Evangelina Celestyn D3 WIP

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Your pale blue eyes flash as you follow your victim. Your dark hair hides your face well as you follow with silent footsteps that bring you closer and closer to the taste of blood. You want blood, your parents gave you a taste for it from a young age. You smile, your blood red lips pulling back to reveal the white teeth behind them. Your victim, a young man a little younger than you, seems to sense he's being followed and he turns, looking for you but you are melted into the shadows, good luck finding you. Your laughter rings out in the night air, cold, cruel, joyless. The boy shivers at the sound and you step out of the shadows. "Hello there, you look tasty" you say, pulling out your pocket knife. You don't have fangs, a knife works just as effectively. He backs away from you but your long legs move faster than his and you catch him by the jacket. "Ever met an angel from Hell?" you ask, smiling sweetly. The metal flashes in the moonlight and you draw it across his wrist. He cries out but you don't care, you drink from him, enjoying the blood that flows into your mouth. When you're finished with him, you wipe the blood from your mouth and walk away, leaving the boy dazed and confused.

You sneak in the door of your house but your mother, Gem, stops you. Her ghostly pale skin shines in the pale light of the moon coming through the window. She looks at you with her pale blue eyes which you inherited and you sigh. "Where have you been?" her voice is cold, like ice against your ears. "I was hunting mom" you reply. Her dark lips curl up in a cold smile. "Did you feed well?" She asks. You nod. "Off to bed with you now, it's past midnight" she says, gesturing for you to mount the stairs to your tiny, one windowed room. You flop onto your bed, pulling off your boots, and are out like a light within seconds.

A Pretty face Hides the Monster underneath

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You wake up to harsh sunlight blinding you. You don't really like the sunlight, it hurts your eyes. You push your dark hair into your eyes, blocking out some of the sun and put your long arm in front of your face. Ugh, who left my blinds open You blearily get up and close the black curtains, blocking out the sunlight. Much better You search around for your hairbrush and pull it through the tangles in your hair, then you remember that you still probably have blood on your face. I should probably get rid of that you walk into the bathroom and look at your face in the mirror. It's a pretty face, pale with only slight hints of a blush in it, and it's got blood all over it. You run the warm water, washing your delicate hands of the blood, turning the water pink as it drains away, and splash your face with water. You scrub the blood from your face before turning off the water and looking at yourself once again in the mirror. Your pale skin makes you look like you've died but you haven't died, you've just lived like a vampire your whole life.

You prowl around downstairs, waiting for your 'boyfriend' Lucius who thinks he's a were wolf. You personally can't stand him but you also can't live without him. You hate that you love him but who can help it, with his goofy grin. Damn you Lucius you think, stalking back and forth. When he finally shows up, you look at him, your pale eyes cold. "You know you can't resist me Eva, admit it" he says. You growl. "One day, I should teach you a lesson" you growl. He smiles. You sigh. You couldn't resist him, his goofy grin had you trapped. "So, where are we going today?" you ask, looking at him. You're a little annoyed with him when you realize that Katsa's with him. "Why is she here?" you growl. He holds you back while Katsa smirks at you. "Trust me, this is the last thing I'd rather be doing but Lucius seems to think that we need to learn how to get along. I don't think that's possible though" for once, the two of you actually agreed on something. It was a bloody miracle. "That's never going to happen Lucius, you know that" you tell him flat out. You're not one to hold things back and this is no exception.

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