Bane's blog: "please don't steal "

The sun sank behind the mountains rapidly that night. We haven’t even had time to build a fire before we were encased in the arms of darkness. My friends didn't even bother to eat dinner before rolling out their bedrolls and falling asleep, leaving me to ponder my thoughts of the day’s activities. A chill crept into the air of the night, which was calm. The silence was intoxicating, absolute; sleep had not found her as her mind raced with questions. For a moment she felt a presence she closed her eyes to sense it but, she was only set adrift in the dark silent void of her mind.

She pondered her fate and looked over at her sleeping companions knowing that three days ago she would have just looked at her bookings and figured they were just another set of paying customers but, there was something very different about the two men. "Well at least they are asleep" she thought to herself, last thing she needed was them asking why she was staring at them. It had been an uneventful trip so far. She couldn't shake the sense of foreboding- the questions came flooding back: why had they sought her out? Why did they have sought her out? Why did they insist on the secrecy? And why had they asked for her to take them here?

The she froze, panic rose in the back of her throat, she fought the feeling and looked around again. Of all the places that they could have picked they chose one of that memories attached to it, but, she was used to that. She debated with herself for a moment asking if she should forget the money and head back towards town. Fear was not one of her favorite emotions. Why did she take such risks? As she mulled over the pros and cons the night grew deeper and darker, the tranquility of the place had all but vanished. Then her blood froze nothing could have prepared her for this adventure/nightmare for it was becoming clear she was never supposed to leave this place. Here in the heart of darkness under the shadow of the mountain there was no escape... if only she had built a fire there would be some light. She made to get up to look for firewood when the icy cold hand closed around her ankle and pulled her back down to the ground.

"Stay still and for the love of god don't scream." The voice was almost a whisper beside her ear. she shivered and made to open her mouth when she felt hot breath against the flesh of her neck. Checking the urge to scream in terror as cool lips pressed against her throat where her arteries and veins were pumping her life ever forward. A single tear slipped down her cheek as razor sharp incisors parted her skin, releasing the crimson flow. Not wanting to waste her, the man began to drink his fill.

she felt herself swimming, falling inside a cold cage, slowly she felt her life draining away one mouthful at a time. A growl rose from the vampire, she was no virgin but, still her spirit was strong and her blood was sweet, the growl changed to one of satisfaction.

"Ivan" he chortled through his fangs, "come enjoy this feast." When there was silence he stopped feeding. Ivan never refused a meal, besides the way he had been eyeing her he was sure Ivan had wanted to change her. She moaned in pain, still in the trance. "Ivan!" he hissed "your dinner is getting cold." Then he felt the heat. He threw the girl from him and spun to face the source, the fire blinded him before he coiled back.

"Hmm a vampire afraid?!" came a mocking voice from inside the flame, "Now there is something you don't see every night." The mocking voice continued, "I'm sorry but your friend Ivan will not being dining with you this evening, for you see Mr. V has become my new campfire."

The man who had been addressed as Mr. V hissed menacingly and took a small step back. His first thought was to distract the hunter. The only question in his mind was how to go about it. Then he heard the soft whimper of pain escape the lips of the harlot, and knew he might actually escape this encounter tonight. Reaching out he closed his hand in her hair and tisked softly.

"Dear hunter, I have a present for you... can you save her?" as the last words left his lips, he pulled the girl up and sank his fangs into her again. As he pulled his head away from her throat, he watched as the blood ran down her body. His lips parted in a cruel smile as he threw the girl none too gently towards the flames.