(1x1 RP) Rena502388 & horses_r_fun_says_i

[ariel.]

Name: Lydia Mitchell
Age: 17
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History: She lived peacefully with her mom and dad until the age of four, where her dad suddenly got much to drunk. He went crazy and threw and smashed things around the house, he was also running around with a knife. Several times he tried throwing it at her, but she was quick to flee form the house leaving her brother and mom behind. Her mom and brother were killed by her father, he ended up in jail although when reality hit him he was fairly quick to kill himself. Lydia lived with her aunt in uncle until she decided to run away from home. She lived in a homeless shelter for a bit until she decided to go out.. at night.
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Name: Taylor Anderson
Age:16
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History: Taylor lived a pretty normal life until one day something happened.. He decided to hang out with the wrong people. And by wrong I mean.. vampires. But he had no clue as to what or who they where all he knew is that he wanted to get away from his step dad, who was constantly abusing his mom. He seemed to go back to hanging out with those people, constantly. Although one day they all seemed to turn on him, they attack him drinking his blood and leaving him for dead but somehow he was able to make it through.. becoming a vampire.
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[PrimordialNyx]

Name: Amber Ransom
Age: 16
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Personality: To be RPed out
History: Amber's life has been a tough one. She was abandoned at the Orphanage as an infant and so she never knew her real parents. She grew up without any friends and has always been a little shy because of it. The day she turned 16, she decided to leave the Orphanage because it was clear she was never going to be adopted. She lived on her own for months before she finally met a nice boy in the park. They started to hang out all the time and eventually started dating. One night while she was in his room kissing him, he started biting her neck. She didn't freak out about it too badly because she figured he was just acting like teenage boys should. But then her neck started to burn and he left her screaming in pain, alone in his room. She never saw him again.
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Name: Damon Force
Age: 18
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History: Damon grew up with a fairly normal life. He had a mother, a father, and a sister who were very close to him. Then one day while he was at school, someone broke into their house. He got home to find his family brutally slaughtered in the living room. In his grief, he set out to kill himself. He stabbed himself in the chest but a few seconds later, the killer was attracted to the scent of his blood and started biting him. He went unconscious and that was the last thing he remembered. When he awoke, his throat burned and the scent of his family's blood was luring him to them. Disgusted with himself, he set out to live in the woods behind his house. He is a little rough because he hasn't been around anyone in a long time but he isn't totally uncivil.
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[ariel.]

Lydia let out a hiss of pain as a stake from a slayer was rammed into her side, she had chosen the wrong person to feed on. She felt blood spill out of the wound, soaking into her t-shirt. She groaned inwardly before pulling out the stake and wound began to heal slowly. Exchanging glares with a slayer she lunged for them again burying her awaiting fangs into their neck, determined to finish her meal. She let out a sigh of relief as blood spilled over her tongue and down her throat, although she knew like any other vampire slayer this one would not back down as easy as she figured it would.

Taylor uneasily rubbed his temples, being a new vampire he has a hard time dealing with his thirst for blood. He didn't know what he was or what was going on. He moved a hand to his neck and winced as he felt a burn- the vampire venom pumping through his blood. Removing his hand he glanced around him now and again, now and again wanting to find something that carried a thick red liquid- blood. He frowned rubbing his hands together, knowing it would be impossible for him to find a meal without making a scene.

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber looked around curiously from the treetops. She sat in the crook of the tree boughs, her blonde hair hanging over her shoulders as she peered down at the ground. She was waiting for someone... or something... anything with blood, to come walking beneath her. She was fairly new to being a vampire and hadn't gotten to hunt yet. Her thirst had gotten to the point that it was almost crippling. It was hard to move anymore... her throat burned as if someone was burning her alive. She winced and looked back down to the ground, brushing her teeth across her fangs hungrily. She bit down on her lip softly and lapped up the few drops of blood that came up before her lip healed. That only made her thirstier...

Damon walked along the forest path near his house, his eyes alert as he scanned the the forest. He could have sworn he heard someone hiss... he hid in the bushes and continued to move toward the sound. He stopped behind a large bush and peeked out, seeing Lydia battle with a vampire slayer. His throat burned as he could smell the sweet scent of fresh blood and his eyes grew dark. He was determined not to blow his cover though...

[ariel.]

Taylor cursed under his breath he couldn't blood out of his head, all he wanted was blood. Nothing else.. the forbidden whine, the sweet elixir, blood. The blue liquid that pumped through humans bodies, turning red as it made contact with oxygen. He could think of a million ways to describe blood, but it didn't satisfy his thirst. He felt his sense of smell heighten as Amber's scent made contact with his nose. And that was it he eagerly set off to find her, in hopes to drain the blood from her body.

Lydia spat out the blood that had not made it down her throat as she was shoved away by the slayer. The slayer cocked his head to the side, smirking, knowing she would only make another lunge for him. Lydia frowned licking the blood from her mouth that she had spat out, she let out another hiss.. only this time out of annoyance before lunged at the slayer easily taking him down.

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber sighed softly and sat on the tree limb, her legs dangling a high distance off the ground. Eventually, she got frustrated with waiting for food and she lept down to the ground. Her knees buckled beneath her and she landed on her hands and knees, her hair falling in front of her face. She sighed softly and got to her feet, looking around nervously to see if anyone had seen her fall. Her grey-blue eyes surveyed the surroundings and eventually she sighed in relief. She started walking through the thin brush, stumbling every now and then and she tripped over roots. She was very weak... she hadn't been able to drink any blood ever since she had been turned a few weeks ago and she was suffering for it.

Damon growled low in his throat as the scent of the man's blood was overpowering his will. He clenched his jaws and held his breath but it didn't help the burning sensation in his throat. Eventually, he walked out of the bush and narrowed his eyes, watching the fight carefully.

[ariel.]

Taylor quickened his pace, wanting the blood. Although as he quickened his pace he tripped, hitting his head on a tree. He groaned slightly, rubbing his head before pushing himself to his feet. He was clumsy as human, and apparently still clumsy even as a vampire. He turned heading in the direction of Amber's scent, he quickly caught sight of her. A grin threatened to appear on his face as he lunged for her, desperately trying to hook his fangs into her neck.

Lydia's head snapped in Damon's direction, quickly picking up on his scent. She frowned, not pleased with having an audience. But she had let her guard down for a moment and the slayer took advantage of that, wedging a stake into her thigh. Lydia let out a cry of pain, grabbing the slayer and throwing him into a tree, her anger flaring up.

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber felt a breeze on her back and she spun around to face Taylor, her eyes widening in fear. She tried to run but she slipped on a stone and fell to the ground. She looked up at him, her eyes frightened as he neared her. She opened her mouth to scream but nothing would come out. Her black eyes flashed as she watched him getting closer, certain he was going to kill her. She couldn't fight back... she was hardly strong enough to stand on her own too feet, let alone fight a male.

Damon hissed quietly as he smelled Lydia's sweet blood again, his black eyes watching the scene carefully. Should anything go wrong, he would watch and wait before going in to clean up to fight. His fists clenched at his sides, his knuckles growing even whiter than before.

[ariel.]

Taylor eagerly planned to remove her blood, until a confused look crossed his face. He always expected his prey to fight back, for he enjoyed the smell of their fear. He expected, the kicks, the screams and yells, the begging.. but he didn't expect her to just lay there. And that's when he backed off.. kind of. "You're not fighting." He stated, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Ever felt a stake get rammed into your chest, Slayer?" asked Lydia removing the stake from her leg approaching the slayer with a limp, it cause her to appear more vulnerable than tough. She pulled him to his feet before knocking the stake into his chest, causing him to gasp out in pain. "Now you have." She muttered sinking her fangs into his neck well keeping a hand over the hole in her thigh to try and keep the blood from leaking out as she waiting for it to heal.

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber didn't meet his. "I can't..." she murmured, her voice barely audible. She didn't know what was wrong with her... she had been so tough before she'd been changed but now just being dehydrated had made her weak. She glanced up at his face, her eyes narrowing as well. "Well? Are you going to kill me or not?" she muttered, her black eyes still nervous. Her throat burned as she could smell the hot blood coursing through his veins. She gasped and clamped a hand to her throat, her face scrunching up in pain. "Well?!" she shouted, the pain making her talk louder. It almost came out as a scream... the scent of his blood was torturing her even though his skin wasn't even opened.

Damon growled and he stepped forward, his black eyes glimmering. He watched as the blood seeped through her pants and started to cause a large red stain. He hissed quietly and walked up behind her. He knelt beside her and bit down hard on the man's hand, closing his eyes halfway as the hot blood flowed over his tongue and down his throat. After a few seconds, he dropped the man's hand and backed away slightly. His eyes were lighter now... he didn't need much blood to make the pain ease a little.