Always tumbling down over that abyss of Madness

[moonlitknight]

Who: Zero and Open
What: Zero loses his shit falls to his bloodlust
When: May 4th
Where: Everywhere.
Warnings: Blood, violence, manipulation, self-harm, he'll be an arrogant ass too


He digs at his throat obscuring the tattoo. The pain a welcome change to the raw hunger clawing at his throat making it impossible to even think! His stomach churns and his form convulses bringing him to his knees. His hands slam forward breaking the fall as his instincts single out the faint sound of a heart beating in the distance. He covers his ears to block out the sound but it doesn't go away!

Starvation.

It turned vampires mad. And Zero had been starving himself for far too long.

His body screams in agony, forcing his instincts to the surface as hunger grips him in its claws forcing his heart rate up, the sound mixing with the steady one in the distance. It was close. If he--

"Stop it!"

He grits his teeth and his breathing falls into ragged breaths. He's losing control. Beneath the blood and raw skin, his tattoo begins to glow and his eyes pulse a deep red. He's slipping, falling off the ledge of sanity and the monster lurking inside raises its head and tests the will that always kept it at bay, and for the first time it come away with a grin. The Hunter lost more than his memories, he lost his strength to defy it.

Time passes and his throat begins to heal while that beating heart echoes in his mind drawing the vampire toward the source, a wide grin marring its lips when its meal falls within its sights.

Comments

[moonlitknight]

He traps him beneath him and as his eyes grow red with excitement as he shoves down his collar. He doesn't answer him, couldn't even if he wanted too, not when he's lost in his blood-haze. He moves in on him within moments, and his teeth sink deep into his throat drawing blood much to his delight.

[blizzardrock]

Well, that...answers that question. Apparently he'd just looked like food—

"I-I don't suppose...you'd want to know...there was...something...in my blood?"

[moonlitknight]

Blood slides down his throat with each gulp, his words all but lost to his blood haze as he focuses singularly on the heart beat still pumping strong beneath his mouth. Soon, it'll start to waver, soon it'll be too late, but for now, the vampire simply enjoys this primordial moment as he partakes on the stolen blood.

[blizzardrock]

H-his bluff didn't work at all! Increasingly desperate, he tries to shove at Zero instead, scrabbling at the ground with his other hand for a branch, a rock, anything—

[moonlitknight]

The shove is nothing more than a nuisance which the vampire ignores as it continues to feed. If this was all the fight the shinki had left in him, then he should just lay down and let him take his fill because he would not be escaping with such a weak attempt.

[blizzardrock]

His fingers encountering nothing but the ground, his shoves weaken until, eventually, he passes out.

[moonlitknight]

An unresponsive body wasn't something the vampire cared for and when he goes unconscious, he pulls away to look at his latest victim.

How disappointing. Had the vampire been starving he would have continued but as it stood, the vampire had drank enough blood to discriminate and he didn't want a cold body but a warm body. Thinking his prey had gone off and died on him, at least soon enough judging from the interval of every heart beat the vampire pulled back, his fingers sliding over the liquid red thinking if he should leave him here or finish the job himself.