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*Pride knew what he was doing. He ended up at the fake Central on purpose, unlike so many of it's current residents. His maker, Roy, had let him out of his sight for only a split second before he took off and just like that, he set out on his own. He knew full well that it was the wrong thing to do. Did he care? Not very likely. He was still going through the changes, becoming accustomed to the vampire lifestyle. His former human half, Edward, still not wanting to give into things. He detested that vampire half of himself and although he was strong willed, his vampire side had the upper hand, for now anyways. He grinned as he arrived at Central and made his way onto the top of a nearby building.*

Oh, Roy my dear you are missing out...Your trivial little rules mean nothing to me now. Not here. Not with you being absent. And now? I'll have this entire city to myself. It's time to play. But what shall I do? Rip them apart, have a snack, or both?

*He muses to himself now as he brushes a few fingers through his golden locks.*

I don't have to follow anyone's rules anymore. This is a whole new game and I'll be in control this time around.

[[OOC:You knew it was going to happen sooner or later lol. Here is Vampire!Pride. He's a little bastard (think of a mix of Lestat from both Interview With The Vampire and Queen Of The Damned mixed together and throw in Alucard's (from the series Hellsing) powers also. Roy is like the Marius to him of his world (his maker.) I thought I'd bring this Pride in since we have a few vampires running around already lol. Unlike many, his kind can only be killed by another vampire. So this will be interesting XD Enjoy!]]

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*Somehow, his head was starting to hurt. What had he been doing? All he knew was that his head was aching...his stomach hurt, and he felt like he was ready to throw up...

He....*

Hmm, what's this?

*His eyes settled upon Alfons and with a sly grin, he descended down from the rooftop and stood a few feet behind him. Keeping his distance at first. He wanted to have some fun with this one and offing someone so quickly was never any fun at all. He loved the thrill of a chase.*

*Ooooh, what happened? He remembered going to a bar, and then seeing a graveyard...but everything was pretty hazy after that. How long was he out? Long enough maybe...

Ugh, why couldn't he REMEMBER??

Alfons touches his head, stumbling a bit, trying to assuage the heavy pounding.*

*Staying a few feet behind him for a while, he studied Alfons and his body language. He was indeed visible out of it. Silly humans and their alcohol consumption. They'd never learn. He smirked and threw on his best I'm innocent face then made his way over to Alfons.*

Excuse me, but are you alright?

*Alfons groans, holding his head, looking at the strange person and blinking. He looked like Edward...Damn it all, how many Edwards WERE There in this place? Seriously--it could be a damn Ed convention. With parties. And poker. And strippers, who would ALSO be Eds. It was almost as bad as the female hims...

But still, he manages to smile, despite his obvious pain, at least to put the stranger at ease. He didn't do anything wrong, after all.*

I'm all right, thank you. Just...I think I drank a little too much, maybe...

*He was amused by all of this. Intrigued. It was funny to him. Beyond humorous. The best part was he could toy with this person as much as he wanted to. He took another step towards Alfons then reached out a hand, placing two fingers underneath his chin. He could practically smell the blood coursing through the others veins.*

Mm, so pretty.

*Alfons was quite content ranting about his headache in his head, until he felt a strange touch on his face.

...Wait...

What the hell?! He just met--

Alfons stares at the man, eyes widened like a deer caught in the headlights...he backs up slightly.*

.....H-huh?

*And by now Alfons would probably realize that Pride's touch was as cold as snow on a winter morning. He grinned, giving Alfons a full view of his fangs. He ran his tongue over one of them and tilted his head to the side.*

Boo!

*He laughed softly, knowing of course he was probably more than intimidating.*

Are you going to run now, precious? I do love a good chase, you know. It's a lot more....Fun that way.

.........

why are your teeth filed like that? In your world, do people go to the dentist to get them filed to points? Doesn't that hurt when you try to eat?

...

*Though it was true. He WAS cold...but there was no way that had a significance. That was outrageous. It was just cool. That was IT. Walking corpses...

Homunculi were still somewhat hard to believe...

But pointy teeth, cold...

This had to be some sort of joke.*

Oh...

*That was his only word before he vanished into thin air and appeared behind Alfons with a grin. He rested a hand at his side and placed his head on his shoulder.*

You can still run you know...I'll let you..Just this once.

*Those words came out sadistic yet sweet at the same time. His lips ghosting over the other man's earlobe.*

*What the--what the he--

Alfons shivered, but moved forward, almost by pure instinct.

What the he--

It was an Ed, but he didn't randomly go around MOLESTING Eds for no good reason! Nor did he let random Edwards molest HIM!

What the hell--

What the hell, why was he just...

What kind of...?*

*Fletcher was wandering around nervously, having gotten separated from Russel, not sure where to go or whether he should just stay put and wait for him to find him.*

Where is he...?

What would you do if I told you that vampires exist, hmm? Giving what you're witnessing here, right now, what would you say to that? Would you be ignorant and dismiss such words, or would you actually take it into consideration?

*He took a step forward after his words and slid a hand up underneath Alfons' shirt.*

You're skin is so warm, my dearest.

C-Cut it out! Stop it!!

*Oh geez. What the hell, what the HELL...what was this Ed, some psychotic vampiric serial rapist?! He had to be some sort of rapist, or...

He tried jerking away, but it ended awkwardly--

Alfons sprawled on the ground, on his stomach.

What the hell was it with Edwards surprising him?!

Never in his life had he met an Edward from any world who just randomly started molesting him in the street minutes after they first spoke!*

*That scent. It was all to familiar to him. The scent of another vampire. His instincts were keen on how that fragrance was. Bittersweet. He slowly climbed down from the rooftop, using the fire escape. When he reached the lower portion of it, he sat on the railing then leaned over, his legs holding onto the bar as he hung upside down from it. He was feeling rather playful.*

Another?

*He asked Fletcher as he looked at him, his arms folded across his chest.*

And what is your nature, hmm?

*Fletcher stopped walking, startled, but was relieved to see... Edward? Was that really him?*

N-nature? I, um... Edward, is that you?

*He snickered and shook his head slightly.*

You are rather ignorant, aren't you, love? Well, you're human so that's to be expected. No matter, I'll still drain every last drop of blood out of you. Or perhaps I should make you one of mine? Now wouldn't that be interesting? I wonder what my Master would say to that? Although, he doesn't really let me have any fun these days anyways so I could care less.

*Was this one so young that he didn't know when there was another vampire around? Perhaps his senses weren't as heightened as his own. And that name, Edward. Damn, he hated that name. The name of his other half. That little bastard who was trying so hard to free himself from the chains Pride had wrapped around him. However, Pride didn't let his frustration show. Instead, he gave a smile. Sure, he could play a little charade with this younger one.*

Of course it's me. Who did you think it was?

Drain my...?

I-it's inconceivable that a creature can feed entirely on blood...In 353 years, I haven't seen anything like that.

*Cold, why is he COLD?! This doesn't make sense. If he really IS, then...

...

Then he's in trouble.

.....

But he could also be bluffing...*

*Oh, that's right, he remembered -- it was a few decades earlier than it should be. Edward hadn't disappeared into that underground city yet. There's something odd about this Edward, but Fletcher can't quite put his finger on it. Or maybe he just doesn't want to.*

S-sorry, it's just really strange here.

*Being the type of vampire he was, he could hear Alfons thoughts and the words that were playing back and forth in the others mind. He closed his eyes and folded his arms across his chest then gave a small shrug. He was entertained by him and was determined to make him his own. He usually got what he wanted. Usually.*

Oh, but I am lover. I am a vampire. One of the undead. Immortal. I'm not bluffing. Not in the least bit. And you?

*When he opened his eyes, he took a step closer to Alfons.*

You will be mine.

*he'll be WHAT?!

Hi--

What the--

What did he just get into?!

Alfons takes a step back, heart beating fast.

How did he...

Was he like Noa? Though only the little Noa could hear thoughts by being near them...the one he knew could only see them with a touch...but...*

Strange? How so? Someone like you should enjoy a place such as this. You have a city at your fingertips and you can do whatever you want with it.

*He dropped down from the railing and landed on his feet then stood up and looked down at the younger one.*

It's yours for the taking. Unless you have a Master here that doesn't approve.

I-I don't need anything like that, though...

Are you the Edward I knew? Or are you one of those duplicates Brother mentioned?

I'm not like Noa. My powers surpass hers on every level imaginable. I already told you what I am...

*He smirked as he read the others mind. His lips pursed together as his eyes focused on him, looking him over, thinking how amazing he would look on a bedroom floor after being bitten and dealing with the change of everything. It would be beautiful indeed. Almost too much. The metallic smell of blood was getting to be too much for Pride now and his thirst was growing by the minute. He quickly moved forward towards Alfons and grabbed him by the shirt collar, his grip tight, not giving any signs of letting go anytime soon.*

Or maybe I'll just show you..

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