Walking down the deserted alley she felt a sense of impending doom overcome her. The voice of reason came through loud and clear, she needed to find her way back to the crowd immediately. One of the main things she remembered being told was to never venture off on your own here. Running a trembling hand through her long hair nervously, she glanced around knowing she was completely lost. With that knowledge her heart began to race wildly and she had the overwhelming feeling that eyes were watching her. Forcing her feet to move she tried to console herself that it was just the fear of being lost that was causing such a strange sensation.
From the shadows he watched her with a smirk finding his handsome face. He could take her at any moment but the thrill of watching her anticipation build as he played tricks on her mind was very enjoyable to him. He enjoyed these games with the weaker race it almost made the hunt tempting. He watched the lovely woman walk down another side road and smiled at the confusion on her face. She had walked in a circle for the last half hour and the blood racing through her veins as the fear consumed her was too much of a temptation to resist any longer.
Lowering to the ground he lounged against the brick wall of a decaying building and pulled her attention to him. He knew there was no other option in her thoughts about turning to him for help. Even as her mind warned her that a man in a deserted alley could be much more of a threat than being lost, she was desperate for assistance. A slow grin moved over his chiseled features as she moved toward him wearily.
"I w-was wondering if you could help m-me," her voice cracked as she stared up into his cold gray eyes. There was something off about this man but she couldn't put her finger on what it was exactly. He was dressed with impeccable style, the clothing he wore definitely seemed to be designer. Maybe that was it, she thought, he was overdressed for a night in the Quarter. The way his eyes moved over her body had her thinking about flight and she looked behind her wondering where exactly she was going to run to.
"You seem to have lost your way," his smiled warmed as he considered the ways he would use her.
She could only stare at the sound of his voice. The accent was English but not with the normal inflection she was used to hearing. Something about his voice calmed her and she felt a strange warmth move through her body that left her trembling in a different way. "Lost," she said the word in confusion not really sure what she had been worried about earlier.
Holding out his hand, he knew exactly what was going through her mind and it pleased him greatly. How easy these humans were to control he thought as he felt her hand slide into his trusting him. How foolish she was to trust a monster, sighing at the ease in which he had overwhelmed his prey. Walking down the road the scent of her filling his nostrils he fought for control until he could have her all to himself without the possible interruption of other humans. For a brief moment he considered taking what was his due there in the street knowing that a passerby would just mean more sustenance for him should they cross his path. Had he not been craving more than just a feeding this night he would have succumbed to that urge.
Walking up the stairs to his home he led her inside without any struggle on her part. The entire building belonged to him and the only inhabitants were other vampires that stopped by on their travels, so their time together would not be disturbed. He kept control over her mind until he led into his bedroom, knowing it would be much easier to erase her thoughts of just one room if he chose to let her live after she pleasured him. As the spell dissolved he watched the horror wash over her beautiful features.
"Where h-have you brought me?" Glancing around wildly her eyes sought escape. She didn't remember walking out of that alley and definitely couldn't recall following him into this room. Panic moved through her body as the overwhelming hint of danger surrounded her thoughts.
With slow graceful moves of his long legs he walked toward the huge four-poster bed and removed his jacket before sitting down. "Where you are is of no concern, how you leave this room should be utmost in your thoughts." The words were spoken quietly but he saw by the widening of her beautiful emerald eyes that she read the underlying threat beneath his tone.
"W-what do you w-want from me," crossing her arms over her chest she knew that whatever he had in mind was not going to be pleasant judging from the look that found his face.
"On the contrary my dear, I do believe you will find everything that happens in this room tonight to be pleasurable," a smirk covered his face as her eyes widened even more. She knew the words she thought had not been spoken aloud and if she hadn't spoken them he had read her mind.
"W-what are y-you?" She truly didn't want to know at this point and turned toward the door. As the door slammed shut and the locks moved in place without him moving to make it happen her breath caught in pure terror. Turning back to him she felt a strange sense of unreality and couldn't speak. He remained as still as a statue on the bed and the fear of his immobility was just as terrifying as if he had thrown her across the room.
