Post by Eudorus on Mar 14, 2007 4:44:20 GMT 1
After I dismounted my motorcycle, I began to walk into the club when I was suddenly grabbed from behind by two large thugs and tackled to the ground like a couple of professional football players! I barely felt the impact. And damn the bastards. They had come out of the shadows. The darkness. My brother. My second skin. "Lucky me. It must be my birthday." I smirked and allowed myself to be hauled roughly off the ground and into the dark alley where they slammed me up against the brick wall. Well, it was not like I had a date or an urgent appointment to keep.The only reason I came to the Vampire Bar was out of sheer bordom and if these guys wanted to pick a fight, I was good to go. After all, I had already lived a thousand lives. No wife or kids in my future. No job. Not....anything. Just the personal bitch called loneliness. And she comes on the regular.
"Check his back pockets and if he moves....stick um'." The guy with the beard and nose ring said. His fear smelled worse than his breath. He was watching to make sure no one was coming and I, well I was hoping the same. This was what I needed. Missed. Fighting is in my blood. A vampire with a warriors heart. Bring it on sons of bitches!
I could hear the creak sound of my leather pants as the second guy with the Led Zepplin t-shirt and tattooed arms searched my pockets. The switch blade clicked open as he put it in front of my face, waving it a little bit. The thing reminded me of a nail file, a butter knife maybe? I began to laugh. Then I was slammed again into the wall and still I laughed harder.
"What the fuck are you laughin' at? You gotta death wish my man?" He jerked me around by my leather jacket to face him. "I asked you a question mutherfucker!" I pointed at the little metal object. "You call that a knife? You insult me with that thing? Next time, you should not bring your mama's potatoe peeler to a fight. I mean, damn, are you sure the handle is not painted pink with the word Nancy in gold letters on the side? Let me check." I reached for the knife and was puched in the side with brass knuckles he used. A gust of wind picked up, blowing debris around. I winced, my head fell back as I sucked in a ragged breath, holding my ribs. The human pushed me to the ground and came down on top of me, scraping the knife's tip along my neck. The atmosphere was changing. As I looked to the sky above me. The dark clouds came together, hiding the stars. Behind my sunglasses I could see lightning fork and strike a tree near by. The thug jumped in surprise then leaned down close to my face, breathing hard. "You don't wanna piss me off right now. You really don't." I slowly grinned, daring the cocksucker. "Are you going to belly fuck me or do you think you are going to kiss me? Frankly, you are not my type and on top of that you are a mighty ugly human." The man snarled, brought the knife up and plunged it into my chest. Lightning hit the same tree and the wind howled. "That's what you get you smart mouthed fucker!" There was pain I had not felt in a very long time I was thinking as the man found my cash and booked it. "Where are you going?" I laughed and got to my feet as I pulled the blade free like it was nothing. Both men looked confused then took off in a dead run but I was fast, so fast that it was not a blur, more of vanishing and reappearing. Lightning hit the ground all around me and the men shouted with hands in the air to protect themselves. "My turn." I punched the guy who stabbed me, hitting him so hard that he flew backwards and hit his head on the brick wall with a sickening crunch. He was instantly dead. Then I turned to the other guy. Stood toe to toe, nose to nose. "Give it your best shot." Then I raised a brow. The man was pissing his pants and whimpering. Then he was running, tripping over himself and babbling crazy nonsense. I let him go. Why? Because he smelled like piss. God damn kill joy. Any other vampire would have done it anyway but then I am not like any other.
Taking my cash back, I zipped up my jacket to cover the rapidly healing wound and headed a second time to the club. I walked in, people parted and backed out of the way as I came in. Like I gave a shit. I could detect clusters of vampires in groups here and there. Eyes on me. Could smell and sense emotions in the room as I sat at the bar and ordered some blood-wine. Heavy on the blood. I thought about nothing in particular as I drank. Two women came on either side me like magnets. My heel tapped on the floor to the beat of the music.
[Finger Eleven - Paralyzer]
I hold on so nervously
To me and my drink
I wish it was coolin' me
But so far has not been good
It's been shitty
And I feel awkward as I should
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thang
Since I thought you and me
Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
For your place on my place
Well I'm not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because your standing still
If your body matches what your eyes could do
You'll probly move right through-
Me on my way to you
I hold out for one more drink
Before I think
I'm lookin' too desperately
But so far has not been fun
I should just stay home
If one thing really means one
This club will hopefully
Be closed in three weeks
That would be cool with me
Well I'm still imagining
A dark lit place
For your place on my place
Well I'm not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because your standing still
If your body matches what your eyes could do
You'll probly move right through-
Me on my way to you
You'll probly move right through-
Me on my way to you...
I had to pull the women apart as they fought over me and I had not even said one word to either one of them. "Girls, girls. Please do not fight." They sat down and glared at each other. I turned to the one on the right. She was blond and pretty with a knock out body. "What is your name?" She said her name was, Tiffany. Then I turned to the other woman. Same description except she was brunett. "What is your name?" She said her name was Brandy. "Well...Tiffany...Brandy." I put my arms around both of them. "I think we should all get along. Come with me. By the way....call me E." We headed for one of the VIP Rooms with a bottle of wine. After the shit in the alley, I needed something to take the egde off. And still, the girls kept saying "I saw him first" and "He's mine" and glaring. Whatever. They were both were going to be pretty intense flavor.
"Check his back pockets and if he moves....stick um'." The guy with the beard and nose ring said. His fear smelled worse than his breath. He was watching to make sure no one was coming and I, well I was hoping the same. This was what I needed. Missed. Fighting is in my blood. A vampire with a warriors heart. Bring it on sons of bitches!
I could hear the creak sound of my leather pants as the second guy with the Led Zepplin t-shirt and tattooed arms searched my pockets. The switch blade clicked open as he put it in front of my face, waving it a little bit. The thing reminded me of a nail file, a butter knife maybe? I began to laugh. Then I was slammed again into the wall and still I laughed harder.
"What the fuck are you laughin' at? You gotta death wish my man?" He jerked me around by my leather jacket to face him. "I asked you a question mutherfucker!" I pointed at the little metal object. "You call that a knife? You insult me with that thing? Next time, you should not bring your mama's potatoe peeler to a fight. I mean, damn, are you sure the handle is not painted pink with the word Nancy in gold letters on the side? Let me check." I reached for the knife and was puched in the side with brass knuckles he used. A gust of wind picked up, blowing debris around. I winced, my head fell back as I sucked in a ragged breath, holding my ribs. The human pushed me to the ground and came down on top of me, scraping the knife's tip along my neck. The atmosphere was changing. As I looked to the sky above me. The dark clouds came together, hiding the stars. Behind my sunglasses I could see lightning fork and strike a tree near by. The thug jumped in surprise then leaned down close to my face, breathing hard. "You don't wanna piss me off right now. You really don't." I slowly grinned, daring the cocksucker. "Are you going to belly fuck me or do you think you are going to kiss me? Frankly, you are not my type and on top of that you are a mighty ugly human." The man snarled, brought the knife up and plunged it into my chest. Lightning hit the same tree and the wind howled. "That's what you get you smart mouthed fucker!" There was pain I had not felt in a very long time I was thinking as the man found my cash and booked it. "Where are you going?" I laughed and got to my feet as I pulled the blade free like it was nothing. Both men looked confused then took off in a dead run but I was fast, so fast that it was not a blur, more of vanishing and reappearing. Lightning hit the ground all around me and the men shouted with hands in the air to protect themselves. "My turn." I punched the guy who stabbed me, hitting him so hard that he flew backwards and hit his head on the brick wall with a sickening crunch. He was instantly dead. Then I turned to the other guy. Stood toe to toe, nose to nose. "Give it your best shot." Then I raised a brow. The man was pissing his pants and whimpering. Then he was running, tripping over himself and babbling crazy nonsense. I let him go. Why? Because he smelled like piss. God damn kill joy. Any other vampire would have done it anyway but then I am not like any other.
Taking my cash back, I zipped up my jacket to cover the rapidly healing wound and headed a second time to the club. I walked in, people parted and backed out of the way as I came in. Like I gave a shit. I could detect clusters of vampires in groups here and there. Eyes on me. Could smell and sense emotions in the room as I sat at the bar and ordered some blood-wine. Heavy on the blood. I thought about nothing in particular as I drank. Two women came on either side me like magnets. My heel tapped on the floor to the beat of the music.
[Finger Eleven - Paralyzer]
I hold on so nervously
To me and my drink
I wish it was coolin' me
But so far has not been good
It's been shitty
And I feel awkward as I should
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thang
Since I thought you and me
Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
For your place on my place
Well I'm not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because your standing still
If your body matches what your eyes could do
You'll probly move right through-
Me on my way to you
I hold out for one more drink
Before I think
I'm lookin' too desperately
But so far has not been fun
I should just stay home
If one thing really means one
This club will hopefully
Be closed in three weeks
That would be cool with me
Well I'm still imagining
A dark lit place
For your place on my place
Well I'm not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because your standing still
If your body matches what your eyes could do
You'll probly move right through-
Me on my way to you
You'll probly move right through-
Me on my way to you...
I had to pull the women apart as they fought over me and I had not even said one word to either one of them. "Girls, girls. Please do not fight." They sat down and glared at each other. I turned to the one on the right. She was blond and pretty with a knock out body. "What is your name?" She said her name was, Tiffany. Then I turned to the other woman. Same description except she was brunett. "What is your name?" She said her name was Brandy. "Well...Tiffany...Brandy." I put my arms around both of them. "I think we should all get along. Come with me. By the way....call me E." We headed for one of the VIP Rooms with a bottle of wine. After the shit in the alley, I needed something to take the egde off. And still, the girls kept saying "I saw him first" and "He's mine" and glaring. Whatever. They were both were going to be pretty intense flavor.