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The Rain Of Torment (Revised)
Written By: BlackDragon AKA Karen

The voice of course it was her ‘other’, the part of her mind in which she had no control over, her entity as would later on learn of. As she moved closer to the edge she inhaled quickly before jumping off the rooftop. I was her style, her way of calling free form falling. The drop was about a good fifty feet she never blinked or let her eyes stray from her destination. As her feet hit the ground her body arced slightly inward, her arms extending out to ensure her own balance as she remained in the crouched position as the voice inside her head screamed at her again.

[i:ad9b62548a]Good now get moving!![/i:ad9b62548a]

Rising quickly to her feet as she made a dash to the nearest tree, coming to stand behind it as she tried to keep herself hidden from the crowd. This isn’t right, something just felt wrong but she couldn’t place it. That spilt second of thinking was all it took, gave him enough time to appear within the shadows as he was now standing behind her. Lowering her head down as she felt his presence, surely this was the mistake and now the betrayal of what they had told her would not happen. She slowly turned around as she pressed her back against the tree and in the midst of the shadows that where forming in front of her she saw him there. Blinking several times before a soft hiss escaped her from her lips and of course when she stop no one could not mistake the anger in her voice when she spoke.

“The told you I would be here didn’t they! They lied to me!!”

He laughed at this, for what other amusement could he get out of this when knowing that the worse things could happen if everything did not follow the way it was suppose to. Stepping out of the shadows as he start to move closer to her, lifting his hand to her right cheek as he caressed it softly. At that same moment her left hand thrust forward as she pressed a small black dagger against his side.

“My my my Korry, you should have know I have control over this city ma petite. Whether you like it or not your little games are at an end now. Now, stop this foolishness and take your place beside me or you will die.”

Korryla pressed the dagger even tighter into his side, her eyes narrowing as she glared at him, and low and behold a smirk tugged over her lips as she spoke.
“You may be right about the city, but I will be damned if I join you ever again. And have you forgotten already? I’m already dead.”

She quickly stepped off to the right, throwing her hands up quickly and thrusting them quickly down. The darkness of the shadows began to creep up around her, for it was plane between the world of reality and that of the night. Quickly to wrapped around every inch of her body and once it had engulfed her completely she was gone.

Jordan knew by this that she was growing stronger by the day and he knew it. Blinking his eyes a few times as he just starred out at the where she was standing. Silently he cursed himself before he had time to think about anything else he had heard a woman call out his name. Shaking his head as he put on his reassuring smile, stepping out form behind the tree as he made his way back over to the crowd.

Korryla was shifting in and out of the shadows as she came up upon the city limits. [i:ad9b62548a]Dammit I should have know.[/i:ad9b62548a] This was it once again, for again someone had betrayed her, had gotten her trust and than turned it as if it was nothing of any importance. What about her vow that she made to herself so long ago never to trust another soul, living, or undead? The torment of the thought ate her up inside, ate at her until she could no longer even see correctly. Sighing softly she kept pressing onward as she came to the entrance of the graveyard, it seemed like the safest place to stop for a while and more than likely try to hide away from the rest of the world.

Passing through the entrance gate as she stepped out of the shadows, her feet hitting the ground and only were making a soft noise with each step taken. Her chest was rising and falling quickly with each passing breath she had to take. Clutching her right hand into a fist as her nails dug into her skin and slowly the blood began to seep out of the wound that she was inflicting upon her self. Funny her mind was almost lost to her as the rage inside her was once again beginning to amount to the point of no return. Her vision was slowly becoming clouded as she saw things from a perspective to which in that everything was for a kill, she was slowly becoming the creature she was meant to be.

Something had moved, made her stop and come out of her state of mind in which she was reaching. Her eyes quickly gazed up and around as she took a step back and slipped down into a crouch position to the ground. It was another vampire and she knew it, she could pick up just about every sent that was coming off of the creature. A prey of sorts, heh and this was turning into a game, a game in which Jordan has now engaged and for that she would play this game of his and give him exactly what he deserved.

Slowly she unclenched her fist, her fingertips covered in black blood. Her eyes were following the movement of the creature with each step it took. Only one, there was only one, but why? Shrugging softly as she slide her hand over the hilt of her top blade and rose to stand. Inhaling softly as she closed her eyes and let her sense take over her mind. Her arms began to pulse with a dark purplish lightning that started from her shoulders, wrapped around each arm, and stopped directly over her wrist. A twisted grin tugged over her lips as she slowly drew forth the black katana with the tip of the blade pointing out towards the other vampire. The creature stopped probably about a few feet in front of Korryla and was in complete and total shock and seemed to even show the hint of fear when Korryla spoke, for her voice sounded altered almost demonic like.

[i:ad9b62548a]”He sent you didn’t her?”[/i:ad9b62548a]

The creature could not answer for the strength and the energy level that was coming off of her almost seemed unreal. Korryla rushed forth the couple of steps that she needed to take in order to hold the blade against his chest aiming directly for his heart. But no, she wasn’t going to kill him like this she, she had plans for this one. With her body this close to him the dark purplish lightning pulsing around her arms extended out towards the creatures head and forming somewhat of a circle as it pretty much enclosed him there.

[i:ad9b62548a]”Answering me now!!”[/i:ad9b62548a]

Again the creature could not answer her all he could do was just stand there and feel powerless. How was she able to do this? Jordan was said to be the master vampire, but this? How? His thoughts were quickly interrupted as a force of electricity shoot through his head. Again and than again for the third time; sheathing her blade quickly as her right hand reached out to caress his cheek softly. His breaths were coming in short gasps as his eyes were widening with fear as she tilted his neck to the right. Bringing her mouth down to his neck, her fangs extended out about two inches out before she snuck them into his skin, her left arm slide around his waist as she pressed him closer to her. The creature struggle somewhat against her, but the amount of pleasure and pain that was coursing through his body almost seem so unreal. He was lost in the mix of what she was really doing.

Music was playing, people were smiling, and there was Jordan sitting at the head of the head of the table watching everyone have a good time. It was just what he wanted, peace, and for once it seemed like that would actually be something that was going to come true. The rain was still pouring down outside and when the thunder had sounded out across the sky there was a crash of a window breaking, woman screaming, and a dead body of a vampire landing on Jordan’s table. Everyone was staring at the dead corpse including Jordan who was now standing as a rage of anger filled him. Someone was going to pay for this.

“My God!!” A voice called out. “Someone diabolized the poor bastard!”

Jordan’s gaze slide over to the dead vampire’s neck and it was true; someone had drained his blood from his body. Quickly his eyes shot to the broken window, but the figure that was standing there had been long gone.

It rained for three days straight after the incident, guess this was what he was going to get for trying to convince her that she needed to be with him. Than again he really didn’t try to convince her at all, he really gave her no choice at all. Shrugging softly to himself as he stepped out of black limo and made his way into his office building. Another night in which was going to be long and bad.

He stepped into his main office room as he slide off his black trench cloak and tossed it over on the coach. Walking over to his desk he caught sight of the note that was written in blood.

[b:ad9b62548a] Important!!! Please attend this next meeting.[/b:ad9b62548a]

Of course it was the council; he had given them his word that he would take care of this small growing problem. But now it had been about four days since the death of the vampire and no news, there was nothing. Maybe she left, what if somehow she had died? Was it her that killed the vampire and if so why? How could she even with stand the drinking one of the undead blood?

"Dammit"

Sighing somewhat as his mind was screaming at him to get a grip on himself. Something else will be worked out soon enough whether or not if it was in his favor or not. With that Jordan strolled out of the room and began making his way down a long and narrowed hallway. As he reached the end of the hall he pushes through the stone like doors and stepped inside the room. It was dark almost like standing outside at the dead of night. Several torches were placed along the walls that gave off a little bit of light that seemed to feel the corners of the room. The only other thing that was in the room a was a long table with stone chairs surrounding it. Jordan promptly walked to the head of the table and sat down to stare back at the twelve other people that were seated around the table. The eldest of them all was the first to speak.

"You gave us your word Jordan. I already warned you that by the time she would come back to you she would be to much for you. Further more you knew exactly what she would do if something like this should ever happen."

Jordan just shook his head before he began speaking. "Dreth Mia there was nothing I could do. I didn't think she would have this type of power in such little time. I also.."
Jordan was quickly interrupted by a redheaded vampire that was sitting across from the eldest vampire. "Jordan, there is no need to explain what happen. We all know and we have all heard the stories and the rumors."

The eldest man slowly rose to his feet and began walking towards Jordan.

"You gave us your word. Now we have a wild vampire out on the loose who kills her own kind!! Do you honestly think it was smart to piss her off!? You have on week, just one week to get this shit together!! This meeting is over with."

The rest of the group including the eldest vampire walked out of the room. A twisted grin tugged over her lips as she watched everyone walk out of the room. Her voice echoed throughout the whole room as is she was standing everywhere.

"Damn me? Now now Jordan; your thoughts are speaking a little bit loud this evening. You have such a strong hatred for me and if I'm so fucking dangerous why did you double cross me in the first place? I made those rules and you agreed to them! And like the counsel told you; you will pay for this."

Jordan sat there frozen in his chair through the whole time that she spoke. Quickly he jumped to his feet but it was to late for she was already gone. Damn straight the chase was on, but how long could they go on? How long could he keep up with her? Jordan was pacing back and forth in his office waiting for the report. Minutes seemed to have dragged on before the phone rang.

"What news do you have for me?"
The voice almost altered as if it was Korryla but her voice, for if it truly her; her voice sounded so demonic like. [i:ad9b62548a]" Jordan, my my my. Are you afraid to face me yourself?! Or is there a reason why you keep sending people to their deaths?"[/i:ad9b62548a]

With that the line went dead before he could eve make some type of response. He could tell that she was more than pissed off and he was now ten men down. Cursing under his breath he slammed his fist down on to his desk causing it to crack in half where he hit it. Shaking his head he turned on his heel and stormed out of his office.

Korryla was covered in blood from head to toe, her breathing was coming in quick sharp gasps as her 'other' slowly released its hold from her. Funny, how every time she came into this state she was never able to keep control over herself, she was always waiting for the 'other' to let go. A frown pressed over her lips as she dropped to her knees and let out a loud piercing scream. She closed her eyes and grabbed her head with her hands as her mind once again drifted off on her.

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Five Years Before
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Korryla stood there in front of his main office with a faint smile pressing over her lips. Her eyes were roaming about the room as she began taking in everything. Her gaze shift back to Jordan as she watched him just sitting there flashing of one his reassuring smiles at her.

"Korryla join us, I will take you in and call you one of my own. I promise to love you for the rest of your life ma petite."

In her mind she knew that this wrong and that joining him on that reason would only lead for further problems for her. Jordan stood up and walked over to her, his left hand caressing her cheek softly. Why did she fear him so much? Her gaze met his and for a brief moment she thought he meant it. However she knew that if she took this offer she would have a place to call her own. Something she had always dreamed of and slowly she found her head nodding yes. Jordan smiled and took her into his arms and held her tightly to him.

It was almost two years later when Korryla was running the out of town drug implements up and down the west coast. She was mostly on the go that year as more and more business meetings came up that required her to be there for them. On night however she came early, for she wanted to see Jordan. As she entered into their mansion's side doors and like always it was dark, cold, and quiet; just the way that both of them preferred to live. Something was very different to her, something was not right and she knew it. Anger and fury was slowly beginning to build up inside as she stood there in the living room staring at the ground.

"No." She mumbled softly.

She quickly turned and darted up the stairs and had to run up about seven flights of stairs. As she reached the top she quickly and literately flew to the end of the hall and kicked op their bedroom door. At the point it seemed as if everything was running in slow motion and once again the anger was burning deep inside her veins. The sight of the two nearly killed her, betrayal, and the one word that she knew so well. Korryla's eyes began to glow a deep dark purplish color as the dark purplish lightning flared up around her arms. Starting from her shoulders, wrapping around each arm and stopping directly over her wrist. Black tears slowly fell from her eyes as she jumped on the bed in which Jordan and the other woman were laying on. Her movements were quick, almost to quick, unreal, almost something like a God. Her hand was placed around his neck as she yanked him up to her. Jordan shoved his hand into her side, sharp nails cutting the skin and digging into her body as black blood seeped down his hand. There was no sound that came from her but the most oddest thing was that the damage and the pain that he was causing her only seemed to make her move faster. She slide her hand to the back of his neck and quickly dug her nails into his neck as well as her fangs as she began sucking his blood. Jordan tore out his hand and again jabbed it into her wound over and over. Korryla hissed softly as she tore her fangs from his neck, tightening her grip on his neck as she stepped over to the side and thruster him forward and watched as he went flying into the wall. Korryla turned her sights to the woman on the bed. Grabbing her by the hair she yanked her up and snuck her fangs into her neck as she began sucking all of her blood from her until the woman was barely breathing.

Korryla had left the bodies in the room and was already about a mile away from the house when a massive expulsion erupted from inside the house. She didn't care if he was able to get out of there or not, she was through with this life and that was her proof to him.

For the next three years Korryla didn't talk to anyone but the eldest vampire. Even through he wanted nothing else more but than to help the girl but he was still unsure about Jordan. Jordan was still alive and after those fatal nights suppose every vampire has some type of downfall. And from the look of things Jordan's downfall would be Korryla. Dreth Mia held that girl all night when she first cam to him. For she would never the words he spoke to her either.

"Chyld you come to the wrong place seeking help. Everything is not what it seems but you are very special. I promise you that. However there will be a time in which I will even have to do something that I will regret doing to you."

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Korryla was still kneeling on the ground screaming and once again her voice sounded demonic like. Black tears where streaming down over her cheeks as her breaths were still coming in quick gasps. Rising slowly to her feet as she stood there with her knees trembling she began to turn and walks away from the building. The sun was rising and the sight of it almost took her breath away. Funny thing for it looked as if the sun had no effect on her at all. Shaking her head softly she turned and cont walking up the hillside to the graveyard.

Korryla slide down into the coffin as she pulled the lid up some of the way. Her body was shaking violently as she struggled to keep control over herself. Starting from the top of her shoulders a dark purplish flame erupted and started moving down her arms, wrapping around her entire arm, and than stopping directly over her wrist. Her eyes widen and probably for the first time showed a hint of fear as her body trembled uncontrollably as the dark purplish flame began engulfing the rest of her body. Heat and pain an ever-growing amount of pain, and blood only started to get worse. She was screaming as loud as she possible could. It was the truth, her sanity was slowly slipping away from her and there was not very much that she could do.

(To Be Cont)

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Miles away about a good two hundred feet underground where the vampires stayed and worked during the daylight hours, Jordan was sitting in rather large office with several torches lining along the wall. Another man walked into the room shaking his head briefly before he spoke.

“She diabolized every single one of them. Jordan, what the hell kind of a vampire does that? I thought you guys need fresh blood in order to survive?”

Jordan let out a soft sigh as he stood up and walked over to the photograph of the house in which him and Korryla used to live in.

“I’m not to sure about all it really. She never really talked about her past or anything like that.”

Chad just nodded at this as he moved over to the chair and sat his cross bow down beside the chair on the ground before sitting down in the chair.

“The whole city is out looking for her, well actually more than half. Anyways is there anything we should know about?”

Jordan’s eyes where still fixed on the pictures as the memories were still playing fresh in his mind. She seemed happy than but of course he had changed all that and her Chad sat there wanting to know everything that he possibly could tell him about her.

“Jordan, do you know what vampire clan she even came from?”

Jordan grinned at this as he turned to face his friend as he leaned his back against the wall and waited a brief moment before he finally gave him his response.

"She is a Caitiff, they do not truly have a bloodline. They are the Kindred without a clan to call their own and are shunned by most of the other vampires. Few that do accept them are usually little better themselves. However, in my personal opinion I think she was just saying that to pass the question and to hide what she truly is.”

Chad arched his eyebrow slightly at this. “I see, well anything else?”

Jordan’s grin faded from his lips as he nodded once again. “Yes, she is very dangerous. Promise me you won’t go after her.”

Chad nodded at this for he never had any intention of ever going after her in the first place. “Tis not a problem.”

Loosing her mind was the best way to describe exactly what was happening to her, and for the amount of energy that was seeping up from out of her and into the graveyard would make anyone want to run away. The dark purplish flames had her entire body engulfed once again. Another black tear slide down her cheek before her eyes closed and she had finally passed out, for now her mind would drift off again once more. Surely there had to be something more to her bloodline and it ran deep.



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Seven Centuries Before
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Korryla, it was perfect for her, how she came up with it she was unsure but it seemed to do her much justice or it would. Growing up in the outskirts of New England on a hillside with her father and her uncle. Though at times it was strange and she never could quite understand why she only saw her uncle at night, but than she never did question what really went on. Her father was always telling her that she was special and that no matter what happened he would always be there for her. She remembered the medical surgeries, all of the blood transfusions. But even before all of this she could feel something stirring inside her mind. During the times of all the blood transfusions she remembered one night in particular. The one night she may or could have ended all of this from ever happening. Though her mind could not stand to process the thought, for the pain was still even too great for her to handle. Another event that would forever haunt her soul. That night she heard the two arguing at each other, heard the screams, the yelling, the crashes, the sound of dishes falling. She cried herself to sleep that night and awoke the next morning without her father. No goodbye, no note, absolutely nothing.

Days had turned into weeks, weeks had turned into months, and months had passed into years. Five years of her life she had spent on an operating table, everything here was built around perfection. She had to be perfect, she had to the best and that much she did hear from her uncle when he was around at night. Upon her sixteen birthday her had came into her room and simply told her to get dressed. Waking up from a dreamless state and feeling completely numb inside she felt confused at first. Why her? What had happened to her? Following her uncles orders she got dressed and quickly followed him out. They had walked for miles down the shoreline to the docks. She recalled the other man that was standing there waiting for them.

"Is that the child?"

Her uncle nodded as all three of them were walking along the dock and heading up towards the boat.

"Yes, but you must to hurry they are onto us."

As Korryla boarded the boat her said his goodbyes to her and than watched them sail away. The poor girl probably had no clue what was going to happen to her but than again she might have know somehow. For the years to follow and the centuries for that matter were probably the most brutal ones she would ever have to endure. The training was the first to come, learning everything to physics, black magic, white magic, telekinesis,, and several different elementals. Centuries than seemed to have passed as she was bounced from town to town and never once stayed in the same place for more than a week. She had over heard conversations of a great vampire that was being made and how they had to keep moving the creature from town to town. Funny how it reminded her of herself, but she shrugged the thought off and never spoke about it to anyone.

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Korryla's eyes fluttered open as she woke up to hearing voices talking. Her whole body was still sweating, though the dark purplish had died off. Gently she placed her hand over her mouth as she tried to hide her soft gasps so those outside may not hear.

"I saw a woman walk from the main road to here."

Nothing else was said; she heard the footsteps walk off. Sighing softly as her hand slide back down to her side and once again her body felt like it was going to give out on her. She needed to sleep so badly it was either sleep or feed the only two ways her body could regenerate. But she was to tired to get up and hunt and with that her eye lids slowly closed and once again she drifted off to sleep.

The sun was setting when Chad came running back into Jordan's office. "I think we found here!"

Blinking in disbelief as he jumped out of his chair "Where?!"

"I will take you there once the sun has set. But Jordan there is something you should know first, something that just doesn't seem right."

Tilting his head somewhat as Jordan glanced at the time and than back at Chad. "What is it?"

Chad swallowed as he himself was still unsure of how this was even possible "Korryla was seen walking in broad daylight."

Jordan nodded at this for he already knew this, already knew that Korryla was able to with stand daylight. Though how was another question?

"I know this, she is very rare vampire. One in which my people have been trying to preserve for years, well actually centuries for that matter. You see I know and so does mostly every other vampire that the human government has been trying to destroy us. So centuries ago we started making our own secret weapon one in which seems to be turning against us now."

Chad just stood there looking at Jordan for a moment he was unsure of even what to say, for if she was to be an ultimate weapon than it would be extremely hard to kill her, that is if Jordan was actually planning on killing her in the first place.

"So what exactly do you plan on doing with her?"

Jordan shrugged softly "I'm still unsure of that right now we either need to convince her to join with me or we try and kill her, simple as that."

Chad nodded "Alright let's go."

Jordan was the first to enter into the graveyard and the energy level that was spiking off of this place was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine. His eyes caught sight of the sky where the dark purplish mist was just hovering around in the air but at the same moment it looked like it was being penetrated. Only one person could have cause that and that one person is Korryla.

Chad and about five other people where following behind Jordan all carrying 45 magnums and had about two other guns in their holsters. As they made they're way further into the graveyard Jordan came to a stop beside a tomb that had a stone of an angel that had black tears falling from its eyes.

Inside the haven there laid Korryla in the coffin, her body trying to regenerate itself as the voice of her 'other' screamed in her mind.

[i:170200fcec]Wake up!![/i:170200fcec]

Korryla stirred slightly but at that moment she was still pretty much dead to the world. [i:170200fcec]Wake up Korryla!! Wake up now!![/i:170200fcec]

Jordan and Chad were the first to enter the tomb as the other five men positioned themselves around the outside of the tomb. Upon entering both men could clearly see the sight of the woman. Her body was covered in sweat, cuts, inhuman looking scars that covered her arms, face, and her neck. Was she dead?

Korryla was awake now, however she kept her eyes closed and concentrated on exactly on many people were actually here. Jordan was the first to move as he stepped closer to the coffin. Korryla's voice echoed about the tomb and once again it sounded altered and demonic like.

[i:170200fcec]"Well, well, if it isn't the man himself. My Jordan I was not expecting you to be hear."[/i:170200fcec]

Jordan blinked as he stopped dead in his tracks for he was not expecting her to speak without opening her mouth. Korryla was now sitting up staring at Jordan. It took only a few seconds more for her before she was standing only a few feet away from him as an ever growing twisted grin tugged over her lips.

[i:170200fcec]"You see Jordan, you know better than to come into a vampire's haven. But your human friend over there has no clue what you just got him into, does he?"[/i:170200fcec]

"I don't want any problems Korryla, I just came to talk."

Korryla arched a brow and stepped off to the right as she now was standing next to Chad holding his gun that was now being pointed at him.

[i:170200fcec]"Talk?! You came in here looking to kill me. Hmm Jordan, do you know what type of bullets vampire hunters use these days?"[/i:170200fcec]

Jordan hissed softly as he lifted both his hands up and locked his gaze on her. "No, Korryla I don't. Look, I don't want to fight you, I just want to talk to you and try to help you."

Korryla snapped at this point [i:170200fcec]"Help?! You send people after to kill me!! How the hell is that helping me?!! No Jordan, I was through with you a long time ago."[/i:170200fcec]

With that Korryla cocked the gun and spun around and fired it. Jordan's body jerked as he hissed softly, his eyes wide with shock. Korryla tossed the gun down at Jordan's feet. Turning she reached out and grabbed Chad's right arm and pulled him closer to her. Quickly she tilted his head she snuck her fangs into his skin and began sucking his blood from his body. Chad began struggling against her but at this point it was pretty much useless for she had pretty much drained him. Chad was already getting pale by the time Jordan grabbed Korryla and threw her into the wall. Chad fell to the ground gasping for air as Korryla's back slammed into the stonewall. The wall just seems to give as she landed on the ground in a pile of rocks on the ground. The five other men quickly surrounded her; all of them pointing their guns at her. Jordan glanced down over at Chad and than turned back around and walked out of the tomb and over to where Korryla was laying on he ground. The gun shot would was already started to have an effect on Jordan as his vision started to get blurry. Bending down as he reached out and grabbed her and yanked her up off the ground. Korryla's eyes fluttered open as she narrowed her eyes at his and when she spoke her voice was normal this time.

“Jordan I suggest you put me down before you regret this.”

Shaking his softly as his grip tightened around her neck with his fingernails slicing into her flesh. “Regret? What do I have to regret? I’m dying anyways and I might as just take you with me as well.”

Korryla hissed softly “I will damned if you do.”

With that she closed her eyes and it was almost seconds later that had passed before her arms flared up with a dark purplish flame that started from her shoulders, wrapped around each arm and stop directly over her wrist. The heat that was being generated off of her was almost unreal. Jordan couldn’t with stand to hold on to her any longer. His grippes loosened and he let go of her and the moment her feet the ground she charged him. Her back was bent down and she was crouched down somewhat and it pretty much looked like she was in a football stance when she charged him. Having little to no time he lifted both of his hands up and fired a blue orb out towards her chest. Her body jerked slightly as she was stopped dead in her tracks. She jumped up as she a gust of wind pushed her a little further up as she was now hovering above the ground her flames seem to create a shield around as the orb hit the small barrier around her and just simply faded. Slipping back down to the ground she took a step back and shift off to the left a little bit before thrusting her right hand upwards. A dark purplish flame flared out towards two of the five men that where standing around them. Both of them were struck right on and unlike normal fire it didn’t set them on fire but it did leave a burn mark on their heads and knocked them out cold and more than likely killed them. The three other men quickly spread further apart and all of them locked their guns and kept them aimed at Korryla. Jordan shifted off to the right and stepped in towards Korryla a few feet. Quickly thrusting her hands up once again the dark purplish orb was formed and fired straight towards Jordan at the same moment that she heard the gunshots. A physonic field went up but there was so many fired at her that she could not stop them all. As some of the bullets went striking through the field the dark purplish orb had struck Jordan and knocked him pretty much out. Korryla let out a soft hiss as she dropped to her knees and closed her eyes. The field seemed to grow stronger but the only downfall to this was that her wounds that were created from the gunshot bullets. Another pair of gunshots was heard and it snapped Korryla out of her train of thought as she jerked her head to where the sounds of the gunshots were fired. Odd, as she turned her head to look back at the three men all of them were now dead. How? By who? Jordan was still lying on the ground knocked out. Her field dropped completely as she rose to her feet and walked over to him.

“Good bye Jordan.”

Her voice was calm as if nothing had ever happened. Crouching down to the ground she lifted his neck to her mouth. The efferscence of the evening contoured her body, ever so elegantly; she caressed his head with her hands, as she sucked his life from his neck. With the same grace and speed, which she struck she was then gone, all that’s left was the corpse, heaped upon the ground, with the faintest heartbeat. At last, she’s lived up to her calling, lived up to her name that she had given herself so long ago. She has taken from herself, the on thing that could have saved her, the man that might have loved her and held her in the highest regards. She assumes a life in the shadows, forever forgotten, but not forever gone.

A much better version! And so much that I had missed before I was able to pick up this time. The effort was worth it. Thank You. :D