REACH OUT AND TOUCH ME • iris

[Dominick Lorenzo Grimm]

It was dark outside, the shroud of night covered the land that is New Jersey. It was the perfect hunting ground for vampires. When the sun went over the horizon, it was all fair game. The buildings provided more coverage and care than any trees in the forest. With the busy city life, no one could see nor care of what would happen. Murder was normal, traffic jams were normal, gang fights were normal, broken signs were normal; everything was just normal tonight. Even if there was a crime, it was just New Jersey – nothing new, right? Same went for unconscious bodies covered in blood with ripped clothing lying soundly in alleyways…

Eyes glared down as another vampire swooped in for the kill; leaving another hungry and just staring in the shadows. Hands slunk in his pockets, fingers scratching at the sewn insides as he watched the vampire walk away form the woman in the alleyway. It was kind of his fault though; he got distracted by something and this was what happened. The early bird caught the worm, after all. However, she wasn’t the only woman walking around at night – this was a huge city, there was plenty of other prey about. Grinding his teeth a bit, Dominick turned about and slipped out from the shadows of which he watched and walked off to find more suitable prey that wasn’t dead or about to die… In the typical alleyway no less.

Walking a bit and passing a few people, Dominick turned the corner and was slowly walking away from the business of the city to the calmer down side of it – part of the city where the residential resided. Surely someone was outside there on his way back home. If not, he had a few more hours of hunting prey before the sun came out. Smelling something so innocent, so pure, Dominick got his eyes set on someone – a beautiful woman. A young woman in her twenties in his eyes; beautiful brown locks and skin that looked so smooth; housing beautiful blood that pumped from a strong heart. He had his prey, and now… He had to act casual and follow her without being noticed. Oh, the fun!

[Iris Sutton]

Her research had brought her to Essex in search of her father’s killer. She was trying to track down the man or woman that was hired to kill him so that she could find out who ordered the hit and kill them both. However, her tracking had run cold. While she deeply cared about avenging her father…and doing it before her siblings to beat her to the punch, she still was more interested in living her own life. Life was for the living after all…not the dead. Still, when she had moments she’d wander out and ask questions. She took a cab to follow a lead that she was after. It was someone that her father had met a few weeks before his death. She was leaving the apartment slipping out of the back door as to go unnoticed by the neighbors. She walked down to the sidewalk as if she were just another woman out for a stroll.

It wasn’t long before she caught the scent of someone else nearby. She assumed it was a man who lived there and was going about his business. She continued walking down the sidewalk paying close attention to scent of the man that seemed to linger as she walked. It wasn’t long before she had started to get suspicious and took a shortcut through the park so that no prying eyes would see when she tore this man to pieces if he had any intention of making an attack on her. He’s certainly chosen the wrong woman to prey on. No human man stood much of a chance against her. If it wasn’t enough that she was stronger and more agile due to the nature of her being…she also had years of training to go with it. She rounded the corner to slip away from the man behind her only to turn the tables so that she'd appear behind him. How would hte hunter like becoming the hunted? You know...if you wanted to take me out for a walk ...all you had to do was ask. I have my collar at home. Hmm but now im off of my leash ...that could be a problem for you. " She said making a play on the fact that she was a shapeshifter. It was more of an inside joke. The girl had a tendancy to say rather...off the wall things. Though that's just how her mind worked...and whatever came to her mind could often find it's way down to her lips.

[Dominick Lorenzo Grimm]

When the woman somewhat ambushed him a bit, Dominick just grinned rather sheepishly at her in return. What was there to be afraid of? She was a mere woman and such a skinny, frail thing. He had nothing to be afraid of, even if she did smell a bit off from the normal human being. She was probably some special creature hiding behind the façade of a human, much like himself and his species. She definitely wasn’t a werewolf or another vampire, that he could sense right off the back. So, Dominick had nothing to fear.

With her behind him, Dominick took a few steps forward before stopping. Her words were just adorable to the man. “What a pity for you, then.” He said before turning around, his eyes piercing right into hers, “A stray? Such a poor animal.” With a pause, the man continued, “You look like you could bite.” He said with a sheepish grin, showing off his perfect pearly whites. He kept his fangs retracted so his teeth looked normal as normal could be. Only when she was under his control would he let her see them. Though technically she was right about to be taken advantaged of in terms of biting her and drinking her blood… But she didn’t know that.

[Iris Sutton]

She couldn’t help but smirk. I do indeed tend to be rather wayward. Maybe I just need to be kept on a shorter leash…for safety’s sake.” She smirked.” The safety of others of course. We animals shouldn’t be allowed to roam so freely” She said with a little wink at him. Of course she probably looked like the least dangerous person that you’d run into . The petit redheaded girl , sure she had a relatively athletic build but that wasn’t something that anyone could notice or see remotely as a threat. What was dangerous was what lied beneath the skin…a ravenous and dangerous animal. “ Me? Poor? Hmm perhaps I just haven’t found the right owner who can keep keep me leashed to him or her. I will warn you though…it’s probably best not to approach strays. They can get vicious rather quickly.” She said and smiled with a gentle giggle from her lips…as if she was almost enjoying the intrigued of wondering what his next move was …and if she’d have the chance to ‘play with him’.

She laughed at his statement “ I certainly could…I haven’t bitten anyone…I mean anything in quite a while. And I do love biting…do you? “ she asked the man in a teasing tone. He certainly had no clue of who he was messing with. She’d easily shred him into pieces before he could have a chance to even pull out a knife…so she figured that she might as well enjoy bantering and perhaps even flirting with the man. It would be his grave mistake if he decided to try anything. She wasn’t only a predator by instinct but her family had trained her to fight and when she fought she fought to kill . Though it would be a shame to have to kill him …there was something about him that seemed oddly attractive. Of course he wasn’t a very bad looking man from as much as she could see in the dark. “ oh wait you probably meant dinner didn’t you? “

[Dominick Lorenzo Grimm]

The man was two-hundred thirty-three years of age, but he died when he was just fourty. NBow the man looked young thirties or very, very old twenties if he pushed it – he looked young for his age (tat, genetics), but after over two-hundred years of hunting to survive in the wild economy, he never encountered someone like her before. She wasn’t a demon, nor angel, nor even a werewolf… She smelt human but something else. Something was off and he couldn’t place it. However, since she didn’t smell of a vampire or a werewolf, he didn’t have a problem with her. Blood was blood. It did vary between species and their diet overall, but it was what he lived off of. “Some animals deserve to roam free. After all, they’re wild and can’t be tamed.” Much like himself. The man strived to have a family, but everyone he ever liked or loved was human or aged… He started to not care. He only lived for his monstrous son, Enzo… And of course his grandchildren… Sadly, only Sophia was left. His flock was dying out.

“You know what they say about strays?” Dominick started to say before slowly circling her – his piercing green eyes staring at her like a hawk and a prey, waiting for the opportune moment when the animal drops its guard so it may strike, “They make the best pets.” It was true. Strays and those dogs left abandoned that people adopt from shelters – statistics showed they make excellent companions. However, this wasn’t something that he was speaking literal here. The man was hungry and just playing with words; wanting her source of life overall. That was all he wanted. He wanted to feed. When she opened her mouth saying that she loved biting, her question made him grin sharply – lips pursed long enough to show her an elongated fang. This was before he lunged at her. With lightning speed, his hands gripped her wrists and slammed them against a wooden fence by one of the homes. “I love biting…” He growled softly before moving his head to take a bite. If she screamed, he’d shut her up fast…

[Iris Sutton]

She smirked at him while hearing him speak. “Some people seem to think that they can tame anything though.” She replied while looking him over again…her mind slipping to less than ladylike thoughts for a moment before she looked him in the eyes. It was obvious that he was after something. She had an idea of what it was already but she was fine with playing oblivious. She couldn’t help but raise her eyebrow at the rather bold human. First he followed her and now he’s flirting with her. Lucky that he was cute or she would have already taught him a lesson in messing with girls that he can’t handle. Of course it wasn’t his fault that he didn’t know any better. At least she’d have some entertainment for the night. “ Oh? …do they now ? Do you intend to pet me then? “ She said almost challenging him to try to touch her.
Of course that was before she saw his fangs… Her instincts probably were screaming at her but her curiosity had won the better of her. She’d thought that the man was human … thus her readiness to challenge him…it wasn’t as if any human could match her for speed or strength anyway. Before she knew it he had her pinned to the fence and she just stared up at him quietly. She parted her lips for a moment ready to reprimand him for touching her but she didn’t speak…words didn’t seem to have the desire to leave her mouth. Perhaps it was curiosity…after all she’d never seen a vampire before. It could have been desire…she was certainly attracted to the creature… he seemed oddly more…alluring with his fangs threatening her. She pulled at her arms a bit just to test to see if she could escape if she tried…she quickly realized that she couldn’t…rather than fighting or creaming she just let curiosity dominate as she tilted her neck for him . Not that she was trying to make it easy…The poor jackal was just too curious for her own good. “Don’t kill me.” she whispered…it was more of a demand than a petition. She could feel her energy draining from him. Her muscles began to relax almost as if she were melting into him. Despite the sharp pain…what she mostly felt was a warm and confusing pleasure. She almost didn’t want him to stop… She wanted more of this. But she was always one to want more of something she found pleasurable.

[Dominick Lorenzo Grimm]

He grinned at her words. “Little orchid, don’t you know? Anything can be tamed –whether they like to admit it or not.” Like tigers in the circus. Not necessarily tamed, but they knew what to do and when to do it without attacking people (most of the time, that is). Then one could compare dogs from their relatives the wolf. Things can be tamed… But the question I for how long, for what time, and at who’s expense? Now when she challenged him, the man couldn’t help but to smile. Not a smile to show a fang though he could, but a different sort o smile, a sinister grin. “Don’t tempt someone who would do exactly that.” He’d probably do more if she was fun enough, though Dominick was more or less kind of good in that department. He refused to be like his monster of a son. This vampirism changed him for the worse – he wouldn’t make the same mistakes so easily.

Having enough, the man lunged towards her. Now was not the time for small talk and flirtatious advances. Now was the time for dinner – and by golly he was going to feed. Getting sick of her mouth, he needed to act soon before she did something stupid or got into more light. If it was one thing he didn’t like doing it was getting caught. Don’t kill her? Dominick smirked. “Says the mortal to a god.” It was the best comparison he could make at the time as hunger drove him to the brink. Pressing himself against her, Dominick dug his fangs into her skin and started to feed. Her blood was a little bitter at first – something exotic she was. But as he continued, it got sweeter and sweeter for the man. When he was done and her body knocked out due to the blood loss, Dominick hoisted her over his shoulders before taking her someplace close by. He wanted to leave her on the floor bur his gut wouldn’t let him. So the man placed her on a bench and soon started to walk away – after he cleaned up of course.

Iris Sutton

MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0

[Iris Sutton]

God? “ She scoffed at him “ It’s a demand“ She replied breathlessly . One couldn’t sya that the man wasn’t attractive…even in the dark she could see his features. His mannerism was also rather alluring in it’s own way. When he was close to her , his scent made her hair stand on end…her instincts wanted to run…but it only managed to pull her in more…after all since when was an animal not attracted to blood? AS she felt him pierce into her a shiver ran through her. She’d never met a vampire before so she hadn’t known what to expect…at first it was just a sharp pain…then as he continued to drink from her she found herself melting into his embrace…wanting him to continue…it was as if a sense of pleasure ran through her…she’d never found herself wanting something…or someone so badly. She didn’t have much time to bask in this sensation, before she knew it everything just went dark. She blinked and as her eyes opened she was on the dew covered bench and the sun was coming out over the horizon. She wondered for a moment if it had been a fantasy of some sort but the blood stains on her collar indicated otherwise. A soft growl escaped her lips. She was rather angry with the situation after all she was left in a highly frustrated state. It wasn’t so much just the sexual frustration ( which was there by the way) but more so the curiosity that wouldn’t be fulfilled. Who was he? How could she learn more about his kind ? Not to mention how rude it was of him to just treat her like a food wrapper…use her then set her aside.

A week or two passed and her mind hadn’t quite been able to get over the vampire’s action. Of course she had no idea that he was the creature that she’d been hunting for over the last few years…all that she knew was that some jerk took advantage of her in a park then left her there before she could get any more information out of him. Work outs had been more vigorous and she’d thrown herself into her work more in order to get him out of her mind. Due to that she’d ended up putting in long hours in at the library doing research. She was walking home at around 12 midnight. It was a fairly long walk which unfortunately gave her enough time to lose herself in her thoughts. She was standing in her front yard before she even realized it. Heck she’d even walked right into her fence as she was so distracted. “A God? “She mumbled to herself. “More like narcissist “She said quietly as she rubbed the bruise on her arm and unlocked her door to step inside. Her hair was standing on edge again…like it always did when the scent of danger was near, but she figured it was a psychological thing…after all she did tend to get goosebumps when she pictured him pinning her to her fence. It’s not as if he’d be bold enough to stalk her to her own home… Why couldn’t she get him out of her mind…it wasn’t as if it felt that good being plunged into and drained…with his cold hand holding her still…his lip pulling on her skin. She shook her head again and started to walk inside.