Post by Onasaki on Jan 20, 2008 3:16:43 GMT -5
Alright, this is something I wrote a while back, so please don't judge me on the grammer or usage. I may have a better version one day, so keep your hopes up! Also, due to the violant nature of this writing, I rate it T. For teen.
Awakening - By Onasaki
As I awoke, I slowly opened my eyes. To see two bright lights staring down upon me. My head felt as if it was split into two, no three. My neck seemed to burn with an equal amount of pain. I moved my hand to my head rubbing at it while I groaned. My vision slowly focused, and I was in a dark, cold room. My body felt as if it should be freezing half to death. But, I felt nothing, not even the beat of my own heart. Growling in pain, I continued to rub at my head. I soon was moving my hand to my face, I felt somthing..somthing different. Somthing..alien.
My face, was...bumpy, for lack of better term. Moving my hand to my mouth, I felt a sharp prick. I quickly pulled my finger away, shaking it and muttering silently, though, only to bring it back as I tasted somthing sweet on my tongue. I licked at my finger, and moved my gaze. My finger was bleeding slightly, as though cut by a lightly sharpened knife. But, it didn't taste like the usual taste of blood. That dull, bland taste. It tasted, sweet. Almost like soda, or candy. Or both. It tasted..like the greatest thing I had ever had in my life.
Though, It was then I realized, I couldn't sit here and drink my OWN blood, I had to find more.
I slowly pulled my self up, wincing at my headache and idly rubbing at my neck with my other hand. I slowly moved my gaze around the room, and noticed I was laying on a bed. With a white sheet covering half of my body. Looking down at the sheet, I had realized one other thing.
I was naked.
A cold chill ran down my spine, even if I thought that I couldn't feel a thing. The chill ran through me like a knife through butter. I quickly threw off the sheet, looking down at my own feet. I had a small white tag tied to my big toe, I bent forward and ripped it off. The words on the tag were blurry, but my eyes focused quickly.
'Onas, K.' was written on the tag in black marker. I stared at it a moment, letting it sink in. For a moment, I didn't know what it meant. Then it hit me, it was my name.
Then in a sudden burst of pain, everything flooded in. My entire life, my childhood. My pain. My emotions. My thoughts. Everything came flooding in, it made me grip my head in sheer agony. I let out a ravenous growl, and took to my feet. My legs felt like rubber, but the feeling soon faded. Only for the door to swing open.
My first instinct was to ask what the hell was going on, but I pushed that aside and hid. I hid on the opposite side of a cabnit full of chemicals, and vials. I watched the person entering from the side, as a sweet, familiar smell filled my nose. I couldn't figure out why the smell was so familiar, then I looked at my hands. The cut on my finger was gone. But I remembered the smell, it was blood.
I stared at the person, who was dressed in a white coat, and black pants. He was wearing latex gloves, and was balding slightly. It'll have to do.. I thought to my self, as I slowly moved closer to the man. I kept as quiet as I could. Before leaping toward him, gripping his mouth with one hand and his neck with the other. My instincts did the rest, there was a quick twist. As the man's neck snapped like a twig.
Then, I sunk my teeth into his neck. The blood flowed faster then I had thought, and splattered all over the sides of my mouth. I gave a dark snarl, as I dug my fingers into his back, trying to force the rest of the blood to drain quicker. As the man's complexion faded completely, I let his body drop to the ground and gave a quick annoyed grunt.
"Thought the old guy would've been a decent meal..." the words seemed to fall out of my mouth. As I shook my head, and moved toward the door. I stopped mid-step, as my face seemed to clench automaticly. I felt my teeth shrink, the feeling was like a tingle. I gave a quick chuckle, before looking down at the corpse.
I bent over and took the man's coat, pulling it over my body and walked out.
I wanted to do it again.
Awakening - By Onasaki
As I awoke, I slowly opened my eyes. To see two bright lights staring down upon me. My head felt as if it was split into two, no three. My neck seemed to burn with an equal amount of pain. I moved my hand to my head rubbing at it while I groaned. My vision slowly focused, and I was in a dark, cold room. My body felt as if it should be freezing half to death. But, I felt nothing, not even the beat of my own heart. Growling in pain, I continued to rub at my head. I soon was moving my hand to my face, I felt somthing..somthing different. Somthing..alien.
My face, was...bumpy, for lack of better term. Moving my hand to my mouth, I felt a sharp prick. I quickly pulled my finger away, shaking it and muttering silently, though, only to bring it back as I tasted somthing sweet on my tongue. I licked at my finger, and moved my gaze. My finger was bleeding slightly, as though cut by a lightly sharpened knife. But, it didn't taste like the usual taste of blood. That dull, bland taste. It tasted, sweet. Almost like soda, or candy. Or both. It tasted..like the greatest thing I had ever had in my life.
Though, It was then I realized, I couldn't sit here and drink my OWN blood, I had to find more.
I slowly pulled my self up, wincing at my headache and idly rubbing at my neck with my other hand. I slowly moved my gaze around the room, and noticed I was laying on a bed. With a white sheet covering half of my body. Looking down at the sheet, I had realized one other thing.
I was naked.
A cold chill ran down my spine, even if I thought that I couldn't feel a thing. The chill ran through me like a knife through butter. I quickly threw off the sheet, looking down at my own feet. I had a small white tag tied to my big toe, I bent forward and ripped it off. The words on the tag were blurry, but my eyes focused quickly.
'Onas, K.' was written on the tag in black marker. I stared at it a moment, letting it sink in. For a moment, I didn't know what it meant. Then it hit me, it was my name.
Then in a sudden burst of pain, everything flooded in. My entire life, my childhood. My pain. My emotions. My thoughts. Everything came flooding in, it made me grip my head in sheer agony. I let out a ravenous growl, and took to my feet. My legs felt like rubber, but the feeling soon faded. Only for the door to swing open.
My first instinct was to ask what the hell was going on, but I pushed that aside and hid. I hid on the opposite side of a cabnit full of chemicals, and vials. I watched the person entering from the side, as a sweet, familiar smell filled my nose. I couldn't figure out why the smell was so familiar, then I looked at my hands. The cut on my finger was gone. But I remembered the smell, it was blood.
I stared at the person, who was dressed in a white coat, and black pants. He was wearing latex gloves, and was balding slightly. It'll have to do.. I thought to my self, as I slowly moved closer to the man. I kept as quiet as I could. Before leaping toward him, gripping his mouth with one hand and his neck with the other. My instincts did the rest, there was a quick twist. As the man's neck snapped like a twig.
Then, I sunk my teeth into his neck. The blood flowed faster then I had thought, and splattered all over the sides of my mouth. I gave a dark snarl, as I dug my fingers into his back, trying to force the rest of the blood to drain quicker. As the man's complexion faded completely, I let his body drop to the ground and gave a quick annoyed grunt.
"Thought the old guy would've been a decent meal..." the words seemed to fall out of my mouth. As I shook my head, and moved toward the door. I stopped mid-step, as my face seemed to clench automaticly. I felt my teeth shrink, the feeling was like a tingle. I gave a quick chuckle, before looking down at the corpse.
I bent over and took the man's coat, pulling it over my body and walked out.
I wanted to do it again.