Sunlight was just a few hours away. Already she could feel the weight of those rays heavy on her already. Still she had not finished what she started, and that was unforgivable. So after the rave had finally died down…. No pun intended… In the darkness of the basement, her dark brown hair seemed ebony black. With her there was her latest victim. She had brought the blond girl a friend….
He had been waiting around the corner, so young, such a waste of life… The smell of drugs was heavy on him. Had she not had something in mind, she would not have chosen him as prey. The boy had that sweet innocent look to him, still, even though he was rotten on the inside. Absolutely what she was looking for. Fate was smiling on her.
She was meant to do this. This was the way things should be… Feeding off of him had been easy, killing him even more so. Walking with him down the darkened alleys was a breeze. Humanity was so good at being cattle, why her vampyr brethren had hid from them for so long. A light scoffing sound was made and she quickly tossed the boy at the feet of the blond cadaver.
There was nothing neat and precise about how she ripped him apart. She simply placed her foot on his chest, and yanked his left arm right off. What little blood was left to him, dripped from the gap in both extremities, muscles and tendons dangling at the ends. Both the cadaver’s clothes were ripped to shreds and tossed in a dark corner. The boy’s arm shoved into the girl, in a lascivious manner.
For a long moment, she tapped her bloodied fingers to her chin, leaving coagulated blood smears against her skin. Finally she collected strips from their clothes, tying him upside down above the blond dead girl. Dead eyes looked up, her mouth open, as if receiving the few drops of blood that were left in him. While her hands were positioned over the arm that had been rammed into her body.
Ravenna frowned a bit, looking over her handiwork. It would do for now. She was not truly the artistic type, but for her first kills in Rome, since her departure, she wanted a big splash. She was sure that bones in the hand, and in the girl’s pelvic region, had been broken, but they were dead… not like it would hurt…
Laughing, she sauntered out. Flipping strands of her hair, over her shoulder, heading off to her private lair for some rest. Dawn was coming, and she had, had a long night wonderful night. Whispering in the wind. “ I’m home… “