Pigs Are Delicious

[luke]

Luke stalked close to Celeste. Once Celeste jumped on top of the hood he made his way to the side of the car where the girl was. She was frightened he could smell it off her like a fine perfume. Celeste with a quick jab took out the angry boyfriend, and smiled at the girl. She yelped back towards the door where Luke hid. He suddenly leaped and threw the door off its hinges and hissed at the woman. She screamed suddenly for a second before Luke slapped her so hard across the jaw she was out like a light. He licked his lips and with a shudder controlled himself. Lifted her up on his shoulder and together they stalked into the night.

Luke found a nice clearing in the woods. He tied the both of them to a tree next to each other and they both woke up to see two hungry vampires smiling back at them. The woman screamed again. Was that all she could do? He swiped her throat with his claws and her screams soon turned into a gargle. The man pissed himself and screamed No No NO Don't Do it! Luke smiled at him and lunged towards the neck of the woman. Blood flowing through his mouth and he started to tear out the woman's neck. He filled himself until she was dried up. He then turned to Celeste and pushed her away from the man who was silently praying to himself.

"First lesson. Control your hunger. You want this man? Then i need you to stand up straight and talk to me for a bit. Let the hunger take a seat. Let it wash over you like rain, but not control you like the wind. Let it mellow out a bit. Let it know that you control it and it does not control you. Once you've proven that to me then you will feed. If not then you starve for the night, but know this little one. If you dare try to take him by force you will know why i was Felicitus' second in command." Luke squared his shoulders fangs still out and eyes dilated. He stood between Celeste and the young man.

[ampedvamp]

Celeste growled, her hands clenched and unclenched, her pupils dilated to the point where they almost looked like the tell-tale black of a demon. Her breathing quickened and a low hiss let itself out. Her primal side was screaming at her body, yanking at her will. It told her that he was old, that his outdated notions of control were useless! Her feral hunger told her that he was not her Master. He was nothing, second in command to a whelp. She shook and shivered, her arms went slack. The tension seemingly drained out. Her head bowed, her eyes gradually became normal, then with a slash at him, her teeth slid from their hiding places, and she jumped at Luke. Her logical mind knew full well that he could destroy her. At the last possible moment she forced herself to the side and knocked her head on the roots of the tree.

Her head grew dizzy, her body a never-ending ball of tense knots. She wanted to kill. To destroy. She couldn't move. Her body would not allow her to move. She had knocked herself prone. Her teeth still bared, she stared at the meal before her. How had she hit herself that hard? "Wretch! I will destroy you! You were second in command to a fool, one you could have easily dispatched but you did not! Why? Why were you so frightened to kill that one? Why let him live on if you are so against what he does?!"

White foam fell from her lips. Her eyes refused to blink. A feral scream silenced birds, they even refused to take flight in fear. She raged, teeth bit through her own lips, but she felt none of it, nothing but the hatred and anger.

[luke]

Luke stood his ground as Celeste came at him. He shook his head. This would be a long night if she was to challenge him so. Then suddenly she leaped near him and swiped at him. It was easy to know her movements and dodged them with ease. Celeste bravely fought for control. Slamming her head into a tree to daze herself and her hunger. Luke narrowed his eyes to slits as Celeste looked him in bestial rage.

"Wretch! I will destroy you! You were second in command to a fool, one you could have easily dispatched but you did not! Why? Why were you so frightened to kill that one? Why let him live on if you are so against what he does?!"

Luke actually laughed at the attempt to harass him. He hadn't laughed so genuinely in ages "Felicitus was an animal, and like any animal he could be tamed. Why kill him and assert the title of Brood leader if i was already in more control then he was? All i needed was to point my finger and with a carefully chosen word they would be attacked. With the full force of the Limpier Brood! No mortals ever knew that i was in charge of the Brood, and when Bram and his vampire hunters came a calling. They didn't come after me oh no. They want after Felicitus. I was free to roam the world without them thinking twice. I was just the adviser I was useless to them. Fools."

Luke straightened out his stance and cracked his neck. Looking into Celeste's eyes calmly and soothing he said "Now. If you so dare to take this human from me i won't be so easy this time. I'll fight back. If you cannot control your Hunger I will show it that it can be tamed one way. Or another."

[ampedvamp]

Foam spilled from Celeste's mouth, the words of how Felicitus was dead cut thru. She smiled, her first genuine smile in a long time. "I killed Felicitus. I led Bram to him. I led Bram to everyone. Only you were left. You, my father." Her voice was calm, her own. Her eyes had gone back their normal coloration and size. "So Bram wouldn't have the satisfaction of killing you!" A feral, "No!" rose up from the tangled mess she was making of herself. She loved Luke as daughter loved a father, she never wished death upon him. How had the hunger had taken her so completely?

Her eyes flashed cat-like and would reflect the light. She wanted so badly to tear the throat from the human male, as well as her father, but she would not let the bloodlust win. Even if she had to physically beat herself into submission. She would not hurt her father figure. The only one she's had for the past 100+ years. She didn't bleed. She didn't bruise. But the cuts appeared. She raged herself into exhaustion. Her body weakening with every twitch and turn. She sounded like a wounded animal.

Her body, too weak to stand, finally lay still. Her eyes were open and dilated. They stared hatred at Luke. She could not even speak. If this was victory, it didn't feel like it.

[luke]

Luke scowled at Celeste. He saw her fall to the ground trying to rest control of her body from her hunger. Luke walked over to her and looked down shaking his head at her "Let me get something very clear my dear. First of all Bram and you may have killed Felicitus, but I am not impressed. A demonic bear would have given more of a fight then him. He was all brawn and no brains. I would have strung you both up before you realized I was near." Luke walked a few inches closer and scowled sharply at her. Luke suddenly gave her a swift kick to the stomach. Snarling at Celeste. He bent over and lifted her up bringing her face a near inch from his.

"I told you that if you could not control your hunger then I would do it for you Celeste. Do you feel that pain? Hold on to it. Use that pain to snap out of it! Do not make me starve you. I will do so if need be. It is a long trek to full control, but have the state of mind to at least stand up straight and proud. You are a vampire. A noble of the Undead. Act like one!" Luke was breathing hard. It had been too long since he had taught anyone control. He needed Celeste to know that even with her hunger in control she was still vulnerable. If Luke could deal the swift kick to Celeste's hunger then it would show it to be beatable. Luke hated this to be honest, but he gave Celeste his word that he would help her, and he would even if he had to kill her to do it.

[ampedvamp]

Celeste wept internally, the tears pushing past the angry stare of her hunger. A noble he claimed. She had never been a noble anything, not in life and never in undeath. She was treated like scum by everyone she had met. She had loved and respected Bram, but she knew that she was a bloodhound, nothing more. He treated her respectfully, but it was hard to miss the slight disdain when he spoke to her. Her body curled up, it shook with sobs breaking through the anger and hatred of the hunger. She turned her eyes to Luke.

"I'm not hungry, Luke. This night I could not possibly have starved. I had already partaken in the blood of humans twice this week. It was so...delicious...I want more, but I could not possibly hold it, let alone need it."

She curled into a fetal position. Her hunger was kicked back for now, literally. She spat out some of the cop's blood that came up at the kick to her stomach. She took in a deep breath to steady the sobs.

"Damn this weakness. Damn it all to Hell." She coughed and gagged a bit on the blood, a shudder rolled over her. The scent of blood filled her nose, she took it in deeply, reveling in it. Her eyes did not dilate. The hatred did not return. The bloodlust was at a minimum.

[luke]

Luke nodded his approval. Celeste had done a good job tonight. With some minor corrections of course. He walked over to the man that he had tied up for Celeste's meal, and fed on him. The blood wasn't as sweet as his now dead girlfriend but it was still satisfying enough. He wiped the blood onto his sleeve and was done with it. He looked over to see Celeste. She was weakened by the inner battle, but over time the battle wouldn't even come. She would have control of it. She would be as controlled as him one day. The hunger is a weapon to be used against others, not ones self.

He looked at Celeste and offered her his hand. "You have done well believe it or not. Your hunger is controlled and it really didn't turn to blows between the two of us. Which is always a good thing. I would have hated to have killed you I really would have." Luke wasn't kidding. He knew that death would be necessary for some vampires that could not control their hunger. He had killed a few of his own kind for lack of control. He was happy to see Celeste wasn't going to be one of them. He had looked upon her as a daughter. As a friend even. Together it would only be a matter of time before they with the new MacNeil Brood would emerge to become its own contender within this new world.

[ampedvamp]

Celeste took Luke's hand and used his assistance to stand up. Her body ached, but it will end shortly. She smelled the blood running from the man and shuddered. The coppery scent giving her pause. She moved closer to the man, took in his scent, then moved closer to the woman. She tilted her head and glared at the man. With a quick movement of her hands she scratched divots into his face. "That scum was cheating on her." She looks at Luke, an angry expression on her face. "His blood probably tastes terrible, anyway."

She knelt beside the dead woman, she could almost feel a kindred spirit with her. A deadbeat boyfriend, a lifetime of just explaining to yourself that he was just out working late. Or got caught up with old friends. Or hunters. She smoothed out the girl's hair. She wasn't any older than Celeste was when she had made that fateful decision. She looked into the girl's eyes and sighed. "When can we start building?" She stood up, a determined look on her face. "Some people do not deserve to die." But do they deserve to live? The torment? The bloodlust? The feeling of power could not be ignored. She stepped back and looked at Luke. "We should probably leave."

As an afterthought she took the guy's shirt and cleaned the blood from the attack from her body. She then held it out for Luke to take. Wandering out of the woods was one thing, but wandering out covered in blood. That can cause a few people to take notice. "I would have hated for you to have killed me." She added with a bit of the dry humor she used to have in the past, when she was alive.