Lovely Blood
our first encounter
This story will show different perspectives at different times so try not to get confused
Cyrus
He wakes up in a coffin but when he tries to lift it he realizes someone had accidentally buried his coffin "dammit..."
Cyrus
sighs and kicks the top open and as dirt floods in, he stops breathing as he digs through the dirt. He breaks through the ground and struggles his way out the ground "I really should stop sleeping. Every damn time I get buried. Don't even know my name." he looks at the sad tombstone with like nothing on it and the wrong information.
Cyrus
"last time I checked I am not 27. Do I look that young? I'll take it. I guess it would be an insult if they said 567 years old I suppose."
Cyrus
Sniffs the air "ah... the delicious scent of blood~" glances to where the scent is coming from, it came from the woods. He licks his lips and kicks dirt into the hole a little to cover it up a little before leaving to find something to replenish his energy.
Cyrus
In the woods he finds a young girl walking towards a rock, and he hid behind a tree, his fangs extending at the thought of feeding
victim
the girl's ankle had what looks like a small cut from a rock she had graced while walking through the forest. She sat on the rock and holds her attention on going through the backpack she put in her lap and was going through her backpack.
Cyrus
Appears behind her and covers her mouth and holding her still with his strength. "Shh~ don't struggle love~ it'll only hurt more~"
victim
She struggles against him, but his strength is to strong
Cyrus
bites down on her neck swiftly, drinking eagerly for a while until she stops resting, his grip on her tightening slightly before swiftly letting go of her and dodging a vampire killing dagger. He licks his licks and grin with his blood dripping fangs. "Ah, so a vampire hunter came to welcome me back~? Speaking of witch, could you be a dear and tell me what year it is?"
Elijah
he simply glares at Cyrus and stays silent as he pulls another one of the special daggers out of his coats pocket on the inner part.
Cyrus
Pretends to pout. "Aw, you're not going to answer then? Couldn't you have at least let me finish my meal?"
Elijah
Sighs, glaring at him, already annoyed and done with his last minute job on the day he was supposed to have off. "it's 2024."
Cyrus
Smiles. "thanks, love~" dodges the second attack as Elijah lounges with the dagger before chuckling. "how adorable~ to bad I'm quite old compared to what your probably used to~ not bad though.
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