It was a dark and stormy night and it was the first time since he was a young child that Ethan 摩根 felt as if he were... alone. But truth of the matter, he really wasn't; in a literal sense. Ethan was just thrown into a thorny 衬套, 布什 outside the Whitechapel cemetery; he was bruised, bloody, and beaten; a dark figure watching at the "work" he had just done, the person didn't want to kill Ethan... but he wanted him to suffer.
Ethan tried to 移动 but he couldn't. He was in pain, but at the same time numb. He tried to scream for one of his friends, but nothing came out. Ethan was thinking, "Sarah, Benny; please come help me." But it was no use, in a matter of 分钟 Ethan let out a sharp painful groan before passing out, mostly from the blood loss.
3 HOURS LATER
The rain had subsided and Rory was out that night in 搜索 of something to eat, 或者 drink; however the case may be. What Rory really wanted, was blood. He had his own stash hidden at home, but sometimes he just wanted it fresh. "I can't take it anymore!" Rory whined hoping he'd find some poor pathetic animal to take, instead of going after a person for their blood. But just then, Rory was placed in a trance. He got a whiff of something, something delicious. "This smell, it's blood... sweet blood!" The aroma hit Rory's nose like it was the best smell he ever smelled; it was like sniffing a rose for the first time for Rory.
Rory was close to the cemetery and he was running around, his nose leading, trying to find out where the blood was. He was hoping, no praying, for a river of blood. He then looked around at the red 草 on the ground and kneeled on the ground and sniffed it, taking a long inhale of it. He exhaled with a content sigh. He wanted to find where it was, so he followed the trail. The scent was getting stronger in Rory's nostrils, and the stronger it was, the 更多 he wanted it.
Rory then followed the blood into a 衬套, 布什 由 a 树 where he saw something in it, something that looked dead. "Yes!" Rory exclaimed happily running to the bush. Rory began pulling what he thought was a 随意 dead and bloody body out of the bushes, when he got it on the ground, it wasn't 随意 或者 dead. Rory was shocked at what he found before him. "Ethan?" Rory asked confused and nervous. He looked at his best friend covered in this sweet blood. Rory yelled, "Ethan!" But Ethan didn't do anything. Rory shook him, nothing.
Rory placed two fingers on Ethan's neck to feel for a pulse, he had one, but it was a very weak one. Rory really wanted the blood on Ethan though. Rory began to lean in on Ethan to proceed to lick some of it, but Rory came to his senses and quickly pulled back. "What am I doing, this is Ethan!" Rory who was now panicking, debated on what to do; this wasn't the first time Ethan's been beat up, but this topped all those other times. A first aid kit, a bag of ice and some rest wasn't going to help Ethan this time.
Rory then picked his friend up, holding him in his arms and debated on which hospital to take Ethan; there were two hospitals in Whitechapel. To the east was Whitechapel General and to the west was Mercy. "Hang on Ethan." Rory said, using his superspeed, then ran in the east direction; towards Whitechapel General.
Ethan tried to 移动 but he couldn't. He was in pain, but at the same time numb. He tried to scream for one of his friends, but nothing came out. Ethan was thinking, "Sarah, Benny; please come help me." But it was no use, in a matter of 分钟 Ethan let out a sharp painful groan before passing out, mostly from the blood loss.
3 HOURS LATER
The rain had subsided and Rory was out that night in 搜索 of something to eat, 或者 drink; however the case may be. What Rory really wanted, was blood. He had his own stash hidden at home, but sometimes he just wanted it fresh. "I can't take it anymore!" Rory whined hoping he'd find some poor pathetic animal to take, instead of going after a person for their blood. But just then, Rory was placed in a trance. He got a whiff of something, something delicious. "This smell, it's blood... sweet blood!" The aroma hit Rory's nose like it was the best smell he ever smelled; it was like sniffing a rose for the first time for Rory.
Rory was close to the cemetery and he was running around, his nose leading, trying to find out where the blood was. He was hoping, no praying, for a river of blood. He then looked around at the red 草 on the ground and kneeled on the ground and sniffed it, taking a long inhale of it. He exhaled with a content sigh. He wanted to find where it was, so he followed the trail. The scent was getting stronger in Rory's nostrils, and the stronger it was, the 更多 he wanted it.
Rory then followed the blood into a 衬套, 布什 由 a 树 where he saw something in it, something that looked dead. "Yes!" Rory exclaimed happily running to the bush. Rory began pulling what he thought was a 随意 dead and bloody body out of the bushes, when he got it on the ground, it wasn't 随意 或者 dead. Rory was shocked at what he found before him. "Ethan?" Rory asked confused and nervous. He looked at his best friend covered in this sweet blood. Rory yelled, "Ethan!" But Ethan didn't do anything. Rory shook him, nothing.
Rory placed two fingers on Ethan's neck to feel for a pulse, he had one, but it was a very weak one. Rory really wanted the blood on Ethan though. Rory began to lean in on Ethan to proceed to lick some of it, but Rory came to his senses and quickly pulled back. "What am I doing, this is Ethan!" Rory who was now panicking, debated on what to do; this wasn't the first time Ethan's been beat up, but this topped all those other times. A first aid kit, a bag of ice and some rest wasn't going to help Ethan this time.
Rory then picked his friend up, holding him in his arms and debated on which hospital to take Ethan; there were two hospitals in Whitechapel. To the east was Whitechapel General and to the west was Mercy. "Hang on Ethan." Rory said, using his superspeed, then ran in the east direction; towards Whitechapel General.
