The night was crisp. The darkened sky was blanketed in a showering of stars; the illuminated brilliance was accented by the full moon. Crimson and punctuated in its radiance, it seemed to set the tone. Crickets chirped and an owl kept asking the question of 'who' into the empty night; replied by silence. Though mortals slept in their cozy beds, not all were caught by the Sandman's spell. There was a select group of night creatures that roamed about. Even animalcule organisms stirred in the deep night, so small as to not be seen by the naked eye, bringing some semblance of a waking reality as opposed to a hazy dream to the night. Of the children of the night, two such were Vance and Rika, as much lovers as they were siblings. The fact that they were siblings was not germane to their existence, though. Their story ran much deeper than just the trifle misconceptions of their amorous affections. The two wandered through the empty city streets, their arms linked within one another. Rika rested her head upon Vance's shoulder while they wandered, a sadness and pain reflected within her eyes. A soft growling came from Rika's stomach as Vance stopped their progression forward and looked down upon his sister.
"You are hungry?" he said, as if surprised. Rika didn't meet his gaze but she slowly nodded her head, which made him respond with a frown. "why did you say nothing?"
"Do not be mad with me" she protested with a hurt tone. Vance looked sternly upon her as if he were about to discipline her again. Quickly, to remedy the situation, Rika spoke up again. "I did not want to stop. You seemed so content for once, and lost in your thoughts--"
"Rika--" he cut her off, but she returned the favor.
"Vance. I hunger, but I can wait. The pain...I did not want to make you help me. I know it hurts" she said with a sad glance. Slowly she drew her gaze up towards his as she cupped his pale face with both her hands. Vance sighed and reached down brushing the back of his hand over Rika's cheek in an amatory fashion. His hard expression softened as he took her hands in his and kissed each finger individually, "I do not care about the pain. I would carry the pain of the world upon my shoulders for you, Rika. To keep you safe, you know this" he looked her in the eyes, "Would you like to feed?" he asked firmly. Rika glanced away but Vance redirected her gaze to him and she finally sighed and nodded her head, "Yes" she said in a soft whisper. Vance nodded and took a step back, the full moon casting its light upon him. Without complain, he began to transmute. His body twisted and expanded in unnatural directions as his bones crunched and his skin stretched. Even by observing it was obvious that this was by no means a painless process. Rika turned away so she didn't have to look at the pain upon her brother's face as he changed. When he was finished, she turned to face him. He now stood before her as a large wolf-like creature with jet black fur and a truculent yet beautiful appearance.
Looking meek in her pallid appearance, compared to the creature that now stood panting before her, she moved forward. Her thin arms wrapped around the neck of the creature, her small fingers running through its silk-like fur. "Come back safe." She whispered as she nuzzled her face into Vance's fur. Vance didn't reply, but he didn't have to. Letting go of him and stepping back, he turned and took off into the deep night to hunt. Rika would wait for him. It wasn't long after, perhaps a few hours or so, that Vance returned. The fur around his muzzle was matted with a dark, sticky substance, and the meal was clenched within his mouth. Panting, he dropped the unconscious human before Rika as it landed with a dull thud and rolled over in a rag-doll fashion. The human wasn't fully dead, their chest still rose and fell very shallowly, but that soon would be remedied. Rika moved forward and kissed Vance upon his snout as he laid down to rest. Rika looked lovingly upon the creature that was her brother before she went to the human and knelt down beside them. Situating the human so that she cradled them in her arms, she tilted their head to the side and leaned down as her fangs sunk into the carotid artery with a soft tearing sound. Underneath the crimson moon, Rika fed and a soul was lost.
With fresh blood staining her lips and dripping from the corners of her mouth, Rika lifted her head at last. Vance had shifted back into his human form, longing reflecting upon his physique and within his eyes for his sister. Rika sashayed toward him. He placed his hands on her hips as he drew her toward him and kissed her lightly on the forehead and then the lips. Pulling back slightly, Rika licked the remaining blood from her red lips, her cheeks tinted from the meal. Smiling, she lifted her wrist as she drew the nail of her opposite hand across her exposed wrist, drawing blood in a thin line. Vance brought the cut wrist to his lips as he lapped up the blood from his beloved sister. The bond of the blood they shared ran deeper than most would assume. Enamored and enraptured with one another, they truly were one another's soul mate (or perhaps soulless mate). Soon they would entangle in erotic blood lust passion as the night unraveled.
((...not great but i think I got all the words in there...had trouble with animalcule though haha))
