Vengeance and Insanity - Is there a difference? [jump in]

[Jayden W.]

Constance Peace - Human

Constance Peace arrived at school early. Insanely early. But that was okay, she was used to being labeled insane. It happened when you were the only one out of millions of people that believed in monsters that were supposed to merely be legends, stories to tell around Halloween.

But Constance knew better. There was nothing fictional about the existance of vampires. They had killed her parents, and now she was going to kill them. Slowly, painfully, one by one.

She'd been living in Forks for a year now, biding her time until one of the bloodsuckers showed their face. Forks was rumored to be a considerable host to the demons, and she was going to root them out if it was the last thing she did.

There was something a little off balance about this girl, though appearances could deceive people to believe otherwise. Judging by looks, Constance was an average young woman with unaverage beauty. She was tall, very slender, and had the pouty face that made young women into models. One's first impression would be envy or lust, depending on the other person's gender, and, even after the first bit of conversation there would seemingly be nothing wrong with Constance Peace.

However, anyone can act if they really want to.

Today, Constance was sporting her hair down, falling in wispy locks around her shoulders. On most occasions, her hair was pinned up, at least partially, with what looked to be a harmless hair accessory, but was, in all reality, a thin blade. Today, however, she was giving the students of Forks High the benefit of the doubt, seeing as how a year had already past and she'd thus far come across no vampires. Though she didn't go as far as to be completely defenseless.

The water bottle tucked into a slot in her backpack was filled with holy water, the cross around her neck was made of silver. If she'd lifted the jean jacket that fit snugly around the upper portion of her body, four blades would be exposed on the inside of the material, two on each side. Her blue jeans flared around the bottom portion of her legs, because, on the inside of her right ankle was strapped one single, silver stake, honed to a deadly point. She had a few other weapons tucked here and there, but the above mentioned ones were her favorites.

But covering up all these deadly devices were her lovely, form-fitting clothes, her innocent, almost angelic face, and her easy attractiveness. She purposely dolled herself up to appear so. She was a firm believer that vampires were attracted to perfection in humans, so she tried her best to appear perfect.

Constance stood in the hallway, her arms wrapped around a notebook pressed firmly against her chest, surveying the students as they milled into the building. She shifted only once when the notebook began pressing a blade she hid in her bra uncomfortably into her flesh.

Otherwise, Constance looked completely at ease while her lovely, wide eyes searched the crowd for the humans that looked a little too beautiful.

[Bleakshow]

[Mattias Crane - Vampire]

Mattias pulled the keys out of his car's ignition. The engine had been quiet, but without the soft purr, all he could hear were the conversation of other students. He didn't make a move to get out of his car, he just sat in the driver's seat, motionless. No one noticed Mattias watching them through the silver Porsche's tinted windows. He began to think about how fragile they looked, how good they smelled.

It seemed like his throat was starting to get dry as he thought of the blood, and he swallowed nervously. He had been around humans, but not so many gathered in one place. Mattias was starting to doubt his self control.

He caught a glimpse of himself in the rear view mirror. His razor cutblack hair fell nearly to his shoulders, and he pushed his bangs back to reveal his golden eyes. It made him even more nervous that they were a shade darker than they had been last night. Mattias was average height, maybe a little taller, and a bit thin looking. He was also a vampire, inhumanly strong and good looking.

The more Mattias mulled over his decision, the more he was starting to doubt it. He had hunted the night before, so he should have been fine. He hadn't thought that being in a place as crowded as a school would be easy, but he didn't think he would be having this much trouble.

Finally, he decided to go with his decision before he could re-think it even more than he already had. Gently, he pushed open the door and stepped out into the parking lot, where other students were heading toward the building. He tried to keep his face straight, fighting back a grimace at the strength of the smell. It was cloudy above him, though Mattias couldn't help but worry that the sun would peek out. Now that he was here, everything seemed so much harder.

He stopped breathing when he got to the building, trying not to wince as he was jostled by other students. The hallways were stuffy and warm, the air thick with the scent of blood as wove through the crowd, feeling a few eyes on him, though he avoided looking back at anyone.