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Nom - Sai Ketsueki

SamwiseGJ - Elizabeth Huddleston

It was night, and even the bright moonlight couldn't reveal the devious plan hidden behind the playful smirk on Elizabeth's face. A man's hand was in hers as he followed her towards the nearest forest, believing he was in for a bit of luck. He had no idea that the woman he was following, almost in a hypnotized manner, had other plans. Of course, she was revealing a completely different side to her from what she had been like in the remote bar they had met. She had been playing hard to get, but that's just what he liked. He had managed to get her wrapped around his little finger, but he didn't know that it was the other way round.
"You certainly are different," He chuckled quietly as she pulled him deep into the forest, and the drink that had blinded him from dangers wasn't helping him to realise just how dangerous this could be.
"You have no idea," Elizabeth mused, twirling around on her toes when they were deep enough in the forest not to be disturbed by anyone. She kept the playful smirk on her face as she pushed him against one of the trees, but it soon turned evil. A fire flared up in her iris and she grabbed the man's throat. He began to panic and flailed his arms around to get away, starting to yell for help. Using her other hand, Elizabeth grabbed the man by his hair and brought his head forward, glared into his eyes, then bashed his head against the tree. The man's vision soon turned blank and he was knocked out, but he was still alive. She liked the blood when it was still flowing through the body. After throwing the limp body to the ground, she kneeled down beside him and ran a cold finger down the side of his neck.
Elizabeth grabbed him by the shoulders and tilted his head back so more of his neck was exposed. With a quiet chuckle, she extended one finger and placed the tip of it against where the jugular in his neck should be. She dug her nail deep into his flesh and blood began to ooze out, but before any of it could be wasted, she placed her lips over the cut and began to drink the blood. Her hunger was easily being satisfied, but upon hearing a noise nearby, she raised her head from the now dead body before she could drink the remaining blood. There wasn't much left anyway.
Elizabeth stood up and stood over the body, her eyes searching around the trees nearby her. Her senses were much more heightened than any human and as she had just drank blood, they were [i]very[i] sharp.

Sai crept silently through the dark forest, searching for prey. Oddly enough, there was little game tonight, as if something had came through and disturbed nature's daily grind.
Although he was curious as to what might cause such a disturbance, his hunger took priority.
Hearing a noise, he saw movement and leapt into the nearest tree.
It was a large buck... Looked nice and juicy.
His hunting instinct, stronger than most vampires, kicked in and he felt the cold, twisted vampire adrenaline.
In a fraction of a second, he was from the tree to the animal's neck, slitting it's jugular for a fast kill.
Quickly putting his mouth to it, he sucked the thing dry in less than a minute, and was satisfied...
Until he heard yelping.
This sent him back into hunting mode, and he used the trees to navigate to the sound.
Freezing when there was another sound, he saw another vampire feasting on a human, and she was looking at the same direction the noise came from... The exact opposite direction from him.
She was a vampire, and he didn't see vert many of them around where he lived, unless they were sent after him.
Before the girl could turn around, Sai had her pinned down to the forest floor, slamming her face into the ground.
All her limbs were subdued and his other hand was at the vampires only vital point,a pressurepoint on the back of the neck.
"Who sent you?" He hissed.
[Don't let her escape, just let it play out, please.]

As Elizabeth stood absolutely still, her eyes scanning the forest around her, she caught the strange scent of vampire. She had been sure that she was the only one in that area! If this was the vampire's natural feeding spot, she would have to try and get out as quick as possible without getting caught. But she was too late.
A figure pounced and pushed her down to the ground and left her unable to move her limbs. She hissed as her face was hit off the ground, but she had gone through many fights before as learnt not to scream; it would only attract attention.
Elizabeth glared up at the vampire on top of her, hissing once more at him.
"No one sent me here," she told him, attempting to wriggle out of his hold, "I came here on my own accord." Her attempts to free herself from the other vampire's grip proved difficult and she stopped when she felt his finger on the pressure point behind her neck. That made her freeze, stop trying to get out of his hold.
Elizabeth was not amused by the sudden attack, but there was hardly anything she could do about it. He had the upper hand, and though she had just fed, she wasn't as strong as he was.

After her response, he laughed loudly.
"You expect me to believe that bullsh*t?" He hissed back sharply, tightening his grip and pressing down on the point a little more.
"You tenacious motherf*ckers have been after me for sixty-nine years, and you send an amatuer?"
Pausing, he let his claw run down her cheek, leaving a blood trail.
"Maybe another dead errand boy-
Excuse me... Errand girl, will send the message to them."
His head went down to the blood on her cheek, and he ran his tongue up her cheek, taking all the blood with it.
"Such a shame, too. You're quite pretty."

Elizabeth growled as the skin on her cheek broke and blood slowly oozed out.
"I said, I am not working with anyone!" She almost yelled at him, but she kept her voice quiet. "I don't know what you are rambling on about!"
She let out a soft whimper as his tongue ran up her cheek, and she tried yet again to get free of his grip but with the pressure on her point, she couldn't do much.
"I only came here to feed, that's it! So I suggest you get off me!" Elizabeth scowled up at him, her face screwed.

[Crap, gotta really stretch this one-liner...]
Sai was preparing in his mind the best way to kill her and preserve the body while still making a meal out of it, when a thought occurred to him.
What if she really was telling the truth?
He did sort of jump to conclusions here, so it's definitely possible.
"How about this..." He replied softly, lessening his weight and grip on her, but still leaving it strong enough to keep her down.
"Prove to me that you're telling the truth, and you'll walk away, no hard feelings."

Elizabeth's breath was heavy as she stared up at the vampire, trying to hold herself together before she attempted to attack him and get herself killed. When his weight was lessened on her, she exhaled sharply and tried to push herself up, but just fell back to the ground.
How could she prove that she was telling the truth?
"Look, I don't know who you are. I have no idea what you're on about, so I certainly have no idea how to prove I'm telling the truth." She sighed, swallowing. "You want proof that I came here to feed? Look there," she pointed to the dead body of the man, "There. He's all I came for, to feed. I came to feed then leave."

Sai merely sighed, rolling his eyes.
"That proves exactly, nothing."
Getting off her, he leaned against the nearest tree, and tilted his head upwards to get a good look at the clear night sky.
"But if you really were with them, you would've escaped already.
Excuse me for the misunderstanding. You'd be surprised how many people want "The Phantom" killed nowadays."
With that, he simply dissipated from the tree he was leaning against and was gone for her to wonder what just happened.
[Essentially, "The Phantom" is sort of a legend. A vampire that had the largest feeding in history, then just vanished. Many people doubt he even exists. /info]

Elizabeth pushed herself up from the ground the moment he removed himself from her. At first, she was confused as to what exactly he was on about, but she had heard of 'The Phantom'. She cocked her head slightly to the side, watching him with her arms crossed against her chest, but when he disappeared she straightened up. Where had he gone?
Elizabeth was still for a while when he had disappeared, but she soon shook her head and returned her focus to the dead body of the man she had drank blood from. She knelt down and scooped him up, throwing him over her shoulder so she could find a more open place, away from closely grown trees, to start a fire.