She's a vampire

by AtomicScootaloo

Rating: mature
Tags: Tragedy, Random, Dark, Alternate Universe, Thriller, Comedy
Length: 279

How does Octavia stay sane!!!

While checking the roof, Octavia is attacked!
After that, odd things happen.
Also, temporary cover is temporary.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-07 20:43:54 UTC

%¡% I Have Not Seen Her Eyes

     As I walked into the house I had moved into with Vinyl, I couldn't help but hear the dubstep coming from our room. This was odd as she should have been at the studio. As I walked to her door though, I heard a song coming from the roof of the house.

    I headed up there as fast as I could only to have a bar of silver shoved into my mouth and my body tied up. As they tied sound drowning headphones on my head, I blacked out.

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    I woke as I heard a loud fighter getting near where I was. I looked down to see a silver coat and bloodied shirt covering my body.

   I attempted to remove it when I saw Vinyl sock me in the face hard.

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    I awoke to the sound of a spell being powered up as an everfire spell hit my arm.

    "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I scream in intense pain.

    " Where. Is. Silver Strike!" My torturer screams. I try to answer but all that comes out is blood and a chocked scream. I feel around my tongue, only to feel silver.

     I attempt to calm down only to see an odd, shadow-like being behind her. It tackles me and I feel pain as my body spasms and my arm boils.

     My arm starts to collapse only to start filling even further with blood. It shakes before exploding.

     My blood showers the room, as well as my torturer, before turning a blackish color and my body stopping of on the table.

  I had broken free. And I was HUNGRY.