A Lover's Blindess

Prologue- 3rd Person

Her eyes shone with the fierceness of a warrior. Her lips curled back, baring her teeth... It was supposed to be a smile.

She would get what she wanted, she always did... It was a talent of her's, hidden behind the godess-like beauty of her inhumanly face. However, even she knew, right now she looked like the fury of a predator, preparing to catch her prey.

She stepped forward, ready to claim her prize. Finally she was away, the human, at work.

The door did not even creak when she pushed it open, not a sound. Complete silence. But somehow he knew her entrance. His golden eyes were wide...Frightened... As if he could somehow read her mind.

She glided forward like an angel, but a devil in disquise. He shook his head furiously as she sat on the bed and straddled him, pulling him closer, just inches from his face. He fought again her grip and pushed her away.

Rejection flooded over her, but she didn't care. She would get what she wanted, she always did.

She inched closer, resuming her postion, straddling him. She could feel him tense up. "You don't want to do this." He knew, he had probably read her intentions. She smiled as the rejection kept on flooding, meaningless, through her dead, forgotten veins. Oh, but I do.

His eyes became blank as his mind left his body. She crushed her lips to his, his unmoving, temporarely lifeless lips. She could do whatever she wanted to...now. Now that she was using this talent of her's.

She would get what she wanted... She always did.