The Monster Inside: The First Vampire 246 The Kitsune

She'd found it strange that he didn't smell. A corpse rotting like that, one would expect quite the stench. the only indication that he was even alive was the slow and distinct thumps of his heartbeat every half hour or so. If Surai looked from the right angle she could even see its movement. It had been fascinating, but disconcerting. She'd spent less and less time in this corner of her little cover over the past two years, returning only to ensure that no sorry creature had come along to take a bite out of him. But it seemed that they knew to stay away.

But at the taste of blood on his lips, it was as if he hadn't spent the past two and a half years completely immobile. His fangs sunk into the wrist violently, and he began to drink in almighty gulps without abandon.

It was his bones that healed first, then the nerves and muscles and fluids that surrounded them. He was still without most of his skin and organs when he drained the first body dry. Surai pushed another his way as he half sat up.

Bony arms and hands shot out, grabbing the fleshy body and yanking it forward with surprising strength. His fangs sunk into the mans's neck this time, through clothes as well, didn't seem to matter so long as he had access to the blood. Those after a minute he withdrew and yanked the clothing aside as if to get closer.

It was his organs and the fleshier muscles this time, his eyes and lips started to appear much more alive as well. He was still skinless after the second body however. He pulled himself onto his knees, the old clothing that had long ago torn and withered away with his body falling away as Surai pushed another live body towards him.

Surai could barely concentrate on keeping the captors in their fantasy-like illusion as she watched in fascination. Though the moment they were fed on it seemed pointless to keep them in it. She could hide what they saw and heard, but she couldn't trick a body's internal pain receptors. And it certainly seemed painful.

At least the first to had, the third screamed at first when Ra.s.sa plunged his fangs into him, but shortly after he just went limp. At first Surai thought that Ra.s.sa had just drained him that quickly, but it didn't seem to be the case. Did Ra.s.sa had some kind of illusion power as well, the man's eyes certainly looked gla.s.sy.

When the third body dropped, Ra.s.sa seemed mostly healed, though still looked thin and weak. He took a moment to take a breath, then he stepped down from the bench he had been lying on and walked right up to the forth in a kind of lazy gait that was every bit a man simply taking what he wanted.

Surai couldn't help but smile at that. Now that was the Chaos in him.

The fourth body seemed to be a more leisurely meal as his body filled out and his Life Lines took on a darker shade, a sign they were healthier and held some power. When Ra.s.sa dropped the fourth body on the ground carelessly, he turned to look over his shoulder at Surai as he grabbed the fifth and final one.

"Got any clothes for me Surai?"

Surai smirked, "What? You don't want to flaunt it?"

Ra.s.sa hesitated before sinking his fangs in, taking a moment to glance down at his body before up at Surai, a smirk on his own lips, "Haven't you had two and a half years to ogle my body as you please, Surai?"

Surai huffed, "Please, who wants to ogle a rotting corpse?"

She smiled then as she stood, "And for the record, if you hadn't been a corpse, I'm not sure I would have been able to stop at ogling. Good gracious and Chaos is generous to its followers".

Ra.s.sa scoffed and sun his fangs into the fifth body as Surai left the room, flicking small flames of blue fire over at the four bodies which were alight in a matter of seconds, then she called over her shoulder, "Be a dear and clean yourself up afterwards? There's a spring nearby, I'll have those inconvenient garments for you to wear afterwards".

By the time Ra.s.sa finished the fifth body, the flames were nearly extinguished on the other corpses, having not left them despite being surrounded by fallen leaves and branches. He threw the body on top of one and it lit that body, burning brighter again.

Ra.s.sa was not full, not after being in the sub-death for two and a half years, but he was sufficient enough to not feel starving anymore.

He exited the small cave before he scented the spring Surai had spoken of, relishing in his speed for the first time in a long time before he entered the water. He cleaned the dirt and muck from his body, noticing that Surai had sat on a rock nearby as he bathed. He'd also noticed that this lake was much like the one in the illusion. Perhaps it was the one in the illusion and he just hadn't bothered to notice.

He emerged from the water, taking the thicker cloth she offered to dry off before he dressed. Dark brown breeches with black leather boots. He took the tops and cut slits in the back of each, a deep red cotton shirt with billowing sleeves and a black leather vest. A leather coat as well, with a hood. He smiled at the hood, noticing as he placed the coat on that it was only long in the back, reaching just below the back of his knees. At the front it b.u.t.toned closed at the front around his waist like a normal jacket.

"Well, well, you clean up nicely in fae clothing, even if you have ruined them," said Surai, her lip curling up as she spied the slits Ra.s.sa had made in the shirt, vest and coat with his claws, "Those Fae Males would be heartbroken to see someone looking better than them".

"Are they so vain?"

"Like you wouldn't believe," Surai rolled her eyes.

Silence lapsed between them as Surai sat up, then she stood and stepped up to Ra.s.sa, giving him a light kiss on the cheek.

"It has been a pleasure, seeing this new path of Chaos open," she said, "I think you'll do great things, Ra.s.sa".

Ra.s.sa smiled back, "Thank you for putting up with me for it. You won't come with me?"

Surai shook her head, "We all have our burdens to bare on our paths. Perhaps we will meet again, though I hope not too soon, I sense you will be trouble".

"As if you foxes aren't trouble enough," Ra.s.sa smirked.

Surai frowned, "Foxes?"

"I saw another like you some time ago, she stole a totem from an auction in the Southern Isles," said Ra.s.sa.
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Surai's eyes eased in thought, "What colour was her fur?"

"A deeper orange than yours, almost red," said Ra.s.sa.

Surai gave a small sad smile, and nodded, "My sister, Kali. She is very similar to me, but our path has it's own complexities. At our core we are the same, but we draw our power from two sides of the same coin. I am Kitsune, the more pa.s.sive side, she is Nogitsune, the more aggressive. Still, we pay the same price".

Ra.s.sa smiled, "Kitsune, it has a nice ring to it".

"Doesn't it?" Surai smiled, then she stepped back and waved her hand impatiently, "Now be gone, young Vampire. You have long over-stayed your welcome here".

Ra.s.sa smiled, "I shall see you again Surai".

Then Ra.s.sa took the Tracking Charm from his pocket and summoned his wings. Surai's eyes widened, and Ra.s.sa heard her mutter as he took off towards the West.

"Well, now the slits make sense".

In that little cove as Ra.s.sa disappeared into the distance, Surai felt the power within her rise. Her Life Lines thrived and expanded, and a ninth tail grew to join her other eight. She breathed deeply at this new feeling, at this rush of unimaginable power. Her eyes focused on the brilliant galaxies of Mist around her, then she paused, her eyes focusing on one point.

"I see," she said, "So we will meet again. Pity it won't be under better circ.u.mstances".