1x1 w/ Neruda

[kats]

"Thank you," she sighed,walking outside the door. She shivered as the wind passed her face. she looked around the town in the distance, as they lived on the outskirts. "I guess they have reason to fear us, though they Dont know that we wouldn't harm them."

[Neruda Love Song]

"They are humans. It is natural for them to fear, even if they don't have a reason to." Quentin sighed. "But do not worry my friend. Someday, this will be all over. Someday, we will be seen as equal. Until then, stick close to me. This wind isn't letting up."

[kats]

ZelfMoord nodded. She knew in sort that day would be far far away. "Hopefully...." she whispered, eyeing the people. Sometimes she envied how they were so normal. "So what do we need today?" she asked, looking up at him curiously.

[Neruda Love Song]

"Wood, bread, oil. It will be a cold winter." He looked over ZelfMoord's head and saw a crowd gathering. "I wonder what happened."

[kats]

Zelf moored nodded, Seeing the large crowd gathered. "What's going on?" she whispered softly, seeing the stares towards them. "They look angry..."

[Neruda Love Song]

The village began stalking toward them. At first Quentin was confused but then he saw the pitchforks, swords, and torches. He pushed ZelfMoord behind him. The wind grew stronger and Quentin's long brown hair blew wildly in the wind.
"What is the meaning of this?' He shouted into the crowd.
"Murder! Monsters! Kill them!," they shouted back. Quentin bared his fangs and in a low growl he said, "What crime did we comment?" He glanced back at ZelfMoord.

[kats]

ZelfMoord peeked over his shoulder. "You all look like you've rose from hell! What are you doing?!" she nervously gripped onto Quentin. Have they no sanity? ZelfMoord stepped from behind him. "We are innocent, We have done no harm here. Don't come and blame on us whatever has haplened just because we are difference. Have you no thought?!" she looked angrily around the crowd.

[Neruda Love Song]

The crowd ignored them. "Tell us our crime!"
"You killed the butcher and his family," one shouted.
"And numerous children!" Another shouted. Quentin was confused, but the urge to run over took him. He looked at ZelfMoord, asking her what to do with his eyes.

[kats]

ZelfMoord shook her head and shrugged, scared. "We didn't do anything!" she screamed, stepping forward. "You can't blame us!" she repeated. "One of you could've done it yourself! What would make us do it?!" she growled.

[Neruda Love Song]

"There were bite marks. Vampire bite marks!" They all began shouting and coming closer. Quentin grabbed ZelfMoord's arm.
Leaning down, he whispered, "I didn't do it. I haven't had a human in years." He looked at her with sad eyes. He would never accuse his friend, but how many vampire are there?