Powerless To The Urge

[Damon O'Leary]

Deep red eyes were the only source of light in the subway. At this hour Damon was surely the only person here. Why was he here? Anyone might ask such a question. Even Damon himself would ask such a question, if he was... Him, at the time. It was the hunger. It blocked out every other sense he had, as if some evil being had taken over his body.

He sat on the bench, in the near pitch black, waiting for someone who was trying to catch the midnight train. He had done this many times before. It was perfect. No one could hear the victims screams, and Damon could simply put the bloodless body into the tunnel, where it would get obliterated by the train.

He heard footsteps coming quickly down the steps, and braced himself to attack. The person that came down the stairs was a large woman, probably in her late thirties. Damon was waiting at the bottom of the stairs.

"Hello,"

[/color] he asked softly,"Are you lost?"

"No,"[/color] The lady whispered in a frightened little voice.

"That's a shame," Damon whispered, "Then it seems you have walked willingly into your death..."

[/color] At that, Damon sped to the woman's side and bit into her neck, his fangs forming in his mouth as he did so. Once he started, he couldn't stop. It was like he hadn't eaten in weeks, and a huge supply of his favorite dish was sitting in front of him. Before he knew it, he had the woman's blood all over his face and hands, and there was still more pouring into his mouth. He was so distracted by his feeding, that he didn't even notice the second set of footsteps coming down the stairs. He was, after all, a bit preoccupied.[/blockquote][/size]

[Spring Seasons]

Spring had fallen asleep in the park again. She sighed to herself as she quickly walked through the streets. Her house was all the way across the city so she had to catch the subway. She wasn't a fan of the subway, it freaked her out a little bit. She just wanted to get home and see her siblings. She saw and entrance to the underground train. Her eyes barely caught the silhouette of it against the faint moonlight. Spring skipped towards it in her usually happy self. She had no idea what was happening at the bottom of the stairs. If she did she would have ran away as fast as she could have, but Spring didn't know so she continued. She reached the steps and looked down into the inky blackness. She bit her lip, but started down the stairs all te same.

Spring heard the breathing as she got closer to the bottom of the steps. It freake her out a little, but she guessed it was somebody waiting for the train. Her heart began to hammer away in her chest. What hit next was the smell. It was a tangy smell, almost metallic. What was it? She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but the smell unnerved her. She had never smelled blood before so she had no idea. She reached the last few steps and then the glint of something. Teeth? She squinted and as her eyes adjusted she noticed a wet substance. Slowly it all came into alignment. The metallic smell, the teeth, the liquid. Vampire, blood. Oh, god.

Spring's first thought was to scream. She completely forgot about the subway she had to catch in order to get home. Getting home wouldn't matter if se was dead. Her scream was short. She clamped her mouth shut and turned. Time to run. She didn't just run though. She jumped. She didn't take the stairs two at a time, she launched up them three at a time. Only one thought on her mind. Get away. Spring knew she couldn't outrun a vampire, they were fast, but maybe he hadn't notice her. After that scream? No, he had almost definatly noticed her. She was dead. Her only chance was to hide. Hiding seemed to be out of the option because halfways up the flight of steps she tripper.

[Lia Pertaje]

Lia heard a small scream from the subway. She changed to a dog and ran towards the noise. There were stares of the few people on the streets as Li ran to the noise, needing to help the one in need. When Lia got to the right subway, she saw a beautiful brown haired girl on the steps of the subway. She got right to work and half dragged Spring up the rest of the steps even though she was conscious. Lia turned back into a girl and picked Spring up and carried her to the gate around the dip in the street. Li watched the girl until she was sure she was alright, not speaking a word.

[Spring Seasons]

Spring was suddenly aware of something dragging her up te rest of the steps. She started to freak out and tried to squirm to see what it was, but he just couldn't turn to see what it was. She kept waiting for the vampire guy to just pop up. She was virtually defenseless. After a little bit of squirming Spring gave up and let herself be pulled up the rest of the stairs. Then she had been picked up. This made her eyes widen. She looked up to see some girl. Was she older than Spring was? It was hard to tell. Spring was still worried. Maybe this person was with the vampire, maybe she was a vampire too. Spring bit her tounge lightly and waited. The girl made eye contact and Spring could instantly tell she didn't mean harm.

Spring let herself be carried in silence. The whole time she waited with a lump in her throat for what she dreaded. Spring was frwaking out. Three words ran through her head. Vampire. Blood. Danger. Vampire. Blood. Danger. she had no idea what she was going to tell her siblings. "Yeah sorry I'm late, there was a vampire in the subway killing a woman." At that thought Spring shut her eyes. Finally she realized she should thank the person. "Th-Thanks." Shr managed to mutter in a shaky voice. She must look scared out of her wits. She was.

[Damon O'Leary]

Damon wasn't hungry anymore, but he simply could not stop himself from completely draining the woman of blood. Although, His utter ecstasy was suddenly disrupted by a scream coming from the stairs. Shit! He thought. Someone had seen him. He would need to take care of it. Again, Damon was far from his normal self. Although he was no longer hungry, it would take time for him to actually calm down. He looked up and sped towards the noise. He could not, however, find the source. By the time he had gotten to where the sound had come from, It had definitely been a person, and that person couldn't have gone far. Damon focused in on his sense of sight, and scanned the road and sidewalk above the subway. Even with his advanced sense of sight, he could not find anything suspicious. He decided to focus instead on smell. He would be able to smell blood inside the body from miles away. At first there was nothing. But after a few seconds, he picked up on the scent of a person. Two people actually. After another moment, he was able to zone in on the specific location of the smell, and he ran to it. It took less tan a second for him to be standing right in front of the two girls, smiling insanely, with his nostrils flaring.

[Spring Seasons]

Spring saw the guy show up infront of them. At first she was too stunned to do anything. Then she came to her senses. She scrambled into a standing position quickly, barely surpresing a scream again. She clenched her hands. She didn't know how to fight. Trying would surely only end in failure. She knew running wasn't an option anymore now. Gosh she wished she had somebody here to protect her. Spring's eyes flicked to the other girl. Maybe she knew how to fight? Against a vampire? They were doomed. What to do what to do. Spring felt like she was going to puke. She was absolutely terrified. She bit her tounge and tried to think, but tried to think fast. No time. One thought came to mind.

Trip the guy then run.

How could she trip him though? He was fast, too fast for her. Plants. Slowly Spring made some plants come through the cracks in the road and tried to get them to wrap around his leg. They were vines, not a very strong thing, but it was worth a shot. Maybe he would trip, maybe she would land and crack his head open and then she could run. Go get the police and maybe even an ambulance if the guy was hurt. Geez, she was worrying about a vampire's health. Spring's breathing was shallow and it was easy to tell she was freaking out about it all.

[Damon O'Leary]

Damon tried to take a step toward her, his smile replaced by sheer determination and lust at her blood, but something was pulling against his leg, preventing him from moving. He dismissed it as something he could just step over. As he tried to step over it though, it pulled his leg down, causing him to fall on his face. He screamed with rage, turning to see what was snagged on him. Somehow, a pair of thick vines had made there way around his ankles, fastening tightly. He knew with a small push he could break them and be right onto the girl, but suddenly, he had no urge to get her. He had blocked her scent from his nose, and closed his eyes tightly. His ounce of humanity had returned to dominate power, but he didn't want to give his instincts the chance to take over again. He made his body go limp, and tried to hold himself back from becoming a beast once more. "Run!" He spat softly threw gritted teeth. He was afraid the two girls may not have heard him, he had been so quiet, so he said it louder, more firstly."RUN!" The urge came back to him then. For a minute he could almost hear their blood rushing through their veins, making him crazy. He broke the thick vines then and stood up, temporarily overtaken again by his natural instinct. NO! he told himself, maybe saying it aloud. He wasn't sure. He crouched on the ground and grabbed his head in his hands, trying to block out all of his senses to give the two a chance to escape, or better, kill him.

[Spring Seasons]

When her vines worked Spring smiled. She was about to start running when a yell of rage stopped her dead in her tracks. It was bone chilling. Maybe she shouldn't have done that. She turned around and expected to see him right there, but no, he was limp on the ground. Had she killed him. Oh no, she hadn't killed him. Please say that she hadn't killed him. She was about to rush forward and help him when she heard him mutter something. At first she didn't hear what he said. She thought it was a curse of some sort and grabbed Lia's wrist, ready to run with her in tow. Then he said te word again, only much louder. Run. Spring didn't need to be told twice. She took off running and pulled the younger girl along too, as to not leave her to the vampire.

Spring had a fairly good image of the guy in her head and she was pretty sure she would never forget this night, gosh it was terrifying. Spring dared a look back. The guy was holding his head in his hands and the vines were broken. She hesitated, but didn't stop. He'll be fine. She told herself.

[Damon O'Leary]

As the girl drew farther away from Damon, so did her scent. This made it a lot easier for him to calm down. After her scent was all but completely faded, he was able to stand, and take a few deep breaths. Control had completely returned to him now. He was sure of it. Slowly, he started to remember the past few minutes. The whole thing made him feel like crying. He despised himself for what he did.

Every night was the same. He killed someone, regained control, then added yet another life to his list of things to feel guilty about. Over 180 years, the number had racked up tremendously. He knew the exact number. 256. That is how many people he had killed. He had taken away 256 mothers and fathers from their children.256 children from their parents. He knew it would be best if he was dead. He had tried hundred of times, but if killing a vampire is difficult, trying to kill one when it is you is impossible.

But, with his defeat, also came a small victory. He hadn't killed the other two people, and now, he had the opportunity to make something right. He tried to locate the two girls with every sense he had. He couldn't see them or smell them, but when he focused on his ears, he could faintly hear hard breathing and the steady clop of feet. He followed the sound until he could see them. He stopped for a moment then, took a deep breath, and in less than a second, he was standing in front of them.

"Don't worry," he breathed, trying to make his voice sound kind, "I don't want to hurt you. I have control." At the word control, his eyes drifted to the neck of one of the girls. He took a deep breath and forced his eyes away. "I just wanted to apologize. That person back there, It wasn't me. I had no control. Please understand..." He sighed, and braced himself for them to run away again.

[Sully]

[Too lazy to change accounts.]

Spring didn't look back she just kept running and pulling Lia along with her. She was running towards te south side of the city. Taking the subway was te last thing she wanted to do right now. Sure things were creepy at night, but as long as it meant getting away from that guy back there she didn't care. He had seemed really mad and his anger would most likely be dirrected toward her because she was the one who had tripped him. She was about to stop running to take a small break when suddenly the guy was infront of her again. Spring screamed and fell backward and without even hearing what he had to say she curled around herself, scared out of her wits. She didn't have any more bravery to give to this situation.

Spring heard the word apologize and she felt kind of mad at the guy. Apologize for what, trying to kill them? Killing the woman? Chasing them down for the second time? Gosh she had gotten herself into lots of trouble today. Falling asleep in the park was one thing, but running into a vampire? Luck was not on her side. She should be at home right now, in her comfortable bed or even tending to her flowers. Anything was better than this. Well, not everything. Spring heard the word control said a few times. Wa she talking about control over the urge to... Drink... Blood. The word made a visible shiver run down her spine, then she realized it was a real shiver. It was autum and she was out at night in nothing more than a dress. She felt really cold now, but being cold seemed to be the least of her problems.

[Damon O'Leary]

Damon lowered his gaze sadly. Obviously, the girls had no intention on making a fresh start with him, which wasn't surprising. "I will be sure not to come near you again. I know your scent now, both of you, so you have my word. Neither of you will have to see me again..." At that, he turned and began to walk in the other direction. He would have sped off, but he had completely used up his energy the past few minutes, so he could do no better at the moment. Although he wasn't happy with how that had gone, he knew it was better than nothing. Better they resent him then be another name on his list.

[Sully]

Spring looked up at him and felt bad for him. He looked so sad, almost like she had crushed his hopes. She felt bad for him feeling bad. While he talked Spring listened and slowly stood up. She took a deep breath. Maybe she did have a little bit of bravery left. She bit her lip at what she was doing. This wouldn't end well. She opened her mouth the reply to him, but when she looked up he was already walking away. Spring couldn't let that happen.

Spring ran after him and at his slow pace quickly caught up. Without a single word she wrapped her arms around him in a hug. She was shorter than him by about an inch. She but her tounge and waited for the worst, but still she hugged him. She was pretty much telling him that she forgave him and that she trusted him to not harm her. She was a little iffy on that last part, but whatever. If she died then so be it.

[Damon O'Leary]

Damon's eyes widened at her sudden hug. It had been so long sense anyone hugged him. Usually it had been just... Screaming and running. He wrapped his arms around her awkwardly, then after a few seconds, he tried to think of something to say. "Why..?" he started to speak, but couldn't think of how to finish the sentence. He just stood stupidly with his mouth hanging opened like an idiot.

[Spring Seasons]

He seemed to be genuinely surprised. Good. Spring could pretty much feel how awkward he was. All he said was one word. Why? It was a good question, she didn't really know the answer herself. Maybe because she could tell he felt bad about something or maybe, "Everybody deserves to have friends, but I have a feeling like you don't have any, so I'm going to be your friend." She managed the choke out. Her voice was barely above a whisper and she was sure if she hadn't been huggingbhimbthen he wouldn't have heard it. Her light blue eyes stared up at him, judging his reaction and waiting to see what would happen. She still felt cold, she also still needed to get home.

[Damon O'Leary]

friend... When Spring said it, it didn't stop going through Damon's mind. It had been over a hundred years sense he had friends. Everyone he was close to in his short normal life he had obviously outlived. After that, he promised never to form ties with anyone again. He knew that if he did, he would have to sit at their death bed and watch them fade, just as he had everyone he had ever known. It was a depressing thing, immortality. Agreeing to her proposition would be stepping way out of his comfort zone. But it had been so long sense he had someone who didn't want to drive a stake into his heart, much less care for him..."I think I would like that..." He whispered back, just as softly. As he said that, a single tear came from his eye. He knew what it felt like to cry. He had cried for his friends, cried for his victims, and cried in hopes of death. But this time, for the first time in a long time, he shed a tear of happiness.