Draven
I'm Your Worst Nightmare Dressed as your Day Dream
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He had been just about to take a few days hiatus from Caidir Olc. After all, Lucaya had been rather intolerable as of late, and while part of him wanted to rip out her throat and devour her, another part of him and begged him not to. They had a connection between them - it was not love… But perhaps it was a weird, psychopathic twisted version of affection. He also knew that she was much younger than him, and though they were both adults, she was still in her immature phase. She would have random outbursts without reason, and held grudges on a whim. She still sought out power, and demanded respect despite the fact that by demanding it, she stripped herself exactly that. Those who needed to order others to respect them... they were worthless, powerless. Nothing more than whining child with a throne. And so, anytime they fought, he would take off for a few days, let his head cool down until he was sure that he would not to tear her limb from limb… Or perhaps order her out into the sunlight. But then… Something else happened to change his mood. He heard a certain… Muffled sound. The quiet set of vocals, that he knew all too well only… The last time he had heard them, they had been screaming out, screaming for release, for him to get off of his victim. What an interesting twist of fate this was… It would prove to be quite the lovely day after all.
He hunched low to the ground, knowing full well that he would blend in with the surrounding swamp. He had lived here long enough to absorb its particles into his pulse, so that now he smelled of it. It was interesting really, that vampires themselves had no smell. Perhaps it was because their bodies no longer function exactly the way that a mortal‘s did. But at any rate, he snuck toward the boundary. Hell, he had been heading that way anyway, why not spend a few minutes waiting. Waiting and watching for his sweet delicate boy to arrive. And soon he did… And with him came a second brute… In between the pair of them lay the dead, lifeless corpse of the queen‘s son. At the very thought of it, Draven scoffed - they were not her children, not by any stretch of the imagination. Draven might be a monster, but he had rules about children… Yet she had turned so many. Her argument was that they would have died otherwise, but Draven‘s counter argument was that that was life. If they had been left out in the cold by their parents, it had been for reason, and to steal them from death would have consequences - the three fates did not look too kindly upon those who interrupted their plans. But she kept them nonetheless, and called them her daughters and sons… And for the most part, Draven had stayed away from them. He had told Lucaya straight out that he would not care for them, would not help them feed. And he meant it - Draven did not often find reasons to lie. Not when the truth was so much more horrid and delicious.
Glowing rubies stared out at the scene, and then he stepped out in all his glory when his darling Thackary mentioned Lucaya. Draven strode towards them, his tail held high, his shoulders rolling, a cruel grin upon his face.
“I did not think that you would miss me, dear Thackary. And yet here you are, returned to me, returned to my side. Have you missed me that much? I will admit that I have found others in your wake, and that my bed has not been long lonely. But if you wish to have another rumble tumble, I most certainly will make time in my schedule. And even if you don’t wish for it… Perhaps… Perhaps I will order you into my den, I’ll let you scream as I take you over and over again. Unless you give me a reason not to? So tell me… Which is it that you want? I am always up for entertainment.”
His gaze drifted down to the corpse in distain.
“You have a way of making enemies, Thackary. Lucaya will think that you did this. Although I cannot say that I had any affection for the boy, I must that I will enjoy seeing this - the spectacle that will come from his demise. Have you heard? The get of the queen has been dropping like flies. Perhaps one or two remain, but no more. And here you are, my delectable, scrumptious toy, ready to take all the blame. How chivalrous of you…”
Draven danced around him before his eyes slowly lolled to the other brute. “Did you come to watch or to participate, stranger. It is no use to run now… in these lands, if you tried to run, you will quickly find yourself caught by the swamp. You don’t know the paths, the crossways. I would find you, and catch you… Unless a crocodile did first. Whichever it is… You are better off staying here and watching the festivals take place. Now give me your name boy - after all, you do you stand on the border of this pack and I am the beta here. Whoever thought that someone would be crazy enough to give me a title… Well I suppose that’s why - because queen is crazy.”
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Ω Draven Ω Untamed Vampire Ω Beta and General of Caidir Olc Ω Azura Ω
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