<>The Hunted<>

(Vampire story. I absolutely loath vampires, but I decided to try it. I'll be as creative as possible.)

They've got it all. Looks, fortune, immortality, and a deadly secret.

We are not who you think we are. We walk in your society unknown, unspoken and unnoticed. We are the pretty ones in high school you are too afraid to talk to, for deadly reasons that you'll never find out.

And we are going to die.

Someone is killing us all. Small clusters of vampire clans are rare, it's a treasure to find one a month. Whoever is doing it has no ends, and stops at nothing to see us die.

That was two weeks ago. Now? Now is hell. I don't want to talk about the future.

We are the only vampires left. The only ones. And we are being hunted. Right now.

Help us out, will you?

Character form:
Name:
Age (Human and vampire):
Hair:
Eyes:
Body:
Special power (If you have one):
Personality:

Character form:
Name: Mary-Ann Johnson, but goes by Blood to her clan.
Age (Human and vampire): 17 in human years, 657 in vampire
Hair: Long, wavy, blonde and silky. Down to her back in natural tumbles.
Eyes: A bright crimson red, but covered with sapphire contacts in school.
Body: Tall, slim, and curvy. Pale skin usually darkened with make-up while at school.
Special power (If you have one): Fire. She is obsessed with it.
Personality: Loves to kill humans, very creative with it, focused but is quite friendly for a vampire.

I'll start when anyone joins. But I'm not resorting to BUMPS. Lol.

Name: Rosalie Swan
Age: 17 human, 400 in vampire
hair: auburn curls that falls down to her waist
Eyes: sparkling violet
Body: short, thin, and petite.
Special powers: she can make virtually any human fall in love with her. Hence why she survived this long.
Personality: quiet, and a bit of a loner. But when she likes you, she's happy and bubbly and headstrong

Name: William Beckett
Age (Human and vampire): 18 in human years; 818 in vampire years
Hair: Dark blonde, almost broze
Eyes: Light green, misty grey
Body: Long and lean, hard muscles
Special power (If you have one): Mind control, pushes thoughts into peoples mind that are completely foolproof
Personality: Quiet, loyal, slightly flirty, forward, has a slight temper

Am I allowed to make humans?

It doesn't seem so...

Sounds fun...

I would also like to make a human if possible...

Hey Jack!

I don't think we're allowed.

Humans are allowed, yups.
And also ask before killing anyone xD

Yay humans! Hizzah!

Alright, shall I start?

Mary-Ann (Blood)

I remember the night they found me.
I was a child, really. A newborn killer. With glowing crimson eyes and blonde ringlets caked with dry blood, knotted and mused, coated with dirt and smelly rags for clothes. They were hunting me.
I would sweat if I could. I confused myself. What was I, really?
Beautiful, unable to be hurt, heightened sense of everything, and never sleeping.
And that intense need for something I couldn't figure out.
They gained on me. At the time, I had the newborn strength, but they had skill. I shut my eyes and ran harder in the forest, moon like the sun in my eyes.
Cold, hard arms took me. The word flipped upside down, and I was dizzy, no sense of direction. I thought it was death, but it was really one of their powers, to make someone completely loose their sense of gravity.
But it was not The Hunters.
"Sh," A hand said, clamping down on my mouth.
My teeth threatened to bite, but some part of me knew to stay still.
The world kept flipping.
"We can't let you know our base, in case you betray us. You have to prove yourself."
"To what?"
The world focused, and I was in a huge, orange cave. Amazing designs were carved in the walls, and endless levels of hiding stretched out before me.
"To us."
They stood in the shadows, eyes glowing bright red, looking like me.
And something clicked in me then.
"Vampires."

It might take me awhile to reply, sorry. I'm not sure I'll even have my charrie by tonight.

Mary-Ann (Blood)

That was 657 years ago, but I remember it crystal clear. Now, I'm accepted into this clan, because we're the only clan left.
I guess The Hunters began about 1000 years ago, slowly killing us off in secret.
Slowly, slowly. Now there are a handful of us left.
Mmmmm. Musical laughter beckons to me in the halls, inside my head. I know it's Vincent, a sort of newer clan addition with the power to seduce people.
I walk forward and push a few loose curls behind my ear, heading to a class with lectures I've memorized.

Sure, that's alright =)

Rosalie: Rosalie....Rosalie.....Rosalie.....its time....time..... I woke up staring at the ceiling. Four hundred years of this was driving me mad. What time was it? What was the dream talking about?

Mary-Ann (Blood)

"Damn, girl, slow doooown," A jock called, followed by the laugher of his other sort of loser friends.
Inside, I was cold and dead and unstirred. But a high school girl would never react like that.
So I giggle and turn and act like I blush, scurrying off to class. The mask I wear isn't a part of me, just something I put on to stay alive.
Like the makeup to darken my skin, brown contacts, and the brown hair dye I have to replace hourly to make me seem less stunning, more natural, less of one to stand out.

Rosalie: I was kind of tired, from my lack of sleep due to nightmares. Guys drooled as I walked by in school, but I say nothing.

I kinda wanna join this

Dooo it! I'm joining in a sec...if I can get my website to work. >.<

I willl, but I have to go soon. :/
So I think I'll join when I get back.

Name: Micah Jenks
Age: 17 (human)
Appearence: http://www.hji.co.uk/ImagePopup.aspx?imageid=qhs31657&imagename=Joseph%20Ferraro%20BHA%20NE8&imagetitle=Joseph-Ferraro-BHA-NE8
Note: The head cheerleader at school but not how you'd expect. The peppiness is mainly an act, although she does have a lot of energy and is very restless. Sleeps in many of her classes and has a morbid fascination with death to the point of making her friends pose for pictures of gruesome murder scenes, which is considered a quirk by her brainless friends. A "pessimistic optimist."

Name: Mitseru Touh
Age: 18, 182
Appearence: http://img.skitch.com/20090813-tc56rbiqmt57kybcxt3fp81mpf.jpg
Power: Invades people's thoughts and dreams in the form of a fox.