No One Is Innocent

By: Tropicwhale

Author Notes: The end of "No One is Innocent", stay alert for its sequel "Bathing in Blood".

Epilogue: A month before the last chapter

The dirt around her body contoured around every dip and valley of her flesh. Awareness had happened suddenly. The skull that dug into the small of her back, the poisoned dirt that filled her nostrils, the state of her garment and hair; all of it told her that she was fully healed and ready to rule over humanity again. The graveyard dirt that she had buried herself in vomited her to the surface as her power commanded it. She surfaced in a near empty lot much to the surprise of the beggar man whose blood awakened her. Did he know that in his veins flowed the bloody of ancient kings, powerful and God-blessed? Probably not. Still, he would make a good first meal after such a long sleep. She move in the blink of an eye and ripped out his throat before he even thought to scream in terror. She drank deep. It was messy and in the end more blood painted her face and hands than she had been able to drink down but it was worth it. She dropped the mangled corpse to observe this new world of artificial light, and noise, and stench. She would rule, that was certain, and all of humanity would once again cower in fear of her. But first, she needed her mother's book.

The end….or is it?

Tropic