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From: Terrie
THE FIRST HUNT
The dark, inky, black clouds covered the city within their shadowy umbra of darkness as lighting streaked across the sky illuminating the streets with their blinding white light. Thunder roared in the air shacking the foundations of the city while electrical shorts killed the man made lights through out the city blocks. Rain pounded on the cement like a shower of bullets grinding it away trying to reach the earth that lay underneath it.
A lone figure stood within the storm wind atop an empty, run down building silhouette against the stormy sky. A long leather trench coat flapped around him as the wind fiercely blew and grabbed at it along with his long black hair that was tied in a ponytail. Only the white of his skin gave an out line of a sharp-featured face that showed no emotion and only sharp piercing eyes staring in wait for something.
Four stores down Terrie made her way up the stairs of the same building, wet from the rain and tired of the wind out side. Her two colt anacondas where at her side and ready for action. This night would be her first time to face her target. Max had been teaching her everything and more about anything and everything about hunting the walking dead. Sam had trained her harder and better in the use of her weapons. So she was now ready to become a true hunter or so she thought.
She was finally at the last flight of stairs as the pounding of rain grew loader like a stamped of horses running on the ceiling echoing through the belly of the empty building. She reached the door leading out side and waited for a while to rest and catch her breath.
Dameon was waiting and turned to face the door and the oncoming wind and rain. He smiled ironically in anticipation as Terrie kicked the door open and somersaulted out to see the leach staring back at her.
“ So I see you have made it on this wonderful, dark night my beautiful little huntress.” Dameon said in a low elegant voice.
“ What the hell? How did you know I was going to be hear? I thought you where…” Terrie was abought to ask when she was cut off.
“ You thought I was an easy prey and that you would hunt me to my den to destroy me in my sin feeding on the blood of a virgin. Well you are not so lucky little virgin huntress.” Dameon said in complete satisfaction to Terrie’s surprise.
“ You will be my eternal slave little one as I torment you and do my will with your body and suffer within my domination. Come now, have no hesitation.”
“ Hummm no, I think I will have to turn you down on that one Mr. Vampire sir. But I would be more than happy to introduce you to my two friends colt and anaconda.” Terrie responded with an evil smile of herself.
Dameon peered over at Terries body undressing her with his burning eyes like a demon dreaming “ Yes you are a little feisty one aren’t you. I will love it when I force you naked and leave you defiled and rancid.”
“ Get a life, are you all like this? Even as the walking dead you are little horny bastards aren’t yall? Now say your prayers if you say any at all.”
Pulling her two weapons to aim at the leach, Dameon was already moving to grab her. Both slammed into each other. Terrie rolled with the momentum kicked and throw Dameon into the door and tumbling down the stairs. She quickly stood and ran after him with both guns in front loaded and ready.
Within the dark room of the forth floor is where she found her self searching for the leach. Only a deathly quit was found and nothing else. But that only lasted for a moment before she felt herself lifted off the floor and thrown across the air and into the side of the wall with a crack and crunching of breaking bones. Her breath was sucked out of her from the impact and she nearly fell unconscious.
“ Come, come and hear I thought you where stronger than this. What’s the matter do you really want me to rape and torment you. It must be true.” The leach asked as he neared her with wicked look.
Terrie summoned all her strength to pull herself up. Her ribs where broken as well as her left arm. She had dropped and lost one of her guns, but still had a hold on one. The pain was immense and she had to will her every move she made. The vampire was on her within a second and the struggle was on once again.
Dameon garbed the huntress by the throat and lifted her, choking the life out of her. Little gasps for air were squeezed out of Terrie as she struggled to aim her gun at the leach . Dameon flew a couple of feet and landed on his back with a load thump as a bullet tore a hole in his back. Terrie fell to the floor as well only to feel the crunching of ribs within her chest. Numbing pain shot throw her as she screamed in anguished agony as bone tore tender flesh. “ Fuck me!”
“That’s exactly what I intend to do to you for the pain you have just put me through little girl.” Dameon responded.
Once again Terrie struggled to get up on her feet only to meet the grip of Dameon once again. “ Sorry little one, no rest for the weary.” He grabbed Terrie by the hair with his left arm and her shirt with his right and throw against the wall ripping off her upper attire. “ Now that’s what I like to see. A beautiful little lady with nothing to wear.”
Terrie hit the wall hard and fell harder to the floor losing her other gun this time. “ Now lets see what we can do about that little red brae you have on.” Dameon said as he ran to Terrie and ripped at her clothing leaving her nude and bloody on the floor. “ Now that’s it, a helpless little virgin women is my kind of drink.”
“ Fuck you, you die this night you fuck.” Terrie screamed as she struggled to get up amazed at the speed she had just witnessed.
“ And how do you plan to do that? All your little trinkets where on you’re clothing and… well it seems that you have none on at this point in time.”
Terrie fought back tears of hopelessness as she stood to face the hunted creature that had now made her the hunted.
Dameon walked over to Terrie and stood before her, watching her shack and tremble to the cold air. Watching her stand hopelessly, studding her bare body, studding every curve. Her healthy, milky soft skin warm to the touch and long smooth legs perfectly trimmed going up past the pubic hair and to a toned smooth stomach, long silky brown hair reaching down to her rip round healthy breast, a perfect slave she will make he thought. He grabbed her by the neck and pined her against the wall, staring deep into her green eyes, imagining him self diving in and losing himself within their sweet, innocent luster, imagining himself breaking this huntress of her will.
Terrie struggled to pull away, but with a broken arm and ribs she had no chance. Max and Sam arrived at the abandoned building in time to her Terrie screams of torment. They looked at each other and knew something had gone terribly wrong in their planing.
THE END
BY WILLIAM RAMOS