Rae and Nikki want to know more about their vampires!
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The battle with the vampire hunters outside of the town of Kirth—a fight in which she and her kind should have been victorious almost immediately—was going horribly wrong. The group had managed to breech far down into the Clan’s deep, cavernous lair, slaughtering many of the vampire brethren on the way down.
With an angry hiss, Annise flew effortlessly to a high ledge and crouched on her hands and knees as the vampire hunters charged in. Her wild, red hair lay tangled around her shoulders. She bared her fangs as she recognized a male hunter from earlier whom she had fought. She should have killed him then!
Annise leapt silently down in the shadows and chaos, intent on tearing out the man’s throat. But before she had a chance to even alight on the male hume, a stake suddenly flew across the room and pierced Annise's heart.
She froze, her mouth opening wordlessly as her dying eyes sought out Samael...she could not help him in this fight, nor would she ever sing for him again. Never sooth the bloodlust that ran through his cold veins. Never again feel his cool touch on her pale skin or his lips on hers.
Annise felt the life, such as it was, drain from her in an instant. And in that same moment she felt and saw--though no one except perhaps Samael, had be been able to look--two pairs of hands clutch at her from above, appearing ghost-like in the shadows of the cave. Looking up Annise stared and began to smile. An awful, wicked smile. Those in the cave would only see her staring upward as she died, smiling at something. But Annise saw the misty-looking bony arms and hands with the rotting flesh hanging in tatters of her two sisters, Sibella and Celestria. Their hair, brown and blond, hung limply from their near skeletal heads and around the rotting flesh of their shoulders. They clutched eagerly…desperately…at Annise's dark and evil soul, drawing her to them, drawing her back into the fold. They smiled wickedly, fangs jutting sharply from their jaw bones.
Annise felt herself—her soul, wretched and evil--leave her vampire body, rising in a now ghostly and skeletal form still dripping with decaying flesh. She saw her vampire body, her formerly hume body crumple to the floor of the cave and lay still.
Annise was dead. But her soul--still evil, still dark, still hungering for revenge--would live on in the supernatural world. She disappeared into the other realm, reunited once more with her sisters....
Edited by Nikki Peppermint, 25 June 2008 - 07:10 PM.