Never Back Down [Harmonee and lovemeister0]

[Harmonee]

People were stupid, fearing things that did not exist. At least from what she believed. She was one of those women that needed to see it before believing it regardless of how dangerous it was. She was also one that Never back down from any challenge not even this one. There had been rumors that this ruin crypt was haunted or held some great curse. But that was things their grandparents and their parents told them to keep the younger generation from desecrating it.

Jillian paused in the large stone door way staring down into the darkness that filled the stairwell leading down into the crypt "Can't believe she is actually going to do this" One of her friends laughed watching her with his daring green eyes. The look really said he didn't believe that she would do it. But she simply smiled as she bit her lower lip painted in blood red. Brushing aside her straight black hair she arched slender brows at him.

"Believe it. You chicken shits"She laughed as she entered the crypt. Turning her flashlight on an pointing it down. With a small press of her finger, pushing her glasses before continuing downwards. four inch heels clicking against the hard old stone steps. She was nervous the deeper she went. Sky blue eyes slightly wide as she gave a startled cry as the heavy stone door of the crypt slammed shut. Panting softly she paused casting a beam of light up. "Very funny you guys"She called back shaking her head as she drew in a breathe.

She walked around the a corner, her hand wiping along her black mini skirt, that reached mid thigh. Her tank top was deep purple and she wore a simple black jacket that clung to her form. why was she so nervous, there was no such thing as ghosts or monsters. So why was she getting rather nervous and uneasy. She kept going. Ducking her head beneath a slightly fallen rafter. and into a room passing through an invisible barrier that sent a small shiver through her body.

 

[lovemeister0]

An invisible force woke it up. It's eyes popped open revealing two red circles. Slowly, its body began to pulsate with life, blood coursed through its body, and it took its first breath of air in centuries. It was hungry, but not for any food that it would never find around here. No, the hunger that came to the beast was of pure lust, the blood that circulated through his body was focused in his lower region. The smell was stale and old, but there was something new about it. A female had intruded upon his lair.

The beast took a step down from his vertical coffin. Bones crunched beneath his feet. The bones belonged to the last poor unfortunate woman who stumbled upon him. She lasted for a couple days of endless rape. When he was done with her, she was but a doll with nothing inside. She accepted her fate and when he went to sleep, she died.

The tall well built beast slowly made his way around. Each step brought him closer to the female somewhere in the lair. His feet were big and a small vibration could be felt around him from each step. The beast only lived for one thing. He could not die, so what else was an immortal beast to savor? The flesh of a woman. He took his time getting around. There was no way the fresh woman would ever be able to escape. She was trapped down here, with him, and only one fate awaited her.