Laura's life was fading. She knew this. Each night the torture became worse.. so much worse before it would get better. The first couple of nights she just laid there hoping for death to come and end it all. She was screaming, convulsing and shaking, but after the sixth night was done, she felt something different.
She was too weak to move. She was too tired to speak. But she was very alert and listening to every little sound she made. Her heartbeat was weak, her breathing was slow and superficial. The thoughts in her mind had changed from defiance to acceptance. She knew Sepsis had taken everything but the last drop of life out of her and she wouldn't survive the following night. There was no way of avoiding it, no way of stopping it. The pain was real. It was intense, but somehow she began to distance herself from it. The mocking words screaming inside her head that had previously fed her paranoia and urged her into committing some pretty heinous things had turned into nothing but a vague echo. It was as if she was focused for the first time in forever. She laid there with her eyes open staring at the ceiling. Sweat dripping from her forehead. Tears pooling up in the inner corners of her eyes blurring her vision.. or what was left of it.
It was that moment where one would make peace with their actions and shortcomings, and kiss their *** goodbye hoping that they wouldn't end up in a bad place, but rather somewhere with halos and harps and such. Some might, but not Laura. She knew she would end up as a vampire. She knew she would be able to do everything she had done before, but better.
Despite of all the pain and suffering this female nursing her had put her through, Laura was ready. She couldn't wait to take her last breath and after that, she would indulge herself and dive head first into this appealing life of hedonism and pleasure. No walls would stop her. No mind would be able to resist her.
Sure there would be certain issues to consider, but she was ready to become a super-being with infinite power. And Lemmy - He would love her.
Small shade of a smile appeared on Laura's lips as she laid there.
Damage Case
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Sepsis
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Re: Damage Case
For nearly a week she had tended the woman. Each day she had taken Laura's blood, drawing her nearer to death, before nursing the woman with her vampyric blood. Sepsis could feel the final change was about to come, and she prided herself for what would be her ultimate success.
Progeny to call her own.
"Soon my darling...soon." Sepsis cooed at the auburn haired woman, pressing a cool, soft cloth to Laura's forehead. Laura's skin had already taken on the pallor of their Kind, and Laura's heart, to her ears, had began to beat fiercely, as if striking the notes of it's final symphony. Any time now, Laura would join the ranks of the undead, and have an eternity of moonlit nights.
"Remember..." Sepsis whispered, urging reminders of caution... "We must obey the Masquerade above all else..." The pyress idly pondered as to how much of her words as gotten through the pain Laura must have felt during the change. It would not do to have a fledgling sent to the Fade for lack of teaching. She would be the best Sire she could be, of that, she was resolved.
'THUMP-THUMP...THUMP-THUMP'
If she was not mistaken, Laura's heart was about to beat for it's final time...sooner than even she would have guessed.
'THUMP-THUMP...THUMP-THUMP'
Such vitality...so very close...
'THUMP-THUMP'
The time was now.
Progeny to call her own.
"Soon my darling...soon." Sepsis cooed at the auburn haired woman, pressing a cool, soft cloth to Laura's forehead. Laura's skin had already taken on the pallor of their Kind, and Laura's heart, to her ears, had began to beat fiercely, as if striking the notes of it's final symphony. Any time now, Laura would join the ranks of the undead, and have an eternity of moonlit nights.
"Remember..." Sepsis whispered, urging reminders of caution... "We must obey the Masquerade above all else..." The pyress idly pondered as to how much of her words as gotten through the pain Laura must have felt during the change. It would not do to have a fledgling sent to the Fade for lack of teaching. She would be the best Sire she could be, of that, she was resolved.
'THUMP-THUMP...THUMP-THUMP'
If she was not mistaken, Laura's heart was about to beat for it's final time...sooner than even she would have guessed.
'THUMP-THUMP...THUMP-THUMP'
Such vitality...so very close...
'THUMP-THUMP'
The time was now.
OOC Note: Sepsis's journal-Confessions of a Rabid Vampyre, is the product of her deranged mind, and may or may not have happened as described. It is not subject to scrutiny.
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Lacrimosa (DELETED 5624)
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Re: Damage Case
She laid there. The figure moving around her turned into blurry moving lump. She could see her eyelids closing slowly and opening again only to clear her vision for a very brief moment. She heard her own breath.. how the airflow made her nose whistle in a very annoying way, but she was unable - or unwilling - to do anything about it. She just laid there as Sepsis spoke to her softly. Her words just echoing in her mind without actually making any sense to her.
She felt her whole body relaxing and half melting onto the fabric of the furniture she laid on. Her fingers refused to move, her toes refused to move, and her stomach pressed against her spine as she forgot to take a breath. When her mind finally registered that she was suffocating she inhaled, silently.
"Would you like to be reminded of the obvious outcome of all this. Would you like to be reminded of what I told you. She is going to kill you."
She was smiling, but her muscles no longer obeyed. Her jaw opened and she exhaled as her heartbeat stopped.
She stayed alert for a short while. She felt the need to inhale, but her body was no longer responding to her needs. The panic set in but was quenched by her brain shutting down very soon after and then it was all over.
Laura Bloom was dead.
A few moments later a red haired killer jumped on the bed. Her skin was flawless, not a single wrinkle surrounded her eyes no more. She laughed and pranced around Sepsis half listening to the do's and don'ts of this new life of hers. Now all she needed to do was wait for Motörhead to arrive in Harper Rock for a concert.
Hopefully that would happen very soon. (It will never happen)
The end.
She felt her whole body relaxing and half melting onto the fabric of the furniture she laid on. Her fingers refused to move, her toes refused to move, and her stomach pressed against her spine as she forgot to take a breath. When her mind finally registered that she was suffocating she inhaled, silently.
"Would you like to be reminded of the obvious outcome of all this. Would you like to be reminded of what I told you. She is going to kill you."
She was smiling, but her muscles no longer obeyed. Her jaw opened and she exhaled as her heartbeat stopped.
She stayed alert for a short while. She felt the need to inhale, but her body was no longer responding to her needs. The panic set in but was quenched by her brain shutting down very soon after and then it was all over.
Laura Bloom was dead.
A few moments later a red haired killer jumped on the bed. Her skin was flawless, not a single wrinkle surrounded her eyes no more. She laughed and pranced around Sepsis half listening to the do's and don'ts of this new life of hers. Now all she needed to do was wait for Motörhead to arrive in Harper Rock for a concert.
Hopefully that would happen very soon. (It will never happen)
The end.
