by Florina » Wed Mar 25, 2009 9:20 pm
"I..." It was obvious that Elvira was barely resisting her new instincts. Her mind was practically screaming for her to attack, to feast like the predator she had become... To condemn the poor girl to a life of servitude... A life full of this hunger... This insatiable hunger that would not depart, that had slowly been taking control of every facet of her new, tender mind since her transition. She realized it now... Her violent streaks, her alluring personality... It was who she was. She was a hunter, and humans were her prey. The world was corrupt, the humans that inhabited it pointless, wasteful beings... For now. Her mistress could change that... She could change that...
She licked her lips, her tongue long and serpentine, the moisture making the plump, pouty surface glisten. Her fangs showed prominently as she contemplated her new existence, clinging to her last vestiges of humanity as she fought the overpowering instinct to feed. It was the natural order of things, her mind told her. You are the superior being, and she is a mere girl... You are the most fit to survive, while she will simply age to be a corrupt, wasteful human, just like the rest of them. You are the shadowy avatar of an ebon goddess, a divine being whose will was to see the world a better place... Through the eradication of humankind as she knew it. Now, you possessed the ability to create new life, to bestow up on this young one new power - not a curse, but a goddess-given blessing. Was it truly so bad?
But at the same time, what was left of Nathaniel cried out in anguish. Within the body of that poor, sick girl was her long-time friend and ally. A friend that would most likely protect her no matter what the situation, a friend who had been on his side even when the world seemed out for her blood...
None of that mattered now, she thought to herself as she stroked the feverish child's cheek, its flushed surface warm from the fever. It was her friend or herself... The answer was clear... But... To consume this individual would be to cast of the chains of humanity forever, to become something else entirely. She would be seen as a monster, a demon, a temptress. She would be the subject of investigations, legends, and myths galore... The voice was screaming in her head now. do it, it seemed to say, Become what you were meant to be. Throw away that pitiful human emotion that is tying you down...
She lowered her moist, hungering mouth to the girl's neck, sinking her fangs into the warm flesh. She felt the blood in her mouth... It was absolutely intoxicating, and she soon found that she could not stop. It was not the blood itself that she was feeding on, but the girl's very humanity... Her human spirit was being sapped by the magic in Elvira's keen canines. She could feel it now... Power. Power greater than anything she had ever felt before... The deed was done. She set the bleeding husk of a girl before her mistress, the demoness's red eyes even sharper due to the intake of sheer human energy.
"Mistress... I am yours."