Vivienne

Vivienne waited until Casey reached the fire door before she shifted into her raven bird form and flew to the top of the hotel.  Seamlessly the ancient vampire took her normal shape and donned the persona of the Raven.  Her malevolent eyes watched the two unsuspecting guardians as she made sure her outfit was in place.  A jumpsuit made of supple black leather clung tightly to her undead form, leaving her hands and feet exposed.  She’d affixed black and blood covered feathers over the leather so that when she moved, the floating tufts would provide another distraction for her victims to focus on before her wicked talons tore into their flesh.  Pulling the final part of the ensemble together, her delicate hands tied the masquerade looking feathered mask to her face and adjusted the curved and vile black beak so that its prominence was second to her rage filled cobalt eyes.

Extending her nails on both her feet and fingers, The Raven flexed her claws and walked over to the twin vampiric guards.  -Click..Click..Click..Click-  Turning to face the eerie tapping coming from behind them, the twin vampires gasped in terror as each was lifted from their feet and held in the air by their throats.  Desperately clawing at the Raven’s hands, the vampires tried to break free to no avail.  Pulling one to her extended fangs, the inky clad creature drained one of the guards and wiggled her fingers free of the ash it turned into.  Licking her lips free of the vampiric blood, the feathered woman closed her hand tightly over the second vampire's throat, stopping him from screaming.  Feeling that his claws had no effect on the beaked visage that held him, he concentrated a moment and felt himself slip free of the steel grip he’d been held in as his form went into gas and floated away from his captor. 

Shaking her head and watching the small cloud float away from her, she started to count to herself and walked until she’d counted down to zero.  The Raven knew that younglings couldn’t maintain that form without extreme use of blood and that typically every vampire used their gas ability in small doses.  -Click..Click..Click..Click- echoed over the roof once more as she approached the young vampire as it rematerialized at her feet.  It gazed wearily up at the blurred creature towering over him. “You, you aren’t fucking real..god..god damned horror stor….” was the last thing the fledgling said before the Raven’s claws decimated the corpse into rotting unrecoverable pieces.  Reaching down, she picked up the beast's head and walked with it to the door leading down into the hotel.

Walking clear of the last stair and into the top level hallway, The Raven took in her surroundings.  Disaster didn’t begin to cover the description of the hotel.  Doors were torn from their frames and lay in pieces all over the blood soaked carpet.  Summer pictures meant to convey relaxation by the surf and sun were now covered in flecks of dried blood, rotting flesh and bone.  Underlying the entire grizzly scene was the persistent scent of death and undead.  Finally, she heard screaming coming from every direction that was both in satisfaction of a kill and panic from the fans being fed upon for food.

Sniffing the air close to the hallway, a newborn vampire stopped feeding on her meal and followed the alluring scent of her mate.  She was only a few days old, yet bonded to the guy she could smell just outside of her room.  Canting her head a moment in thought and wiping her lips free of blood, a thought occurred to her. -Jaime is supposed to be guarding the top floor.-  Intrigued, she bolted to the hallway and came face to face with the Raven, holding the head of her beloved.  Dropping to her knees and crying blood the new vampire started screaming at the loss of her companion. “Ja–Jamie..”  She choked out before letting her claws extend in fury.  “Monster!”  She screamed, the blood filled tears leaving a crimson trail down her ashen cheeks.

Vivienne simply looked to the right where the little young vampiress was now crouched after screaming from the loss of her companion.  The Raven didn’t wait for the panicked little girl to attack, but rather started swinging the disembodied head at the new vampire.  Using the head as a battering ram, The Raven kept hitting the small vampire until the skull of her lover cracked open, flinging his brains all over her own beaten features.  Discarding the shattered remains of ‘Jaime’, the blue eyes stared down at the slowly recovering new vampire. 

Tearing the fledgling apart with her wicked talons, Vivienne calmly and softly commanded her ward.  “Casey.  Clear your thoughts.  Find Faye, you are a hunter among hunters.  You will succeed.” Picking up a few of the new vampire’s chunks the Raven hurled them along with the girl’s head towards the center hotel room.

Pivoting right, the inky ancient vampire walked into the room where the fledgling came from.  Looking up from their tattered and torn human food, four more undead snarled at The Raven with their fangs bare and hungry.  

Slowly standing up, the fledgling group nodded to each other as they spread out around the small room.  Pushing out his burly chest, one spoke to the feathered woman covered in vampire parts. “I can’t wait to see what lays behind all those feathers and leather.  The other three will feed off your naked corpse as I fuck you into your true  death.”  He sucked in blood from his lip and through his teeth.  He nodded once to the others who crouched awaiting the coordinated command. “However, you are gorgeous, your blue eyes alone would be hard for me to consume, so I will give you a chance to beg us…”  He pointed to the other three. “..we are the new order from these so called cannibals.  I will graciously allow you to join us, the Flying Jays.”

Blinking her red-rimmed blue eyes a couple times, Vivienne didn’t move a muscle or say a word in response to the leader’s demands.  Letting the seconds pass between the five in silence, The Raven saw the burly vampire’s pupil dilate.  Talons and her body in a blur, the ancient vampire had one of the crouched ‘Jays’ drained and a pile of ash before the other three felt the air rush between them.  Two of the three remaining sprung into the air from opposite attacking corners.  Her claws extended, Vivienne jumped into the air, latched onto the ceiling and watched as the two vampires collided into each other.  Pushing herself from the wood beams, she forced herself down on the two dazed vampires landing directly on their heads, popping them like water balloons.  She dug into the squirming undead bodies and plucked an eyeball from each of their heads before stomping forward, to meet the leader.

 Covered in a new layer of blood and viscera, Vivienne watched as the anger flared up in the leader’s eyes and chest, having witnessed the decimation of his beloved companions.  Balling up his fists the big vampire drew back to punch, and stopped cold the moment he was lifted from the floor by his midsection.  Taking obvious great pleasure in clawing her way through the big man’s abdomen, she pushed harder and into his body cavity itself until she reached his dead heart and tore everything out at the same time, spilling his organs all over the dirty floor, leaving his non-beating muscle in her hand.  Dropping the carcass of the fading ‘leader’ to the floor, Vivienne started eating the heart in her hand.  She’d taken two bites of the muscle before looking back to the quivering vampire.  Shaking her head in dissatisfaction, she bit down on his heart and held it prisoner in her fangs before picking up his body and slinging it like a frisbee through the walls.  Multiple vampires looked up through the new holes and started backing away as Vivienne finished snacking.