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Huntress & Hunter (Part 3)

  In life thing happen as they should. Zombies were meant to be here for a reason in this sim world. Was it meant to bring some sims together or tear them apart. Most hunters like to be by themselves but some need to have the company to make it more fun. But if it is with or without someone it is still the thrill of the hunt.

Blair’s POV

  Blair been having a hard time holding zombies back and if she went up against someone bigger then her she would be taken out. She need to build her stamina and arm strength up. She turned her empty room she had into a work out place with a few different things. It has a yoga mat to stretch, weights to gain strength and a treadmill, well sometimes you never know when you just need to run. Even a vampire still needs to stay in shape. Blair worked hard till she was sweating like crazy.

She got into the bathtub to soak her body after that harsh workout. When she sat in that nice hot water her muscles seem to relax. She thinks she pushed herself way to far. After the nice soak to her muscles she got out and put on her sexy leather outfit and put her hair up today. She usually does not like putting her hair up but it seem to make this outfit look more fierce. She smiled in the mirror at herself she felt very sexy. She been going to the realm a lot looking for tomes with spells. She wants to learn many spell to cause mischief. She smiled wickedly causing blood is always fun but pranks and stuff even funner. She went down the stairs and looks in the fridge to have a bite. She found some fruit salad and nibble on that when she heard a buzz at the gate. She check and it was Jill Valentine, she helped her a few times when zombies got way to out of hand. She has saved her a couple times a while back. Blair buzzes her in. Blair finished up her food and made sure the place was tidy. She has not had company over in a while. Blair ran around the house fast, thank goodness for super speed. She was almost finished when she heard a knock at the door. “Coming” she yelled. She hurried around and when she thought it looked the best she could make it she went to the wooden doors and open them. “Hey Blair! Been a while how you doing?” Blair invited her in. “Been doing well. What brings you by?” Jill looked around. “I like your place. It homie” Blair thanked her. And they decided to go to the living room to sit on the couch. “I just happen to be in the neighbourhood thought I check on you.” Blair smiled. “You did not have to do that. Very sweet of you.” Jill came closer to Blair before they got to the couch. “Been thinking of you lately actually.” Jill said seductively. Blair smiled at her. “Have you now. Probably how weak I am and how you always have to save me.” Jill laughed and they sat on the couch. Jill put her hand on Blair bare leg. “You know your strong. You just were overwhelmed. It happens.” Blair felt a ting go through her. She has not been touch in so long. Blair smiled. “I don’t know. I am working harder.” Jill left her hand there on Blair leg and move a little to give Blair chills. “You will surprise us all. You are the strongest women I have ever seen. And very beautiful too.” Blair blushed. Jill started to move her nails around on Blair’s leg. “Jill.. I” all Blair could get out till Jill squeeze Blair thigh. Blair let out a small moan. Jill lean in and kissed Blair on the lips. The kisses started to get heated. Blair stopped her for a moment. “Let move this upstairs.” Jill agreed. The kissing continued in the bed and Jill pleasured Blair very much and Blair thinks she did a good job to pleasure Jill.

After a little bit of laying together talking away they decided to get dressed. “Jill that was amazing. It been a while.” Jill kissed Blair. “It has for me too” once they were dressed. They heard a roar that sounded like Nemesis, both the girls ran out with guns and weapons. Blair made the finally blow and got blood all over her. She felt satisfied having sex and making a kill made it feel amazing. Once everything was cleaned up she said goodbye to Jill. When she turns around Grim Reaper was standing there over Nemesis’s body. He looked at Blair “would you stop killing all these sims. I don’t have all day to reap souls.” Blair was pretty surprised by him. “Yea, sorry Grim but I will not be stopping anytime soon.” Grim growled. “You and Ragnar. Are such pains in my ass.” He took the soul and left. Blair thought “Ragnar? That a different name. He been killing as well. Interesting.” She went to the waterfall to clean herself off and headed to the realm after she was cleaned up.

Ragnar’s POV

It been quiet and Ragnar finally left the criminal career he was tired of being tide down but he made some good money while doing it. He is sitting fine and now he can do whatever his cold heart pleases. Ragnar got out of his coffin and figured it was time to get going. He looked at the clock it was passed noon. Sometimes sleeping helps pass the time. Ragnar got dressed into his work out clothes and went for a short jog. For it being winter it was still a bit hot out to jog to long. He loves this place the water was so beautiful and he loved this island. There was a house that had fences up past the water fall but he has never seen no one over there before and he probably get killed if he went over to greet them. No one can be trusted now and he needs not to play nice. Once he got his jog in he went out to the bathroom to get a quick shower once he was clean and got out he heard something a little ways from the house. A scream. Ragnar flew off to find what he heard. When he changed backed into human a women passed by saying zombies! Ragnar ran where the women came from and there was a few there. He saw a axe and grabbed it and killed the first sim zombie he saw and took her in the head. Another came toward him and he stabbed it a few times till it did not move and last but not least he grab the other zombie and stabbed it in the throat. He thought he was all done when he heard the roar of Nenemis. Ragnar growled. Hate this big guy. He got his gun and started to shoot. After a few rounds of  ammo he finally went down. A voice came behind Ragnar and made him jump. He turn to shot and Grim came into view. “I almost shot you!” Ragnar snapped. “Would of not done anything. But I have a bone to pick with you” Ragnar scoff “Would you stop fucking killing sims! I am tired of reaping all day. I just had a talk with another chick and she see no point in stopping maybe I can talk some sense into you!” Ragnar only heard chick in that big rant. “What chick?” Grim glared at Ragnar. “Seriously that is all you heard?” Ragnar shrugged. “Sorry but I am not planning to slow down either.” Grim took the souls and left saying no more.

Ragnar has killed a few people and he noticed people talking about him and how he is a serial killer. They keep talking about him and the blue hair cat chick being crazy and how they feeling scared to see either of them. Ragnar rolled his eyes at the people talking on the beach. Most times if I killed it been zombies but everyone just sees killing most times. Oh well do not mind being feared either. I can feed off fear it is always nice. Ragnar laughed and started down to the bar for some drinks and fun. He finally made it and went in to get a drink. It was not as good as the ale at Del Sol Valley but it be best he stay away from there for a while after he killed that jerk the other day. So the Sulani bar is just as good. There was lots of people around and there was a fire going on over at the pits, people seem to be out and about tonight. He mocked at how human sims seem to try and forget about what’s really going on in the world. He had a couple of drinks and was heading out the door when he heard them, zombies had appeared and he was not surprised. People started to scream and Ragnar grabbed a weapon and there she was the blue hair chick. She was outside and a zombie went for her. She seem to be surprised by the sim who it used to be and she struggled for a moment and she pushed off the zombie. She seem to be in shock and not paying attention so Ragnar swooped in and killed the zombie. She gasp. Ragnar stabbed the zombie into the chest and it finally stopped moving. He got up and looked at her. “Are you okay?” She still was in shock. “Um yea. I could of done it.” Ragnar smiled. “I am sure you could but when you know the sim it a shock. It would knock me off guard too.” She looked at the dead sim and nodded. “I am Ragnar. What your name?” When he said his name she looked at him quickly. “You are Ragnar?” Ragnar nodded “I am Blair Nightwing” her last name was different. “Nice to finally meet you. I have heard many rumours of you” he winked. Blair laughed. “Grim not to crazy about us.” Ragnar bursted into laughter and Blair laughed too. Ragnar smiled at her and picked a rose and gave it to her. “I am sorry about your friend.” She looked at him and gave him a sweet smile and took the rose.

Ragnar thought she was stunning. Their moment was ruined very quickly once the cops showed up. “Get out of her, I will distract them.” She nodded and took off very quickly. She was there,  then she was gone in a flash. He smiled watching her go. She is also a vampire as well, he thought to himself! He was in awe of her. He finally then remembered he needed to take off so he started toward the crowd of people who were watching the fire, hoping he could blend in the crowd.  It was not long and those damn cops caught up with him and cuffed him. They called for a helicopter to have him picked up and it was not long before it arrived.  “Damn it I guess you guys got me.” Ragnar mocked the cop.  The officer said nothing to Ragnar and once the rope come down from the helicopter, he was handcuffed to the rope and  lifted into the air.  As Ragnar was  being pulled into the helicopter he managed to head butt the officer who was controlling the rope. Ragnar managed to get his hands back in front of him so he went to the pilot and commanded him to land. The pilot refused so Ragnar broke his neck and he jumped out of the helicopter.  The helicopter crashed and caused a huge explosion. It was enough ruckus for Ragnar to turn into a bat and the cuffs fell to the ground. “Why did I not think of that before” as he took off for home.

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Condolescence (Chapter XII)

Pairing: Adam (Only Lovers Left Alive) x OFC Language: English Rating: M

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“We do?”

There was silence again, spreading between them like cold and moist fog. The words hung in the air, unspoken and quiet. There was nothing either of them had left to lose. Nothing else worth fighting for. They might as well try and fight for whatever this was… whatever they were.

“Let’s head upstairs. You must have a lot of questions.”

“I-I think I do.”

So they walked further inside, Tal allowing Adam to close the door behind him and thus trapping her in his house. Alone, with him. Yet right now, she didn’t feel afraid, at least… not so much. There was still so much that needed to be said.

Following the vampire to his living room, she wondered how many humans had walked on these very steps, not knowing what they were getting themselves into, not knowing that he could easily suck life out of them.

Adam seemed so peaceful, calm and introverted. She couldn’t imagine him doing such a dreadful thing and still, more and more horrible scenarios kept flashing before her inner eye. They needed to talk. Desperately.

When he sat down on the couch, mutely motioning for her to join him, she swallowed thickly, nervously wetting her lips as she did, preparing to talk and taking a deep breath. There was no need to beat about the bush now.

“So you… you can’t walk in the sun. It burns you. And you drink blood.”

Adam nodded. “Yes,”

“How? Have you… do you… I mean… drink from people?”

“I used to. A few centuries back, there was no such thing as hospitals and blood banks. Today, I get my rations from a doctor at the local hospital. I hide it in the cellar in a fridge.”

Tal felt herself breathing out so intensely she realised only then that she had been holding it. So he didn’t kill, hunt and murder. He was just trying to survive—similar to herself.

“You don’t sleep in a coffin.” She continued.

“No. That is an absurd myth zomb-… humans have invented for the entertainment industry.” Much to her surprise, he was being exceptionally calm about this. Had he done this before? Talked to a mortal about what he was? The girl doubted it.

“What about garlic?”

“No,”

“Crosses?”

“Not at all,”

“Churches?”

Adam shook his head, his lips pressed together to a thin line. Even now he looked incredibly handsome, with the weak light of a lamp on his desk throwing eerie shadows that tainted his beautiful and flawless face.

Looking up, he sought out her beige eyes, locking with his when he found them. He could hear her heartbeat from where he sat. Rapid and excited, a little scared; like a rabbit that had been hunted by a fox in the woods.

“Can you… enter people’s houses without permission?”

“I can. Though we say it brings about bad luck.” He explained thoughtfully. Tal frowned.

“What about mirrors?”

“You mean are you able to see my reflection?” She nodded.

“You will see nothing.”

“At all? Not even a creepy shadow or… a blurry shape?”

Once more, the vampire shook his head.

“How long… have you been a vampire already?” Shyly, she stared at her fingernails to avoid Adam’s gaze. She didn’t know whether he possessed supernatural powers as to seduce her in any way. She hoped against it, for the way her heart pounded whenever she was near him, was beyond alluring.

“For several centuries… Do you want to know my exact age?”

“I-I don’t think so,” Tal frowned, eyes fixed on the battered carpet on the floor. She had to ask him. Even if she didn’t like the answer. “Adam… when you… helped me that night… did you… I mean… think about… drinking my blood? Have you ever?” Again, the vampire remained silent for a few seconds. He studied her intently, probably weighing how she would take the different kind of lies if he told her. In the end, he settled for the truth and nothing but the truth. She already knew now. There was no way to make this worse.

“Yes. I have.” Again, she let out a deep, decided, however, to remain silent and listen to what he had to say. He was no merciless killer, now was he? No, it couldn’t be. “The night I brought you into my house, I… wondered why I did so in the first place. I didn’t know why I bothered. With the drugs in your veins, you were… unsuitable to be fed on at that point. I thought I’d never see you again when you left again but then…  you somehow ended up in my house again because of those fucking zombies and…” he paused, desperate to keep his composure. He didn’t want to spill this, that much she could tell; and still, he did it. For her. “I kept thinking about what you would taste like. Day after day. I still do now, I can’t help myself.”

Looking up briefly, his blue eyes locked with hers once more. Her heart was beating so fast now he feared she would faint. She was nervous, more so than only minutes before—but unless she would start to trust him again on her own accord, there was nothing he could do about it.

“But you… I mean, so…” she swallowed thickly, “You never actually wanted to drink my blood?” Instead of answering her question, he simply said,

“Do you remember the day you cut yourself in the kitchen? The day I disappeared?”

The girl nodded, unable to find her voice.

“It was the day I first tasted your blood. I wanted to, Tallulah. More than anything do I dream about how sweet you tasted. I know this scares you but it is the truth. I can’t deny my nature, it’s what I am.”

“I…” He had tasted her blood? Tasted… her? It sounded strange, something she had yet to get used to but oddly, it did not gross her out or scared her away. Against what she had expected, it merely sent an uneasy feeling through her body and the more she forced herself to accept his words, the more she calmed.

“Your blood isn’t contaminated,” he continued, not letting her speak up. He would finish explaining this. He was afraid she would leave again once she knew but right now, there was nothing else he had left to lose. “It’s… sweet… the most delicious blood I’ve ever tasted. It’s rare. You are rare. Zombies nowadays, they… have an unhealthy nutrition, they drink alcohol, they do drugs… they managed to contaminate not only their drinking water but also their own blood. It’s why I started to obtain clean blood from the hospital.”

Tal said nothing at first. She just sat there, beige eyes wide, dry lips parted, attempting to comprehend the words Adam had just spoken. He liked her taste. He liked what her blood tasted like… sweet. Was it really sweet?

“I… I don’t know what to say, I… I’m gonna have to get my head around this.”

The vampire nodded understandingly. “Maybe you should get some sleep. If you still want to stay, that is. If you wanted to leave, that’s fine but I’d have to ask you to keep this a secret and—��

“Adam.”

Her expression was soft, calm and almost loving as she looked at him. He could still sense how tense she was around him but she was trying her best in coping with the situation. He couldn’t help but admire her for it.

“It’s okay, I won’t leave.”

“That’s… that’s great.” He replied awkwardly. Almost, he wanted to thank her for her decision. “You should rest then. I’ll have some food ordered and brought here when you wake up again.”

Smiling weakly, she nodded, getting up to head downstairs again. Relief flooded through Adam as he watched her leave. Perhaps she was still scared of him. Perhaps she would never trust him again, always be cautious and keep her distance like he had before and perhaps, all of this meant that he would never be able to hold her and kiss her again. But it had been the right thing to do, he was sure of that now. Tal was back, she was still here and she was safe and sound. It was all that counted.

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