[Holding_Caulfield]

Cruel Intentions

"Just relax, you will only make it worse if you fight me."

He wanted me to fight. I could hear it in his voice, see it in the playful expression on his face as he leaned forward exposing his sharp razor like teeth in a cruel smile. A strange thought occurred to me then as he stood breathing breath that was less than fresh into my face. Under other circumstances I might have thought him attractive, he had a quality about him that I couldn't put my finger on, not that I had time to think about it.

"This will all be over soon and then you'll thank me."

His eyes roamed over my face as if searching for something beneath the surface. His cold fingers held me tightly, pressing into the flesh of my arms. I knew there was no pointing in trying to escape, I was aware of the strength he had and did not intend to unleash it's full power. His grip tightened slightly, enough to cause me pain. I winced. He smiled.

"Did you ever imagine this would be your fate?"

One hand moved from my arm to my head and he pushed it gently to the side. His breath should have been warm against my skin but it wasn't. It was cold and sent a shiver down my spine as he grew closer still. Then I felt his lips graze my skin ever so gently, almost as if it hadn't touched it at all. But I knew it had, I knew it had done more than graze the surface. I felt a sudden warmness flood through me in a dizzying wave and I felt something wet on my shoulder. And as the blood flowed out of me and into my new companion the light flowed dreamily out of the world and I floated into darkness on a bed of unconsciousness.

"Wake, lay your unnatural gaze upon your new world"

The world had changed. I saw it the moment I opened my eyes. Everything radiated colour, texture, the night sky glowed above me like nothing I had ever seen before and I bathed in it's brilliance. I did not want to leave it, did not want to not be able to see the stars that shimmered like a million candle flames in the sky, did not want to be without the moon and it's milky light that lit my way as I moved forward.

"Breathe it in, it is yours for the taking and you have eternity to take."

I reached out and touched the wall of a building I no longer cared about, wanting only to feel the harshness of the brick beneath my fingers. My fingers. I held them up infront of my face, The colour was gone, the heat. They looked like the fingers of a mannequin but they weren't they were mine. I laughed loudly, and the sound suddenly hurt my ears. Had I made that noise? I had and I laughed again revelling in the power I held within my new voice. I threw my head back letting the sound rise from me and fade into the blackened sky, then a pain surged through me the likes of which I had never known. The sound died and I thought I would too. I doubled over clutching my stomach as if it were about to burst from my body and spill on the floor.