Damon Attack
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Sura sat on the roof of the family mausoleum, her sketch book in hand. She tucked her hair back behind her ear as her fingers moved the pencil along the paper. The skyline colors looked so beautiful today, she just had to sketch it. And the view from here was always perfect. No buildings to block the view and a straight line of sight to capture the pier and ocean. She smiled a bit as she worked to try and capture the beauty of the skyline before the sun lowered any further. She bit her bottom lip as she worked diligently. She was so engrossed in her work, she paid little mind to the coming night. The coming chill in the air. The whispers that began to creep into her mind. Her mother always warned her to be home before dark. Never venture alone once the sunset.

"Well hello, snack." A voice drawled behind her. Sura's head snapped up as she looked down at the voice. She paled immediately as she stood up. Those black eyes. White blond hair. She dropped her sketch pad and made a run along the long roof of the mausoleum. "Ooohh come on, little mouse! I'll make it quick!" He cooed as the blond male jumped up to the roof to chase after her. Sura cursed as she jumped from the roof to the next one. Running quickly as she moved along the rooftops, jumping from one to another. Daimon. Soul sucking vampires. Her mother had warned her about them. She just had to get to Sanctuary! They couldn't touch her if she made it to Sanctuary! She bent at the knees when she reached the edge of the cemetery, the iron fence the last thing in her way. She jumped.....

A loud cry left her as she felt sharp nails bite into her ankle and yank. She hit hard, seeing stars as her head hit the stone path hard. She blinked to clear the stars from her vision in time to see several more blond men approach her, two seizing her arms. Sura cursed as they drew her back into the cemetery. She kicked at them, yanking hard to try and throw them off. "Fuck you!" She said as she glared at them. She was her mother's daughter. She would not show fear to these soul sucking scumbags. "Blood first, little mouse," the taller of the males drawled as his grabbed her jaw. His hand was large enough to span her mouth as he yanked her head to the side, sharp jagged fangs bared. Her scream was muffled as those fangs lowered towards her jugular.

The grips on her arms tightened to bruising strength as they held her. Her eyes squeezed tightly as she felt the medallion on her throat heat up, the stone glowing a moment before she felt those jagged fangs pierce her jugular and find her blood. It burned like acid as she felt the venom find her cells. Daimons had venom in their fangs to weaken the mind of their victims....sedate them so they could devour the souls into themselves. Sura felt her mind swim, her knees weaken. "Thats a good mouse.....let me in." He cooed into her mind.

But then something happened as Sura's consciousness slipped away. A ripple of power flared outwards and her body fell to the stone ground, as the blood trickled from the bite at her pale throat. The Daimons all bellowed as a strange violet light flared outwards like bomb blast, the life fading from their eyes as shards of black spears embedded in their bodies, pinning them onto the crypts and tombs.

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