the littlest things, that was just the vampire way. Her fists were clenched under the covers. Taylors memories flashed through her mind as if she was watching a movie. The vampire tried hard to shake th memories, anything to get them out of her mind. "Grrr GOD DAMN IT!" the vampire jolted up slightly enraged. the only thing that she could think of to get these thoughts out of her mind was blood. Forfilling one desire would clear her mind of anything else. Suddly as if Trystan was weightless the vampire gripped on to his arm and pulled him underneath her gazing down at him with slightly crazyed-lustful eyes. "Errr...I can't take it anymore!" the vampire pushed his chin to the side with one hand while pinning him down to the bed effortlessly with the other. "I...err...want your blood...and Im gonna take it" the vampire quickly rushed into his next pressing her lips against it and begain sucking in the area she was going to bite.

 

[razerwing]

Trystan chuckled. That was Taylor for you. Never let anything slip. Damn her and her royal blood. He lay down, his head barely hitting the pillow before he was asleep. He didn't really register that Taylor had come to bed until he was yanked up by cold hands. For a second, his head was on her lap, but that quickly changed. The speed in which the former soldier was pinned down and his neck exposed would've shamed him if he wasn't weak from lack of food..... and if he hadn't missed her so damn much. He squeeked quitely when she started to suck and nibble on the place she was going to bite.... eventually. Trystan simply closed his eyes, a tiny moan coming forth. He flicked his ears lovingly against her face, hoping she had missed the soft fur, at least a little bit.