Post by shaungallagher on Aug 12, 2011 3:40:01 GMT -5
Emily was down...there wasn't really time to react or be upset (from her stupidity anyway). That vampire bastard shot blood at her.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed as he looked at the wound seeing first hand the splinters of the bullet dissolve into her shoulder. The wound itself wasn't that bad, in fact he could have easily shaken it off, disappointed, but that wasn't the problem.
His sister Emily, god's very gift to earth, was very prone to sickness. Her immune system was inherently weak, and even the slightest bit of a foreign agent could make her violently ill. How could that monster do that to such a poor innocent girl like her? His little angel?
Shaun dipped his head and started drinking her blood from her wound. It wasn't quite as effective as a straight shot to the artery, but that just means he would need more, at least until his body fed his digestive system straight into the blood stream. It was a disturbing sight to say the least, much like a dog lapping at his water bowl with a fervor, but once he had finally sated his thirst for power he lifted his head and kissed Emmy on the forehead
"It'll be alright my love, We'll go take care of this bad man and then we be out of here okay?" Shaun lifted her up gently and put her on his back, as if he was giving a small child a piggy back ride. "You hold on to my neck nice and tight now ya hear?"
Wether she had the strength or not to follow his demand, it soon didn't matter as he began to focus on the task at hand. He was much calmer now, much less blood thirsty, (he appeared) a lot more caring, this was the brother that Emma truly loved, the Idolization of who her brother was, though in reality his thoughts and motivations were not all that different then before, simply his demeanor.
Shaun's body took shape as something akin to shoulder blades came out to secure Emma in place on his back one arm grew skinny and black while the other became scaly and spiked as Shaun raced toward his shocked and exhausted opponent (if he was indeed still there).
Nature had provided its animals with a variety of wonderful tools to defend themselves with. The eel for example was electric. Raising his black arm toward his direction Shaun arched bolts of electricity at and around him. Other animals though preferred the use of very deadly poisons. With his other arm Shaun released of volley of sharp needles all filled with a deadly toxin. As the coup de grace Shaun would arc past his prey (firing electricity and poison all the meanwhile) and slice his jugular with his foot, or elbow which now both sported sharp blades, it was just a matter of whether he could still stand or not.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed as he looked at the wound seeing first hand the splinters of the bullet dissolve into her shoulder. The wound itself wasn't that bad, in fact he could have easily shaken it off, disappointed, but that wasn't the problem.
His sister Emily, god's very gift to earth, was very prone to sickness. Her immune system was inherently weak, and even the slightest bit of a foreign agent could make her violently ill. How could that monster do that to such a poor innocent girl like her? His little angel?
Shaun dipped his head and started drinking her blood from her wound. It wasn't quite as effective as a straight shot to the artery, but that just means he would need more, at least until his body fed his digestive system straight into the blood stream. It was a disturbing sight to say the least, much like a dog lapping at his water bowl with a fervor, but once he had finally sated his thirst for power he lifted his head and kissed Emmy on the forehead
"It'll be alright my love, We'll go take care of this bad man and then we be out of here okay?" Shaun lifted her up gently and put her on his back, as if he was giving a small child a piggy back ride. "You hold on to my neck nice and tight now ya hear?"
Wether she had the strength or not to follow his demand, it soon didn't matter as he began to focus on the task at hand. He was much calmer now, much less blood thirsty, (he appeared) a lot more caring, this was the brother that Emma truly loved, the Idolization of who her brother was, though in reality his thoughts and motivations were not all that different then before, simply his demeanor.
Shaun's body took shape as something akin to shoulder blades came out to secure Emma in place on his back one arm grew skinny and black while the other became scaly and spiked as Shaun raced toward his shocked and exhausted opponent (if he was indeed still there).
Nature had provided its animals with a variety of wonderful tools to defend themselves with. The eel for example was electric. Raising his black arm toward his direction Shaun arched bolts of electricity at and around him. Other animals though preferred the use of very deadly poisons. With his other arm Shaun released of volley of sharp needles all filled with a deadly toxin. As the coup de grace Shaun would arc past his prey (firing electricity and poison all the meanwhile) and slice his jugular with his foot, or elbow which now both sported sharp blades, it was just a matter of whether he could still stand or not.
