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A Eternally Lonely Soul

loneiysong

loneiysong

Pulsar
Joined
Apr 13, 2012
Location
Someplace where depression always finds me.
It was wierd. She was so in love. But love was fleeting. Love was mortal. But she no longer was. Yet, the pining in her heart remained burning away at her very being. Tears filled her eyes as she remained in the tomb sitting ever vigil over the coffin. How could he leave her. So suddenly, so alone. No more sun, no more light, no more being happy. She didn't deserve to be happy, she deserved what she was. Damned.

For all eternity.

She knew she deserved it. But why? She had never done anything wrong. She was always a good person. Taking care of those less fortunate, or unable to defend themselves. If it was a noble cause, just look at the role sheet. You would find her name there.

Talia Bethany Green.

Now forever young. Forever beautiful. Forever alone. She didn't want to be alone. Alone was the worst. Alone was what she always was. Ever since she was born, she was passed from foster home to foster home. Ugly, nasty boys sneaking into her room to take from her. Always taking. But that was the life of Talia. She thought with a snort and rolled her purple eyes. That was the world. Always taking, never giving. She thought it had changed that one night. Coming home from her nursing class, she was dragged into an alleyway. But a man had saved her. Or so she thought.

He took her around, he doted on her. But he always came out at night. It was funny now that she thought of it. Running her hand through her hair she shut her eyes. He told her that it was just a day job, but now she knew better. Watching him being staked through the heart by a hunter. The hunter turned his gaze to her and pulled a new stake from his jacket. Then-what?

Darkness.

Waking up, she was starving. Nothing would appease her appetite. Not until she was walking down the street and smelt something delicious. It smelled sweeter and more delicious than everything else. It was a car accident. The firemen had everything cleaned up, but the sewers ran red with blood. Unable to help herself, she got onto her hands and knees and began to lap like a ravenous creature. No one saw her, thank God.

So this was her life she had been living. Five years. She somehow adapted. But the lack of sun was somethign that was wearing on her. It was ok for the first few years. But now, she craved it, like a druggy craves their next fix. She dreamed of laying out in the sun. Feeling warm. Feeling loved again. She frowned and stood up.

"You did this to me, Angelo, you turned me against your will. How was I to know you kept feeding me your blood. I died with your blood in my system. That is what turned me." She growned running her pale fingers through her lavender hair. "And what is more Angelo, you gave me an eternal life that I don't knwo what to do with." She sighed and looked at the remains that would never come back. "I have to move on, but I am stuck." She sighed and looked up hearing thunder crash and heavy rain fall. No time for pity parties, best to go home.

Thankfully, she was able to find a warehouse that no one owned. She couldn't cross the border of her own dorm. And after a while, she was labled as a missing person. But no one missed her enough to go looking.

Opening her Van Gogh umbrella, she stepped out. She wore a large heavy wool jacket over her white shirt. Her skirt fluttered around her booted feet. She shivered as her lavender hair fluttered around her. It was going down. Heavy and hard. Walking into her warehouse, she sat down and and began to make herself some warm tea. Looking down, she thought about what her life had become.
 
Clayton Lambrecht Had been alive for hundreds of years, he was changed by a foolish young vampire. That had thought to turn him into an undead servant but he did not yet know how to do so properly. Once Clayton came back to life as a vampire he was so very mad, that he spent years hunting the vampire that changed him, since he had started off running after figuring out his mistake. He had not been able to find the vampire that turned him and he would always be searching for him. The chase went threw all of Europe and to the Americas, It was hard to go threw the list of every place he had gone threw his chase.

All along the way he slowly learned the best ways to hunt and feed, so that he would not attract any attention by humans, it was a hard way to learn on a chase like he was. Always trying to get a step ahead of the one he was after, most do not understand how hard things are when you do not have someone to help show you the way, especially when your powers start to develop. You start to brake things you don't want to, or take over minds by accident, it could get you into a lot of truble if you could not figure out what you were doing.

After chasing the vampire around for a few years in America, Clayton Lambrecht stumbled across a girl that had been changed against her will and her peril jumped out at him when he saw her drinking blood in the street from the shadows. Since he could understand what she would be going threw he decided to keep an eye on her to see if she would need his help.

When he thought he had watched her for long enough, he decided that is was time for him to offer his services to her and take a brake from his chase, since he had all the time in the world now and he did deserve some rest after being on the hunt for so long. He had decided to wait inside her warehouse that she now called home, when she came in and got herself settled, he stepped out of the shadows slowly. The light revealing his 6ft form, dress in black leather, with brown eyes, black hair, and pale skin. "Hello there." He said in a quiet voice.
 
Talia looked up. Her purple eyes looking at him. Not seeing. She swallowed her hand poised over the tea pot. It was obvious from the veins in her hands that she had not had a good amount of blood. The only type of blood she drank was heavily diluted in water. Finally, raising slowly to her smaller 5'7 form, she began to step back. Her hands raised. "Look, I don't want to fight. But I will. I came by this warehouse fair and square." She looked at him backing up towards the door. She still kept her hands up and held out. "It is condemned but the city is either too lazy to tear it down or waiting on a buyer. Again, I do not want to fight but I will." She snarled gripping the umbrella and moved so her bag was against the wall. She did not know how to fight. She was just a baby vampire. The only blood she got off were people who were thrown to the curb after a fight, and they left blood build up in either puddles, park ponds, or and she hated that she even did this, vomit. People got sick and puked up blood alot. Especially the homeless. That blood tasted bitter, but it was enough to keep her going.

She looked at him and frowned. Tears of frustration filling her eyes. "Why are you even here? Leave me alone." She trembled harder and looked between him and the door. She didn't know if she would rather run, or defend herself to the death. Not much worth fighting for anymore. She swallowed harder. The battle that waged on within her making her fangs grow larger. It was her defensive mechanism.
 
Clayton looked over the girl, watching her as she moved and took closer note on how her body looked, clearly seeing how hungry a state she was in. He stood there watching the young vamp, seeing that is was clear that she did not yet understand anything about what she was. "Who said I was looking for a fight or wanting to take your home away?" He asked softly, as the sadows gently wrapped around parts of his body as he showed her little pieces of his power. "Why are you living in a place like this? You should be able to find someplace better. Hell if you have cash I would say rent someplace in a hotel." He said to her wondering why she had not done so. "I have come here to offer you help. You do not know anything about what you are and I would be willing to help you find your way." He said to her not even bothering to raise his fists or anything like that.

He tilted his head to the side slightly as if trying to figure out what was going threw her mind. "You do not want my help? I see that you must get almost no food in you and you really do not know what to do. I was after someone but you looked like you really needed my help so I have stopped my hunt to do so. If you do not want my help then ill just leave you to waist away or suffer with bad tasting food." He said simply as he let the shadow slowly start to take a hold of him getting ready to leave if she would not accept him.
 
"Wait wait don't go!" She howled but ran forward and looked at him and bit her lip and blushed. She hated that she looked so desperate and she clung her hands together and then looked at him. "Do you know what I am? What I have become? Please help me." She bit her lip and rubbed her forehead. "The man that did this to me is dead and turned to dust and I..." Her chin quivered as she raised her hands to her face and fell to her knees before this incredibly handsome vampire. She sobbed and shook her head.

"Please don't leave me alone." Her veins had turned a gross black color that was common in a vampire that had no real blood. She shivered and raised her hands in supplication. "I will do whatever it takes to not feel like this. I used ot have a house, but I can't go back. I have tried, but I can't get through teh front door."
 
Clayton stopped and the shadows fell back away from him when her words came out, not moving away when she started to run to him. "Very well, I will not leave you..... As for what you are, I know what you are and I can teach you what you need to know my dear." He watched the girl carefully as she moved nervously. "The one who turned you then was a fool. He did not know what he was doing, much like the one I am after or rather was after and will be again...... I will teach you what he should have, so that you can live in better condition." He stated quietly.

"I will not leave you.... As for why you cannot get into t=your house, it is because there are natural wards on family homes or any place where a family or family's have lived for long periods of time. So hotels or condo are the best places for a vamp to find a new home. Though I think the first thing we really need to do, is get you some food. Once you get a good drink you will feel a LOT better." He said to her as he took her hands gently in his and started to pull on her hands softly.
 
She looked up at him. Wrapping her arms around him she sighed and shut her eyes as he promised to teach her all she needed to know. She stood up and then nodded a bit and swallowed softly. She sighed and nodded and ran a hand through her lavender hair and blushed. "I have been in a perpetual state of hunger ever since I re woke up." She stood up and wrapped her fingers around his. Her hands were cold. She nodded and smiled watching him softly. With a sigh, she smiled and wrapped her arms around him and swallowed. "Thank you." SHe whispered and bit her lip.

She nodded and smiled. "Thank you for coming to me. To help me." Sh blushed feeling warmth in his hands. She bit her lip and then a part of her warned her it would be best not to trust thiis man that she just met. He would use her and leave her. She was just something to him. That was it.
 
Clayton let a small smile come to his face as her arms wrapped around him, he stroked her hair gently then allowed her to get up from where she was. He watched as she started to pull herself together, starting to run a hand threw her hair and then another smile came to his lips when she started to blush. "Well we will be fixing your hunger shortly that is an easy fix. Though you will have to be careful not to drink to much from your first feeding tonight, I do not like killing humans unless forced. With you in this state I might have to keep an eye just in case you lose yourself." He said softly as her fingers intertwined with his, he wrapped his arms around her as she gave him another hug. "You are welcome. I just don't like seeing someone having to go threw something I was forced to figure out." He said softly.

"Now before we go, what is your name?" He asked looking down at her as the shadows started to wrap around them both, ready to take them where ever he wanted to head out to. As the shadows wrapped around them their bodies started to fade away and before you could think they were away and in a secluded ally by a club.
 
She sighed and then bit her lip. She listened to him and nodded softly. "I understand." She frowned and looked at him. So he didn't get to have a choice either. Reaching out, she stopped herself and balled her fist to her chest and swallowed and nodded.

"My name is Talia." She looked down and gasped as the shadows began to wrap around her and looked at him and gasped as she was transported in the next moment by an alley. She frowned and looked around and then up to the club and blinked against the rain. Looking at him she swallowed. "What is your name?" She pulled her coat closer. She was happy she didn't get a chance to take off her jacket. She could hear the thrum of the base. It sounded like the hearts inside. Her mouth began to water. She could feel the pressure behind her eyes and jaw that noted that she was enlarging her teeth and her eyes began to dilate. She could smell the blood. But she turned and began to rush towards the mouth of the alley. She had to get out of here. She could feel the monster within waking up and demanding she lay waste to the people inside the club.
 
Clayton smiled as they came out and she started to figure out where they were, the water felt nice on his skin though he did not give any indication of it. "My name? Well its..... Clayton Lambrecht" he stated as his eyes looked around the area for anything that might make an easy meal for them, though it seemed that they would have to go into the club. He watched as the girls hunger began to kick in trying to take control of her, and the fight she was having with herself. Once she started to run away he jumped in front of her with a burst of speed, stopping her from going anywhere he did not want her to. His hands shot up and grabbed a hold of her shoulders and held her firmly. "Hold fast. You must control it. Take in deep breaths, you need to feed soon or else it will get a lot worse. Trust me...... I will not allow you to kill anyone but we must get you fed so you wont continue to be so weak that you cant get your own food. You should of been able to charm someone into giving you some fresh blood my dear." He said firmly to her.
 
Talia smiled and nodded. "Clayton," that was before she felt the hunger, the rage, the sadness, and the lonelyness. God the lonelyness was the worse. She wanted to run away. But that was when he stopped her. She shivered and then looked at the club and then to him and her fangs grew. She was so hungry. She growled and then nodded. She swallowed and then turned walking to the alley. She opened the door calmly. Even her nails had grown a bit. The smell hit her full in the face. She wanted to drain them all. With a growl, she slowly began to walk forward. Her mind reaching out little tendrils telepathically to anyone who would unknowingly nibble. It as a lot like fishing. Or what she knew of fishing.

She moved to a booth alone and sat down crossing her legs waiting patiently for someone with a weak will not previously engaged to come over and feed her. She looked down and away and bit her lip.
 
Clayton smiled at Talia as she started to look back to the club, as she slowly let her hunger only take a little bit of control. He kept an eye on her and followed behind as she went into the club his ears starting to ring with the loud music, he kept a few yards between them as he watched what was happening, he could feel the pull that she was putting out and could see other men starting to take note of her and wanting to get her attention. He watched her carefully as a man started to move over to Talia and took a seat next to her starting to talk to her, he started to smile a litttle as her first victim started to engage her. He would need to really keep an eye on her now just in case she got carried away, she would need to get the man to go outside with her so that she could talk him into letting her feed off of him. Once that happened he would have to make sure she did not take too much blood which would be easy to drink too much.
 
Talia looked up seeing a very handsome man take the bait. She smiled and turned her leg draping over him. She wrapped an arm around him and they began to talk. It was obvious she was flirting. She chuckled and let him run his hand through her hair. She listed to him and soon they were making out. She broke the kiss, shutting her eyes that glowed yellow in the dark. She smiled and got up and took his hand. They began to walk to the bathroom. Talia wanted the man to be safe. Outside was not safe. She smiled sneaking into the men's room with him and began to pant hotly. He kissed her deeply as they moved into a clean stall and he locked the door and she groaned. He lifted her skirt and ran her fingers over her thighs and caught her lips deep. She groaned and then as he began to fumble with his pants, she kissed along his jaw and down his neck. But right as she bit into his neck, he gave him the image of sliding into her hot wet pussy. He groaned as he came in his pants but she continued to drink pushing him against the wall rocking her hips against him.
 
Clayton smiled to himself as he watched her do her thing, from the other side of the club, he could not help himself but let out a chuckle as he watched her, the leg draping over the other mans. It was good that she was getting somewhere with him, while he waited and watched the young vampire he started to talk to a girl, so that he would not look all that strange. His eyes would flicker over to the other vampire to see if she had taken off yet or not, he watched as they finally got up from the bar then started off to the bathroom together. He however held his place, continuing his talk with the other girl as he counted down time while the others were alone. After a few minuets he broke off the conversation and then headed off to the bathroom himself, he could hear sounds from one of the stalls as if something was going on inside one of them. He gave her another bit of time to make sure she had a good drink before he pulled open then door and tried to get the girl off of the human so she did not drain him too much. "Now let him go. You have taken enough from this human." He told her in a quiet and firm voice.
 
She had drank her fill and pulled back. The man that she had pinned to the wall of the bathroom. She felt his blood coursing through her veins. She panted and looked at him as another need began to awaken. The man's hard on pressed against her stomach and she sighed and began to rock her hips up and began to once again kiss his neck holding him close.

Hearing Clayton come in, she panted softly. She looked at Clayton. Blood rolling down her chin and her eyes swirling a ful blackness. She shivered and blushed a bit. "Clayton, I am horny." She said quietly. It came out a soft moan. She rocked her hips forward and back. Just wanting some sort of release.
 
Clayton was shocked at what he found when he opened the door, he took in the sight of Talia seeing the effect that such a feeding was having on her. It was clear that she was going threw a rush right now of being fed after so long and it was hyping everything up for her. "I can help you with that." He said pulling her over around the other man and then pushed her against the sink, then lifted her up onto it and spread her legs apart. Before moving between them and moving one hand to his pants to free himself. After which his other hand went under her skirt and pulled her panties out of the way allowing his cock a clear shot at her entrance, as he moved himself forward and got the head of himself into her tight cunt with a soft moan.
 
Talia blushed adn looked down. She shivered. Reaching out, she took his hand and gasped as he lifted her onto the sink, but she spread her legs. Wrapping them around his waist. Panting, she shut her eyes adn rocked her hips forward and back against him. She was hungry, and the promise of a good feeding was driving her on. She blushed as he pulled her panties aside and freed himself. She gasped feeling his head enter her. She could feel everything. Gripping his shoulders, her legs tightened harder around his waist and she moaned. She panted feeling him stretch her. For a human it would be painful, but the pain made her feel it more acutely and she welcomed everything. She licked her bloody lips and rocked her hips up. Her pussy was wet and hungry as it gripped his cock.

"Please, Clayton, please." Her voice was soft and lyrical. The voice of a beautiful hunter that enticed their prey into her clutches.
 
Clayton smiled at Talia as she wrapped her legs around him, his body moving closer to hers, his starting to give off a heat with the need that they were both sharing. He was starting to pant heavily as she did not fight in fact she did everything she could to get him inside her faster. He let out a soft growl as she gripped his shoulders as he started to push in even deeper into her tight folds, her legs pulling him powerfully into her, making him slide himself all the way in quickly. Once he had all of himself inside her he gave her a deep kiss tasting the blood that was still on her lips, his arms wrapping around her keeping her close. His hips starting to thrust into her and grind into her tight cunt moans escaping from his mouth as he pumped into her.
 
Talia grunted and groaned. Oh he was so warm. He made her feel warm over. She rocked her hips up against him and panted. His growl was met with a growl of her own. She leaned her head back and panted harder. But she felt that kiss. That soft gentle kiss. Oh she loved it so much. It was perfect. Her tongue moved out from between her lips stroking along his own lips asking for entry. She smiled adn ran her tongue along his. She panted and grunted. Her fingers gripped his hair as she sought to feed every primal urge she had as a demon. She didn't feel quite so alone. Not anymore.
 
Clayton panted and moaned softly as he started to thrust harder and deeper, her movements making him wanting to do all the more to make her feel the pleasures. His tongue playing with hers as his hands ran all along her body and slid under her shirt to pay with her breasts as he ground against her, his cock pressing against her cervix trying to enter her womb. he let out a pleased groan as her hands went into his hair. He started to pant as her started to pull almost all the way out then slam back into her body, loving the feeling of her wrapped around him, as his fingers started to play with her nipples.
 
Talia panted and groaned. The feel of his tongue against hers was absolutely mind shattering. Leaning her head back, she gasped gripping his hair still. All the noises, groans and the sound of his member sliding in and out of her wetness were too much. She loved it. She laughed softly as she shut her eyes and sighed and panted. He would probably feel her heart racing against her nipple. She groaned when he pulled out only to gasp with renewed pleasure as he thrust hard and deep into her. She shut her eyes leaning her head back and groaned softly to him. "Clayton." She breathed his name like a prayer.

Her body got tighter by the minute and soon she was softly whimpering and gripping his hair tighter. Sweat rolling down her forehead. It wouldn't be long utnil she came. She panted and grutned to him trying to alert him of her state.
 
Clayton started to rotate his hips, trying to touch every inch inside of her body, his hands pinching and twisting her nipples as his member started to throb inside her from all of the pleasure. His heat started to pump faster as he leaned forward and nipped at her neck, as he started to thrust in and out of her as hard and as fast as he could. PLeasure starting to overwhelm his body as he gave a final slam into Talia cumming hard inside her spraying his seed into her tight cunt. His arms moving around her back and holding her tightly against himnself as he continued to spray his seed into her, his lips finding hers for a deep kiss that he moaned into with pleasure.
 
Talia panted feeling him slam hard and fast into her. It felt so great. Shutting her eyes she howled in pleasure. She panted and then leaned her head to the side. Offering him the ultimate bond between vampires. The pleasure of biting into anothers throat while in the middle of intercourse. She shut her eyes and panted harder. Ohh he felt so good. With the final slam, he shoved past her cervix and gasped feeling his warmth spray into her. She gasped in pleasure and came hard against him and blushed. She was panting for air. Oh it felt so great.

When she thought it couldn't get better, he kissed her. Growling, she kissed him hungrily and deeply arching her hips agianst him again. She groaned and shivered leaning in closer to him holding him tightly. She blushed hearing the door open and then immediately close by several apologies and laughs. She pulled back and panted leaning her head back. She smiled.

"Clayton...thank you." Her chest was heaving, but she felt so beautiful and alive. Her skin had taken on a beautiful tone no longer the sickly palor that she had had before.
 
Clayton nuzzled at her neck as she slowly exposed it on her own, then he bit down firmly just enough to brake the skin and give him a taste of her blood. As he felt the girls body squeezing down tightly around him, his face having some beads of sweat forming. He let go of her neck, giving her another kiss with some of her blood still on his lips. His arms holding her tightly not wanting to be parted from her quiet yet.

Clayton was surprised by the door opening and then gave the people who came in a grin, before they quickly left the room again. "It was my pleasure Talia." He said in a soft voice, his hands gently stroking her back as he stayed inside her tight body. He noticed that she was look a lot better now and happy that she seemed to be much better than before.
 
Talia gasped feeling him bite her neck and arched her hips and groaned softly. Her body tightened as much as it could. The bite sent her into a world of pleasure that she was sure had to be criminal. She stroked his hair and kissed him gently back. She wrapped her arms around him holding him just as tight. Looking at him she smiled and nodded.

"Clayton, who is it you are following. Maybe I can help?" She whispered and stroked one hand along his neck and canted her head. Feeling him fill her felt so perfect. It felt almost right. It was like the hole inside of her was almost complete.
 
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