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Who: Winry Rockbell, Drusilla, Edward and Alphonse Elric
What: Vampire Attack
When: Tonight
Where: Between the Blacksmith's and Community Building 3
Summary: Winry takes a late night walk home and becomes dinner.
Rating: PG-13

It was dark, and late, but Winry paid no mind to that. She was tired, hungry, and felt completely accomplished. The girl had put the finishing touches on the prosthetic limbs she was working on. The task had taken her longer than usual, considering she had very few resources. That didn't matter now though! She was finished, and heading home. Soon Edward Elric would have automail limbs created completely from scratch. Soon she'd be sleeping in a bed instead of staying up all night to work.

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Again, it was time to look for another meal as Drusilla wandered the town in an effort to find something just right for her tastes. Of course, the younger the blood, the better. It wasn't long before she caught the scent of that appetizing blood nearby, and began to hunt it down. There, only a short distance away was a young blond girl. Obviously human for her to have been so attracted to the scent.

Elegantly, she emerged from the darkness behind the girl, her usual creepy little grin on her face as she approached. Though as creepy and unsettling as it could be, it could only remind you of a child's grin.

"Going home?" She asked the blond, her voice sounding just a childish and creepy as her grin looked.

A voice? How strange. It seemed so empty just a minute ago. Winry turned around to face her stalker. Winry couldn't help but have a foreboding feeling. Like something wasn't right.

But she couldn't force herself to walk away either. To leave. To make a break for it. She was practically frozen by that creepy grin and childish aura. The most she could do was say, "Yes. I am."

"Perhaps you wouldn't mind me joining you then? It can be dangerous at night."

Slowly, Drusilla moved closer to her prey, making sure to keep eye contact with her. Oh, how easy this girl seemed to become entranced. It made it so much easier to catch her.

Dangerous at night...? She remembered hearing a similar warning from someone else before. Why was that...? She couldn't grasp a hold of that thought. In fact it was too difficult to think about anything else except that a woman was approaching her, and that she couldn't move.

Aside from her body trembling, Winry was still like a deer in headlights. She didn't feel like she should turn down the offer, but then again she didn't feel it was a good idea taking it either.

In the end, however, Winry spoke, "I... I don't see why not."

Again, Drusilla continued to move closer with a childlike smile on her face. Close enough so she was only a couple feet away from the blond who seemed to be stuck in place. Well, that only made her prey easier to catch.

"Do you like playing games?"

"I... I really should be going home, now," she forced herself to say. It was hard to talk, or do anything really. She was consumed.

"But I want to play a game first." She told her simply with an even creepier smile. Actually, it could almost be considered...evil looking.

"N-no. I need to go..."

Winry's hand clutched the strap of a tan bag that hung from her shoulder. Inside it were the two metal limbs she had made, and cleanly folded on top of them was a bright yellow towel she had borrowed from Haruki. It took a tough person to handle such weight, but she could manage. What was more pressing was this woman inching closer to her.

Before the girl could even think enough to move, Drusilla had managed to move behind her. As much as she enjoyed playing with her food, right now, she was hungry, and the scent of such a young human was so tempting.

"I insist you stay." She whispered into blond's ear before grabbing the very hand that was clutching the strap with unbelievable strength. In fact, if she squeezed the girl's wrist much more, it would probably break.

"Ah!" Winry couldn't get out the rest of her protest. Her wrist hurt so much. She arched backwards, so there was less strain pulling on it, but the pressure was still there. If this continued much long her knees would buckle under her and she'd collapse.

Edited 2009-08-02 05:35 (UTC)

And SNAP! There was no doubt that that was her wrist being broken from the pressure as Drusilla giggles. It was so amusing to watch this girl in pain, but alas, it was time to get a meal started as her rumbling tummy so simply stated to her.

Grabbing the girl's other arm to keep her from falling, Drusilla instantly shifted to her vampire face, and sank her teeth into the blond's neck, letting the warm blood flow down her throat.

She couldn't move. Winry couldn't move. But she could scream, and when her wrist broke that is what she did. The sound echoed through the night.

That was until Drusilla had begun chomping on her neck. Pained tears welled up and flowed from Winry's eyes, as blood flowed from her neck. A small amount that Dru wasn't able to suck up trickled down her neck, and stained her shirt.
Winry felt everything. The pain from her broken wrist, the pierce of Drusilla's fangs as they entered her neck, and the small sensation of her warm tears and blood flowing against her skin.

It wasn't hard for him to recognize Winry's scream. Both Elrics had radar, somewhere in their blond heads, that pinged when Winry was in danger, and that scream was a listed sign.

He headed outside, not bothering to call on Ed because he was sure that his brother would already be, or soon be, in gear to follow without needing a word.

He called for her, hands cupped about his mouth. He wasn't sure where exactly she was and didn't want to waste time. It didn't sound like he had much of it. He continued along and called again. He was just hoping she could manage some kind of response to guide him. Or, if anything, that he'd hear another scream. At least it meant she was conscious, still fighting, something.

The sound of another person calling out into the darkness caught Drusilla's attention, and she instantly removed her fangs from Winry's neck, moving one of her hands to instantly cover Winry's mouth to keep her from screaming any further, and pulling her into the shadows, putting on another one of her creepy childish and evil smiles as she did so. She wanted to see who was coming. Perhaps this would allow her to have a little more fun with her prey.

Edited 2009-08-02 23:35 (UTC)

When Drusilla drew back her fangs, Winry gasped as reflex. While the vampire drug her away she tried to struggle, but to no avail.

Ed followed quickly after his brother in the search, keeping an eye out for any sign of where Winry, or the reason for her scream were. But it was either too dark, or nobody was there because he couldn't see a thing.

Realizing that he wouldn't be able to see much in this light, or lack there of, he joined all in calling for her. Hoping as well that there would be some sort of response.

Al hurried along, beside his brother, shouting louder. No no no, this was terrible. How would they find her?

That's when he caught sight of it. A subtle, brief glimpse of movement in the darkness. It could have been anything, but it was something. It might be Winry. It was worth an attempt. He pointed towards it, tapping Ed frantically on the shoulder, hoping for a confirmation as he turned their path that way.

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