Victoria dropped to her knee’s in front of the first man and took him in her mouth as soon as he was in her mouth he pushed his cock down her throat making her gag. After about a minute Victoria was pulled hard by her hair and dragged to the next man this went on until she had sucked all of them for a minute or so. Again she was grabbed by a handful of hair and walked over towards the bed. Suddenly Victoria yelled out as she was literally swung onto the bed by her hair.
“Get on your hands and knee’s” She heard a voice say getting on her hands and knee’s one man got up behind her and one in front of her and at almost the same time rammed their cocks into her mouth and cunt. Victoria groaned and felt a hand on each of her tits and them being squeezed hard.
“I think she needs punishing she is not sucking me hard enough” The man in her mouth said a few seconds later Victoria screamed out as she was hit hard across the back with one of the man’s leather belts. The man pushed deeper into her throat Victoria opened her mouth wider to take him. The man fucking her from behind grabbed her ass cheeks and dug his fingers in Victoria pushed back into the man and let out a groan. She felt the man fucking her push in deeper and release his load as a parting gift he bit her hard on one of her ass cheeks. Moments later another cock was being rammed into her cunt.
James knocked on Victoria’s door when he got no reply he opened the door and popped his head in.
“Sorry iam late had a last minute meeting” He said as he walked into the office and shut the door behind him. He was more then a hour late and knew Victoria would be pissed at him. He called her again thinking she was probably in the shower but when she still didnt answer he sat at her desk and looked in her appointment book and seen Victoria had a appointment at 7pm what sparked his interest was the room it was in room was not used that often. Pushing the seat back James walked to the monitors and turned them on every room had a camera so Victoria could check up on the girls. James pushed the next monitor on and stepped back his eyes opened wide at what he was seeing. Victoria was bent over and a man was fucking her ass another was ramming his cock down her throat as soon as the man finished blew his load in her ass another stood up behind her and rammed his cock into her ass again. James could see welt marks all over Victoria’s back her ass as well. James turned up the volume. Once the two men finished one of the men grabbed Victoria by the arm and dragged her to the side of the bed and put a collar on her that had two leather straps on either side.
“Now this will be more interesting you have some sweet toys here and slut we will use every one on you now turn the fuck around.” he said and spat in her face just as she was about to turn around. Grabbed the leather straps he yanked them hard pulling Victoria’s head back at the same time entered her ass.
Victoria let out a yell and gasped for air.
“Tell me slut you want this you love this and you want more” He said and pulled the straps again. In a strained voice Victoria asked for more. A man grabbed her face and rammed his cock down her throat.
“Put her on the bed lets Dp her this slut is coming all over the place.” He said with a laugh as Victoria was pulled onto the bed she straddled the man laying down and lowered herself down on his cock another holding the straps reefed her head back and entered her ass a third stood and rammed his cock down her throat.
James wanted to walk away but the scene in front him kept him there he had never seen Victoria like this he knew she like it rough and some pain but never had he seen this before. He watched as she was beat with the belt she was pissed on made to crawl around the floor and lick their feet .Spat on and what amazed James she begged for more and it was not just because they wanted her to say it she was smiling she really wanted more. A little while later James watched as Victoria was bent over a table and her legs strapped apart and her hands tied and stretched out in front of her. A few moments later dogs were lead in and one was lead to Victoria he sniffed her cunt then licked it a few times before being encouraged by his owner to mount Victoria which he did. As this was happening one of the men laid down in front of Victoria and told her to suck his cock. James watched as the dogs took their turns then were lead back out of the room Victoria was left there for a few minutes. Then the men started their assault on her body again this time the men took turns fisting her cunt and a huge vibrator was being rammed into her ass.
“Scream for more slut” One man yelled out Victoria did scream for more and she did want more as she came over and over. James put his hand to his mouth as they started fisting her ass and the vibrator was now being rammed into her cunt .Once they had finished they untied her and dragged her back over to the bed..
“Now slut lets see how you go with two cocks in your cunt.” he said and pulled Victoria down on his cock and pulled her forward as another go behind her and pushed his cock into her cunt as well Victoria screamed out.
The man on bottom laughed and squeezed her tits hard.
“Your ass is next.” He said.
For the next hour James watched as they fucked Victoria every way they could. When it was over Victoria put her robe back on and stood in front of the men.
“So did you get your moneys worth?” She asked.
“Hell yeah and then some we want to do this again if you agree to it.” He said as he started to dress.
Victoria smiled and nodded her head.
“Oh yeah i want to do this again you want to bring a few more men please.” She said and left the room and walked slowly back up to her office.
As soon as she entered the office she seen James and that the monitor for the room she had just been in was still on.
“I need a shower badly.” She said and started to walk passed James as she got in line with him he grabbed her arm and spun her around.
“What the fuck was that all about Vicky for fuck sake you let dogs fuck you?” He said.
“It was a job James you know what i run here and the dogs its what they wanted and paid for it was not to bad dont know the attraction to dogs fucking a woman i preferred the cock in my mouth alot more.” She said and pulled her arm away and went and had a long very hot shower.
James was pacing when she came back out he stopped once she entered and just stared at her.
“Dont look at me like that i dont answer to you James i answer to no-one and for the damn record i loved very minute of what happened in that room and i will be doing it again and hopefully with a few extra men.” She said and sat down on the lounge she was so damn sore and swollen she had to sit on a cushion.
“Tell me why Vicky i know you like it rough but fuck Vicky look at yourself.” James said and sat down on the lounge heavily.
“Ok James i will tell you. I come from a family who were drunks and took drugs my parents were young when my brother was born and two years later i came along. No affection was given only the bare essentials they need money for drink and drugs .Lets jump a few years it was my 13th birthday i came home from school to hear the usual laughing and the sound of alot of voices. I went into the house and straight to my room the usual routine but this day i messed up and walked out into the kitchen to get something to eat. As i head back towards my room my dad grabbed me and hugged me and wished me a happy birthday i was just happy he remembered. Then i heard someone say “fuck she is ready to have her cherry popped maybe it already has been” The voice said my dad looked down at me and asked was i still a virgin i was so embarrassed and blushing so bad and told him i was.
Again someone called out ” I would check with the amount of men coming through your house someone has nail her for sure” The voice said then alot of voices started egging my dad on to check then i heard my mother’s voice and seen her stagger towards me hoping she was there to save me.
She stood in front of me and smirked then looked at my dad.
“We didnt get her a birthday present so iam thinking you could kill two birds with one stone check to see if she is virgin and that can be your birthday present to her and then i will give her mine.” She said with a laugh and suddenly she bend down and pulled my panties from under my school shirt. My dad dragged me screaming out into the lounge room and in front of eveyone he raped me then looked up at everyone and laughed.
“She was a virgin” He said and got back to his feet then my mother came over to me and made me roll over onto my back and told two men to hold my legs open i was screaming for them to stop as my mother went to work on my cunt when she was done she wished me a happy birthday.” Victoria said.
“A few minutes later i heard men offering dad money to fuck me right there and then and my parents got so excited and took up their offer so on my birthday i was raped repeat over and over and my parents made money. The next day still sore and so scared i went to school as usual as soon as i returned home my father was waiting for me this time he fucked my ass god how i screamed but it did not stop him. Then that night a number of men came over and i was shown by my mother how to suck a man’s cock other school kids were doing school homework my was practicing sucking cocks and getting hit if i did it wrong. So that became my life everyday i was fucked and beaten by my father and mother and other people paid money to fuck me, Then dad had this idea that i could make them more money so i was taken to truck stops and drivers paid money to fuck me in the back of their rigs. If i didnt perform to my father’s satisfaction i was beaten so bad all the sex was rough James and i was hit continuous from men who were told they could do anything to me.
Then i was hired out for parties and at these parties i learnt what Dp was and how to eat out a woman properly. After about three weeks i just gave in and it occurred to me then that while these men and my parents were fucking me i had all their attention what i craved all my life so i just went with it. The next day after i decided to just enjoy the attention i walked into the house and smiled at my father. And told him to lay down i wanted to be on top and right there in front of the door i rode my father’s cock. The look he gave me was so worth it and the decision i made was the right one once i was done with him i walked over to my mother and knelt between her legs and licked and sucked her cunt until she came twice. A few years later once i left their house i became a highly paid sex worker and saved every dime i could until i could open this place my dream i called it Inflictions because i was inflicted with so much pain for so long just seemed fitting. I still go home twice a year and yes as soon as i walk in my father is pulling out his cock and we fuck he does what ever he likes to me. James this is who iam and its the only life i know and iam damn good at it. If you cant accept my life style there is the door use it and dont ever come back.” Victoria said staring at James.
James said nothing for a long time then looked at Victoria and smiled.
“Can i be in on the next one?” He asked.
Victoria smiled and got to her feet and let her robe fall open and lent down to James.
“I would love you to be there now iam horny again fuck me James.” Victoria said with a grin and let the robe drop to the floor.
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By: StormHerald
Chapter 2
I arrived in Paris looking and smelling like a homeless woman. My aunt,
damn her, was waiting for me looking like a tall, vampire model,
wearing a ridiculous black, glittering dress that was so low it showed
the edge of her navel and in her hand was a black, lace umbrella I
walked towards her, seeing her face light up in a bright smile.
“Lilly, you look atrocious. It’s wonderful to see you.” She led me to get
my baggage then led me to her limo and ushered me in.
“My Brother says that you need regular sleep, that will put us behind
schedule but I guess there is nothing that can be done about it. You are
so cute, but you smell terrible, so we are going to the hotel right away
and I want you to freshen up then we need to shop.”
I moaned and laid my head back against the loft leather head rest and
closed my eyes letting the bumpy ride calm my nerves. It had to be only
a little after lunch here, so it made sense that my Aunt would want to
go shopping, but I was exhausted and I knew that there would be no
hope of getting anything done until I went to sleep.
We arrived at the hotel and walked into the pent house, I ignored my
Aunt directing bell hops all around to organize things, as well as carry in
all the luggage, my two bags and her seventeen. I, instead, went
straight for the bathroom, and turned on the large Jacuzzi tub and took
a heavenly, hot bath. It must have been soothing because before I
knew it my Aunt was staring down at me and the water was very cold. I
shivered from both her black stare and the water, before standing up
and toweling quickly off.
“I forgot about human inclination towards jet lag.” She rubbed the
bridge of her nose and slumped down in the chair in my room, “I’m
trying Lilly, but you are going to have to work with me here. We only
have a few days to get you six months’ worth of appropriate clothing.”
I put on a pair of jeans, a black bra, and a white tank top then sat on the
bed. I looked out the window feeling entirely overwhelmed. No one
seemed to care that my entire life had just been uprooted, that I went
from happy American teenager who just graduated, to a European
vampire prince’s betrothed. I sighed and turned back to my Aunt whose
desperate look had disappeared and turned into serious calculations.
Her eyes roamed my body and suddenly I felt the need to cover myself
with my blanket. Before I could manage it my Aunt had me out of the
bed and was observing me entirely from head to toe.
She grabbed a handful of my hair and scrunched it, watching it drop
and spring back in soft curls, “What is going on with your hair?”
“What?” I ran my fingers through it, trying to untangle the drying curls.
My Aunt ignored me and stared straight at my breast, leaning forward
and grabbing both and squeezing them softly. She lifted them and
released them, again, soft and bouncy, I wanted to die. She glared at
me through narrowed eyes, “Strip to your bra and panties.”
I hesitated and she barked a loud now, snapping me out of any sense of
shyness I might have had.
I stripped quickly and stood feeling more like meat on the market than
a person as my aunt poked and pinched and grabbed different parts of
my body. Finally she stood back with a smug look on her face, “Your
mother failed to tell me how voluptuous you were.”
 
I dropped my eyes, “Sorry, I’m big.”
My Aunt scoffed, “Voluptuous is not big darling. I am gathering from
popular human trends that your body type is very desirable.”
“Yeah for a human.” I muttered and pulled my clothes back on.
“Yes, for a human.” My aunt became distracted for a moment before
picking up the phone just as it rang.
“Hello…oh yes we will be there shortly.” She hung up the phone and
turned back to me, “We have dinner reservations. Please tell me you
have some semblance of a dress.”
I sighed and dug through the bag I had personally packed and pulled
out a bright yellow dress and put it on quickly. It was a sun dress but it
was the only dress I had, the little flowers smiled up at me and when I
turned to see my Aunt she was wincing so hard you would have
thought I had just staked her.
“I should have known, yellow, Hades give me strength. Alright dear, lets
go.”
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Dinner was a very silent affair with my Aunt greeting different men,
some human, and most vampires. They all asked about me and after
being told my name the vampires scoffed then retreated making my
aunt more and more irritated by the end of the meal.
When we were in the car she turned sharply to me, “This dress is
 
getting burned when we get back, understand?”
I looked at her aghast, “But it’s the only one I have.”
“You will have more by tomorrow evening. No more yellow, its
disgusting, little flowers on it. You would think you were here to
compete in the Miss Idaho darling pageant or whatever asinine human
thing they do. It’s embarrassing.”
I bit my lip and looked away, watching the scenery pass by without
really looking at it. I had embarrassed yet another relative, one I had
only known for less than a day. It seemed hopeless and in a very dark
mood I began to wonder if it wouldn’t have been better for everyone if
one of those near death experiences had been a full death event.
“I’m sorry Lilly.”
I turned back to my Aunt and saw her looking at me sadly, “There is a
lot going on and your father sent you to me, because he believed you
would have the best fighting chance with me. And I look at you in all
your little yellow dress, humanness and I feel like I may not even
succeed.”
“I don’t want to marry Damien and I don’t know why everyone is
working so hard for me to do that.”
My aunt took a deep breath and then released it, “it isn’t about you
marrying the Prince, Lilly. Courting can be a very violent thing, and I’m
sure your parents left all the explaining up to me.”
“I guess because I don’t know anything.”
My aunt made a dark face and muttered my father’s name under her
breath before turning back to me, “Alright, well, first what you need to
know is that for six months you will be courting the Prince, along with
three other girls.”
I was stunned, I didn’t know there was going to be competition, my
heart raced a bit faster in hope. All Damien had to do was reject me and
then voila, I got my life back.
“I will be living with you, but the other girls, they will be independent
without a chaperone, I guess is what you would call me. This puts you
at a disadvantage, because while the three vampire girls will be seen as
strong and independent, I am afraid you will be viewed as week and
dependent.”
“Okay, but why are you going with me while the other girls don’t have
someone.”
“Obvious reasons being you’re human and far more fragile than the
other three. Also, you have needs that vampires are not entirely
accustomed to, especially the old families where Halflings are changed
at the age of five into vampires so they can learn their life early. No one
will think about your needs like the restroom, or food, or water, or
sleep.”
She shifted uncomfortable as the limo stopped in front of the hotel but
she didn’t move to get out, “There is another reason too isn’t there?”
My Aunt nodded, “I’m there also to make sure you stay alive. Courting
royalty is very competitive and it wouldn’t be beyond the other
betrothed to kill off the weak little human to better their chances.”
“I might not live through this, then.” I shuttered at the thought but
wasn’t as afraid as I would have thought I should be, in fact it felt like a bit of a relief.
“But don’t you worry dear, I am here for you. And our first order of
business is to investigate the competition and develop a battle strategy
accordingly.” And with that she flung open the car door and got out,
practically bouncing to the front doors.

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Erica took the heavy winter blankets out of John’s linen closet and hung them over the blinds inside the windows to block out the light of day. She knew several vampires that could walk in the sun and cursed the fact that she was of a different type. She had loved the outdoors before she was turned and would take regular walks in the woods bordering her family home in the suburbs and hike the park trails when her family vacationed. She had become a city girl after she was attacked and change as she needed to stay near her food source and live in a place where she could blend in. A hundred years ago small towns were unable to support a vampire and allow them to remain hidden from the masses so she moved up to New York. She had spent too long looking around the room and just taking in John’s place without trying to find useful information and would need to spend the day here out of the sun.
After she covered the windows and moved a couch over to keep the front door closed Erica set about investigating the young hunter instead of simply looking around at his apartment. Her first impression was that it was just a place to stay and not a home. There were little if any truly personal touches here and minimal emotional resonance that you find in a person’s home. As Erica was digging searching the bedroom she began to get frustrated with the lack of personalization John had done in the place he lived. (Not lived, she thought, existed would be a better term because there was nothing of a life here. She was a vampire and actually lived more than John did as a mortal. Such a lonely existence, he deserves much better.)
She was getting frustrated and decided to rest a little before she continued searching. Erica walked into the bedroom, stripped down and took a fast shower. She dried herself off and lay down in the bed. As soon as her head hit the pillows John’s natural scent, the one hidden by the smell of oiled metal filled her senses. John smelled of the evergreens and sun that Erica remembered from her day as a mortal. She simply laid there and took in his enchanting scent and let her mind drift until she was just on the edge of sleeping when she felt it.
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John spent the rest of that night gathering the tools of his trade from around the cabin. He pulled out not just the weapons that he preferred to use but all of them including those that had been his parents. His thoughts were consumed by the fact he hadn’t sensed her for the Vampire that she was, he’d always been able to know when he was in the presence of the supernatural, even mortals with unexplained gifts. Why had it failed with her? John went in search of his parents’ journals in order to seek answers.
Until this night he had left their bedroom on the cabin alone and as it had been the night the left; before they returned as vampires. He opened to door to see a space with every surface covered in dust. He should have come in and cleaned it prior to now but even though they were long dead it had been his parents’ room and he hadn’t felt right entering it. He spent a couple of hours cleaning before he moved to the task at hand. Sitting down in the chair before a roll top desk John pulled out the keys he’d taken from his father’s body to unlock the drawers and top so he could open it. John opened the top of the desk to find both his mother’ and father’s journal resting on the blotter.
Before opening either journal John searched through the rest of the desk. While doing so he came across several more journals that by looking inside the covers he discovered that they belonged to his grandparents and ancestors further back as well. There were a dozen of the handwritten books all told. Pulling them from the drawers he stacked them with his parent’s book and carried them all into his room. Dawn was fast approaching and he hadn’t slept since he headed for the club two nights ago.
Has it only been that long since I’d seen her last, it feels longer? John was startled as that thought raced through his mind unbidden. Taking a few deep breaths to calm his frantically beating heart and nerves, John pulled out his mother’s Journal from the stack and began reading. Barely begun John drifted off to sleep with the journal splayed open across his chest. In his sleep he dreamed…
***********
Erica sat up in the bed and was standing before the thought to do so even finished flashing through her mind. She lifted the mattress to look under it where she discovered a leather-bound book tucked neatly away. She opened it to discover it was a photo album. Pulling it out and fixing the bed Erica sat against the headboard and flipped slowly through the pictures in the quiet. The pictures were of a young couple with a small child who she assumed to be John as he was not either of the adults. The pictures progressed from him as an infant through his life as he turned into a teenager. Just after he started to look thirteen or so his eyes in the pictures took a darker cast, a loss of innocence that she could feel emanating from them even in the photograph. Had she needed to hazards a guess it was around that time he’d found out what truly lived in the world around him.
***********
John realized he was dreaming almost immediately, but it didn’t feel exactly like a dream. He was standing in a clearing in the forest outside the cabin. The sun shone down upon him as he turned to scan the trees and brush around the clearing. A wolf stepped out of the trees into the clearing; trotting over, closing the distance between them it sat before John and stared into his eyes. She was a beautiful wolf; he had known she was female instinctively, with a dark coat glistening in the light as though it were oil instead of fur. Her eyes glowing a pale and icy shade of blue as their gazes locked together and a chill raced through his body. As they stood staring at one another the moon moved across the sky tp eclipse the sun and the scene changed…
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Erica felt a deep sense of loss for the John due to the change from innocent child to what he had become. Whatever had taken the light in his eyes had to have been a true monster and that was something she was intimately familiar with from the creature that had attacked her so many decades ago. That night so long ago she’s had her innocence torn from her as that monstrous thing had taken her blood and body before taking her life. When she came around from being changed the monster was still using her for his pleasure. That night was the first time she’d killed and had prayed that with his death hers would soon follow. She believed it was a vampire from legend and the same stories were correct that with the death of the vampire all of its creations would also perish. To her regret at the time the legends had been wrong. Erica had attempted to return home that night for the aid and comfort of family and that had been the first mistake she had made as a vampire. She had been too new and her dark thirst to powerful for her control. She’d been responsible for the death of her sister that night and went back to the forest to protect the rest of her family.
***********
John was thirteen again and still standing in the clearing the eclipse shining overhead. The wolf was no longer sitting before him but was circling him, facing out towards the edges of the clearing and growling as deep bass rumble at whatever was in the trees. Several pale people stepped out of the trees to surround the clearing. All of them appeared emaciated and feral save the one directly across from him. He was tall; appearing to be a giant to John’s thirteen year old eyes. The man’s hair hung straight and long down his back and over his shoulders to his waist in a red the color of blood flowing from an open wound. The eyes that looked him over were yellow and bloodshot filled with malice as they met John’s open stare. When he spoke to John the voice carried even more malice and palpable evil that the eyes, “Well, what do we have here?”
**********
Lost in the memories of her past and unable to escape from them she continued to live out that first night in her mind as she stared at the picture and into John’s eyes. Erica spent the rest of the night in the forest near some caves and lake miles away from her home. She didn’t understand how she’d gotten there so fast after she ran away from her sister’s body at the farm. She simply ran as hard as she could with the thought of being far away from people she knew and could hurt. She was already a monster in her own mind as she’d taken the life of her sister. She would have killed the creature that did this to her had she not already done so. She sat on the western shore of the lake and looked out over the water for the rest of the night while she waited for the sun to rise. She decided that she would not live as a monster because of a whim of chance crossed her path with that of the creature that took her from the world she’d known.
***********
John felt the warmth spread down his leg as the fear of this man overrode his ability to control his bladder at such a young age. The man stood there staring at John like he was something to eat; then he smiled showing two rather long sharp teeth. John was paralyzed with fear as he looked into the face of death. He knew about death as a few of his parents friends had died in the recent years. They had all been nice to John and he’d been missing them. John wanted to run away from this man, run through the trees as fast as he could back to the cabin but he was surrounded and because fear held him in place. One of the feral looking one charged at him only to be intercepted by the black wolf. The fight was short but no less brutal for it as the wolf locked her strong jaws around the attacker’s neck and bit down through it. There was no scream, just the sounds of tearing meat and the crunch of bone being crushed and broken. The silence that fell over the forest was deafening as anything alive other than those surround them, the wolf and John made themselves scarce. John raised his hand to brush away the warm, wet feeling on his cheek only to see blood on his hand when he pulled it away. He didn’t feel any pain and realized with horror that it had to have sprayed from the attacker when the wolf tore its head off. He shuddered and his heart started to race even faster than it had already been.
***********
As the first rays of dawn broke over the horizon Erica felt tremendous pain all over. She forced herself to continue sitting on that beach as the sun’s light continued to brighten the sky. Every second she sat there the pain increased tenfold and yet she still forced herself to remain. The first glimmer of the sun’s edge broke the horizon over the trees and her control snapped; he skin felt like it was on fire and her blood boiled within its veins. Instinct took over and had her racing for the caves she knew were close by. The pain of her body while excruciating was minor compared to the anguish she was feeling at having failed to end her existence as one of the monsters that hunted the night. She reached the cave and drove herself deep into the pitch darkness within. As she neared the back a loud rumble came from ahead of her. Her eyes focused deeper into the cave straining to see what made the sound when suddenly the depths of the cave appeared as bright as the noonday fields to her eyes. Standing upon its hind legs and growling threateningly at her was a gigantic brown bear. The bear dropped to all four legs and moved towards Erica, forcing her back towards the cave entrance. Trapped between the angry bear and the painful death from exposure to the sun her instincts once again took over. Erica charged the bear, jumping up and wrapping her arms around the neck of the large beast she squeezed with all of her strength. She could feel and even hear as the muscles separated and the bones were crushed into paste by the force she exerted. The bear died with a whimper as its spine was crushed within her iron grip. She sat looking at the bear as she listened to the final beats of its heart as silence fell in the cave.
***********
With the gruesome death of their compatriot the rest of the feral men rushed the circle while John stared at the warm blood staining his fingers and cheek. The sounds of the fighting forced him to raise his eyes and look at what was happening. The wolf was fighting to defend John again. Meeting each attacker as they closed, forcing them to back away with a severe injury before she moved to the next. For all her ferocity and speed she wasn’t able to completely protect him. One of the feral men managed to grasp onto John’s upper arm with a vice-like grip and squeezed right before the wolf bit down through its elbow. John heard and felt the snap of bone from where the creature had grabbed his arm; the pain was like nothing he had ever felt before and hoped never to feel again as it was all consuming. He dropped to his knees then fell onto his side as he curled into the fetal position, tucking the injured arm into his body and cradled it protectively.
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Sitting there and watching the bear’s body cool she had an inspiration. Erica moved over to the body of the bear and bit through the fur into its neck. She tasted the filthy, muddy taste of tree bark, dirt, animal musk and whatever else the beast had gotten itself into. Pulling her mouth away Erica reach her hand up into her mouth and felt around for the fangs that she’d ripped into her sister’s neck with. She couldn’t find them but knew they were there. It took a little bit of time for her to think of a way to extend them; finally she thought about the thirst and how it felt when she destroyed the creature that made her what she was which caused them to extend. Again she leaned in and bit down through the bear’s fur and skin. She felt the still warm blood flow onto her tongue and down her throat as she forced herself to swallow it. Moments later her entire body was wracked with pain and convulsions as the animal blood was expelled from her body in a torrent. Erica moved away from the pool of blood and vomit to sit against the wall. She had hoped to live on animal blood so she wouldn’t need to kill anyone else. As despair crushed her heart Erica leaned back against the cave wall and felt the tears begin to roll down her cheeks.
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John continued to lie upon the ground under the dim light of the eclipse while the pain in his arm assaulted his senses. As the felling of wet, hot fur brushed across his shoulder he looked up to see the wolf. She was standing over him, protecting his body with hers as she stood with teeth bared and growling at the last remaining man; the man who seemed to control those feral creatures that attacked him. The man attacked suddenly, closing the distance faster than a blink and swinging his fist down at the wolf. She moved quickly out of the way of his fist but jolted John’s injured arm causing him to scream in pain. When she looked at John the man backhanded her in the side throwing her into a tree at the edge of the clearing causing her to whine as John heard the sound of breaking bones. The man turned to grab John from the ground and was reaching for him when the wolf landed on his back and bit down onto the back of his neck. This time she was unable to bite through as she’d done with the first attacker. As they struggled John was kicked in the ribs by the man moving to shake the wolf off of his back. Again the pain and sounds of breaking bones tore through his body, but he was unable to scream as breathing suddenly became very difficult to do.
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Erica forced herself to stay in that cave for the next several nights; not daring to walk among people in order to keep from killing anyone. After about a week in the cave she was ravenous, her thirst burned not only in her throat but in her head and stomach. She felt as though she was dying but still kept rigid control during the night when her instincts told her to run and to hunt. She was able to control the desire by thinking of her sister lying dead from Erica’s actions or at least she was in control until she heard the sounds of people at the lake after the sun had set. Pulled by her thirst towards the voices she heard Erica ran in seconds from deep within the cave to the tree line nearest them. There were four of them near the water’s edge. They were dressed as trappers and looked to be heading out toward the mountains from the equipment loaded onto the horses and pack mules staked near her. The wind shifted to flow through the trees towards where the horses were tied and the animals reacted like they would to any other predator, the panicked. The horse closest to the stake reared up, yanking the stake that held them in place from the ground and raced away from the scent and into the dark forest leading the other animals with it as they had been tied together. Three of the trappers chased after them into the surrounding dark of the night leaving only one man at the camp. The predator inside of her salivated at her sense of vulnerable prey and began to stalk along inside of the tree line as it moved her towards the lone man. She had gotten close to him when her turned away to look across the water and the predator struck. Taking the trapper from behind it forced him to his knees, pulled his head back up and to the side in order to expose his carotid artery. She stared at the pulse under his skin, listened to the rhythm as his heart sped up its beating and then she struck. She sunk her sharp teeth into his neck and drew deeply on his life’s blood. That was the third time she killed and hated herself for doing it. She escaped into the night before his friends returned to find the body.
It took her two years to learn that she could feed from a mortal without killing them; she had only needed to learn control. During that same time she’d started to discover the changes that happened to her empathic abilities as well. She had the blood of innocents on her hands and knew that she had been a monster during the beginning of her new life. She fought free on the memories of her distant past and looked more closely at the pictures before her. Turning the page again she’d found another picture that had him looking in his early teens. He seemed younger than her did from the one on the previous page; he had a haunted look in his eyes, a cast on his arm and various scrapes, cuts and bruises on his face and body. He was lying in bed under a window through which the forest could be seen. It struck something in her memory that she hadn’t thought about…..
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The man was finally able to grab a hold of the wolf and ripped her from his back. He threw her across the clearing where she impacted the tree against which his body rested from being kicked. The wolf fell to land atop John, her blood flowing from several wounds along her body and a puncture in her front left shoulder where a small branch punctured it and snapped off the tree when she fell. Her blood flowed into his mouth as she rested atop him. The man laughed and it was a sound like grating glass, as he approached them across the clearing. At that moment an angel burst into the clearing from the surrounding forest and tore into the man. She was small, not much larger than John was himself and she was beautiful. She fought the man off as John slipped into darkness. He knew he wasn’t going to live but was thankful for the angel rescuing him from anything worse than death. It should have scared him to know he was dying at the age of thirteen but her felt a sense of peace as his eyes closed.
A few minutes must have past when he opened his eyes again. The angel stood over him felling around the injuries he’d suffered. She moved her hands across his broken arm and he passed out again from the sharp pain. He awoke again as he tasted the coppery flavor as warm blood flowed into his mouth. He attempted to spit it out but his mouth was covered by the source of the blood and his nose was being held. All he could see was a hand holding his nose when he opened his eyes to look before he fainted again. The next time he opened his eyes the angel was gone, he was still in pain but alive. He looked around quickly and his head swam. When the wave of nausea and dizziness passed he spotted the wolf; she was sitting there in the clearing next to him and stared at his face again. She looked as though she hadn’t been injured at all but John had known otherwise. The eclipse was over and the sin still shined down into the clearing but it had to have been at least a couple of hours since the noon sun and been above him. John attempted stand, placing his hand on the ground in order to assist him in gaining his feet. That was a painful error as the broken arm was unable to support him. The pain once again caused him to faint.
When he next opened his eyes it was only momentary and to the sensation of being dragged through the forest by the collar of his shirt. He could feel the furry muzzle of the wolf against the back of his neck as she pulled him toward her destination and he drifted off again because of the pain. When he woke next it was on the cabin’s porch with the wolf standing above him. She looked down into his face and licked it all over; she then released a powerful yet beautifully sorrowful howl from her throat and ran to disappear into the trees. His parent’s opened the door and saw John immediately…..
John snapped awake. He hadn’t remembered that event before but he did so now. The face of the angel was in his mind as well as the look of the wolf that had protected him as though he were her cub. He was grateful for the aid both had provided to him that day.

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