[Luke] Death Bites

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

Chicago, Illinois
August 5, 1924

Maggie gave a smile as she brought the cigarette up to her lips before drawing it back. A thin line of smoke escaped as she let out a soft laugh. She had to admit she was enjoying herself but she had also had more drinks then she had ever had in her life. The men surrounding her weren't blind to her beauty and offered to pay for anything her heart desired. Short blonde locks cradled her head as a string of pearls draped down her neck. She was graceful even after a few drink but as time ticked on her abilities to function would suffer greatly. This Australian beauty was living the American dream. She had gotten herself quite a name in the windy city, and quite a reputation. Bootlegging often aided in any poor man or women's dream. Although you were risking a lot with the law as well.

Her eyes wandered to each of the men surrounding her as she placed a finger on her lips. "hmmmm...which one of you lucky gentlemen am I going to spend the rest of the night with?" she teased as her eyes lit up. This was going to be a night to remember. "The night is still young boys, start your bidding and I'll choose a winner. Have a little taste of Sydney if your lucky." She wrapped her arms around one of their neck and kissed up it before moving to the next to to continue her session of teasing. "I'll be waiting as you boys work this out." she smirked before retreating from them to order another drink, she would be looking forward to who was willing to fight for her that night.

[LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON]

Luke had recently come back to America after a long stay serving for the Royal Family in England. Queen Elizabeth II had just been born last year and Luke didn't see him serving under another Elizabeth, not after last time. So he had decided to come home for a little while. Peace seemed a little more natural in the U.S. with the first great war now over, England was still in mourning over the lost soldiers. Many of which had been Luke's friends. Still, even with some man called Adolf Hitler trying to get attention in Germany and the Dawes Plan being made to stop another great war, peace seemed common within the lives of people.

He pushed open the door to a bar and walked in, sorting out his suit as he did so. Even in a place like this it was always good to look presentable. The scent of smoke, beer and blood hit him instantly and if anyone had been paying attention then they would have noticed his face change slightly as he tried to take it all in. He concentrated on the heartbeats of the people for a few seconds before his eyes rested on a blonde whore that was kissing the necks of many men. Luke smirked slightly as he gracefully walked towards her, his footsteps not even making a sound as he walked. Finally he reached her and put his lips near her ear, knowing that he had been too silent for her to notice him. Then he spoke.

"None of these men can give you what I can."

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

Maggie turned her head slightly to see the man that had approached her. He had startled her at first but it wasn't long before she quickly warmed up to him. Her fingers gently stroked down his cheek as she hovered her lips close to his. "Is that so?" she cooed before pulling back slightly and walking off, a new drink in her hand just as the jazz music began to fill the room. This was how she played her games. She was going to reel him in if he was willing to bite. After a few minutes she was out on the dance floor. Maggie was a very good dancer, even with a little alcohol in her system. The Charleston was something she mastered the minute it began to become popular. Her hazel eyes glanced back at Luke as she smiled dancing from one guy to the next. All of them captivated by her elegance. She was living the high life.

As the dance floor began to slow down she made her way over to an empty table and took a seat. There was just something about the gentlemen that had approached her that was irresistible. Never before had she been so eager for him to come back over and speak with her. Maggie had to force her legs to not get up from her seat and go running into his arms. She was always the one in control, not the other way around. Men were always like putty in her hands.

[LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON]

Luke watched the female walk over and dance with some men. He knew exactly what she was up to but he wouldn't sink to the standards she wanted. Leaning against the counter he watched the blonde girl dance before she sat down. Their eyes seemed to be locked onto each other's, neither of them doing what the other wanted. Luke smirked and winked at her before turning to order a drink. He had to act human even if he wasn't one. That wasn't fun. Humans sucked... Now that was ironic.

Luke glanced over to the female as his drink arrived. He raised his eyebrows slightly before gesturing with his finger for her to come to him. Right now he wanted to play with her and he had every intention to make that happen. If she wanted what he thought she did then she was going to have to come back to him. He winked at her again before downing his drink in one. It tasted like dog piss. Not that he had ever tasted what a dog's urine tasted like. Still, it wasn't nice.

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

She was in a trace like state, staring back into his eyes as her body pulled her forward. It wasn't until she was by his side that she had realized she had gotten up from her seat. What was it about him that made him so different? Like a moth to a burning light she was pulled to him. Maggie knew she should have been scared at this point but everything about him seemed prefect. She planted a kiss on his lips before pulling herself back to exam him. "Who are you?" she asked gently as she stroked his cheek with a smirk. Her accent even stronger then before. "Why are you so prefect?" she said in almost a whisper. This felt like a dream. "God, I must be really drunk." she trailed off.

This had been the first time that she had approached a man. Normally it was the other way around. The control that she valued was slipping through her fingers as she found herself completely in awe of the man in front of her. This wasn't love...this was something different but she just couldn't put her finger on it. The truth was she wanted him and she would follow him to the ends of the earth if he asked. Maggie was under his spell.

[LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON]

He watched as the female walked towards him, a smirk on his face as she did so. It was a little funny that she had come to him like he wanted and he didn't even have to glamour her. Of course it was better this way, means she wasn't a mindless zombie and he could have fun with her whilst she was herself. As she kissed him he took in her scent and the taste of her, trying to get a little bit of a feeling for what was inside her body; the warm blood that was keeping her heart beating.

She looked at him and he looked back at her, feeling her hand stroke his cheek, "who are you?" He smiled at her question but didn't answer, not yet ready to reveal his name or what he was to her. "Why are you so perfect?" Australians were cute, in the sense that you would hug them and then kill them. The only thing keeping her alive was the single idea running through his mind and the fact that she was beautiful... and blonde. Luke had a thing for the blondes. "Perfect? I am far from that, my dear."

His eyes contnued to stare into hers as he could tell she was interested in him. That was the gift of being a vampire. Everyone suddenly started falling for you at the first sight. Luke smiled before leaning forward and whispering in her ear, his hands now on her waist as he pulled her closer to him, "how about we ditch this place and do what we both really want to do."

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

The minute Luke suggested they leave Maggie pull towards the door. Her lips weren't able to stay off of him as she walked backwards, occasionally stumbling but catching herself. Maggie only got a few feet out the door before she found herself pinning him against the wall her hands already unbuttoning his shirt as her kisses wandered down his neck. "We can't do it here." she said as she took a breath before she went back to kissing him. She knew they needed to go back to her place or at least his but she wanted him now and that moment. Maggie couldn't bring herself to move any further. Her body pressed up against his as her hands wandered down his chest.

A couple walked by and looked at their display of affection in disgust. A lot of the older folks were sure the younger generation was going to hell in a hand basket with everything they did. The drinkin, the sex, the dancing. Everything about the 1920's was based around pushing the envelope, something that Maggie was good at. Every inch of her was on fire as she deepened her kisses. She had never felt like this before and wondered why she was going so crazy. "My name is Maggie." she finally said after another breath.

[LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON]

It had been almost the very second he had finished speaking that the female was pulling him towards the door, his feet gliding along the floor as they walked, the female kissing him as she moved backwards. She was playing into his trap and things were only going to get a lot more interesting for them. After a few moments they were outside and the blonde girl had him pinned against the wall, her hands unbuttoning his shirt as though there was something she wanted underneath it. Her kisses ran down his neck and Luke certainly wasn't going to complain, he enjoyed it. One of his hands took place on her waist, holding her close to him as they kissed. "We can't do it here." That was true. It would be more dignified to do this somewhere private. "I agree."

A couple walked by and seemed to be disgusted by what they saw Luke and Maggie doing. Not that it mattered. Luke could kill them if he wanted. Instead he remained as polite as possible and gave them the finger before going back to kissing the blonde. "My name is Maggie." Luke looked at her and smiled, his hands firmly on her waist, holding her against him, "is that so? Well, my dear, you can call me anything you like." He smirked slightly as he kissed her neck, his eyes flickering black for a second as his lips felt her pulse. Even under the skin Luke could feel Maggie's blood pumping through her body, getting faster and faster the more things between them progressed. He knew that any second now he would be getting what he wanted.

As his eyes turned normal he stared at Maggie once more, "why don't we go to your place and you can show me what i've been missing out on for all these years." Luke leaned forward slightly and whispered in her ear, "I want to see what is hiding underneath the fabric."

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

Within a matter of seconds Maggie had hailed a cap and was pulling Luke into it as she kissed him more and more. She could hardly wait till she reached her apartment. The cab driver muttered something coldly before Maggie turned her head only for a moment and barked the directions to him before they were speeding off down the road. Minutes later they had reached her place and Maggie was dragging him up the steps and to her room. She slammed the door and laugh slightly as she stumbled into him a result from her drinks. Her kisses deepened as she began to undress him. She wanted him so badly and there was nothing that was going to get in her way of having him. Maggie pushed him on the bed before she lost every inch of fabric on her. A smirk spread across her face as she slip a hand up his now bare chest. "Your all Mine." she whispered.


Maggie laid in his arms, a kiss wandering up to his lips every now and then as she gazed back into his eyes. "Are you going to stick around...or are you going to leave like the others?" there was no disguising her thick aussie accent as she stroked his cheeks. He was unbelievable and part of her wanted to know him even more. "I know this will sound weird and all but I think I could do the whole love thing with a guy like you. Maybe I'm just confusing that with lust though."

[LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON]

The girl called Maggie hailed down a cab and suddenly Luke found himself being pulled inside as the female continued to kiss him. He paid no interest in her interaction with the driver just the fact she was a hot blonde and she wanted him as much as he wanted to get inside her. After a few minutes they had arrived and suddenly Luke was being dragged out of the cab and up the stairs to her bedroom. The female still kissed him as she took off his clothing, Luke did like where this was going and secretly he hoped she would too.

He found himself being pushed onto the bed as she got undressed, his eyes admiring her naked body as she rubbed his bare chest and said he was hers. If the truth was to be told, it was the opposite. She was the human, she belonged to him. Sex was because he wanted it. Sparing her life would come if she pleased him. Luke held her close as she laid in his arms, they kissed a few times before she asked if he was sticking around, her thick Austalian accent fascinating him, her hands on his cheeks, his on her waist. Then Maggie gave him a speech about her loving him and Luke smirked as he kissed down her neck, "we'll see how things go babe. I intend to have you for as long as possible though."

Then suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he was holding her down on the bed. His hands pining her wrists down as he kissed her body all over, the covers the only thing keeping them from being exposed. He wanted her right now.

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

Maggie's breathing was heavy as she laid next to him. She kissed him several time and smiled. "Thanks for the company, I had a good time." She gave a small yawn as she closed her eyes and laid in his arms. She was tired and it was very apparent by how much she seemed to be slowing down. "What are your plans for tomorrow? Maybe I can show you around a bit...you can keep me company a little longer." She opened her eyes slightly and stroked his cheek.

Maggie had never met a man that had captivated her so much. It has always seemed to be the other way around. Yet right at this moment it seemed that Luke had her wrapped around his finger. She would do anything to have him stay a little longer. She didn't want to lose him. That night had been a night to remember. With one last kiss to his cheek she laid back down and fell asleep. She hoped that she won't be too hungover in the morning, but that always seemed to be some what of a normal occurrence for her considering how much she went out. She was used to it.

[LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON]

The girl called Maggie rambled on and on, Luke didn't care what about, he wasn't paying attention. He held her in his arms and kissed her once in a while until she finally fell asleep. Playing with her hair he smirked and waited until the right moment. Luke had plans for this female and nothing was messing them up. He was going to get straight into it. Luke knew what he wanted to do and he knew how to do it. A little laugh escaped his lips as he moved away from her slightly, "such a pretty little thing."

He smirked and kissed her forehead before grabbing her arms and pinning her to the bed, his fangs extending and roughly biting into her neck. Luke began drinking her blood as he held her down, getting turned on slightly by the excitement of it all. He moved his mouth away and growled lightly before biting into her again and continuing with the drinking of her blood. His plan was in motion and soon it would be on it's way to the conclusion. The conclusion of her human life.

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

Maggie was in a deep sleep. Her dreams drifted back to the speakeasy...she was in a dress and dancing with luke. Her smile never left her face as she kissed him and countined to dance. It was a waltz a slower song, but she didn't mind. It seemed like all eyes were on the two of them as the music began to pick up. Everything about him was prefect, she even found herself stumbling slightly as she tried hard to keep up with what seemed like his flawless motions on the dance floor. She looked deep into his eyes and felt herself melt. Then the music took a drastic change and his speed began to pick up. He seemed different, his eyes were darker and it frightened her. As she tried to push away she felt his grip on her tightening. Then, to her horror he reveal a pair of fangs right before sinking it into her neck.

Maggie's eyes shot opened as she gave a gasp. It was then that she was slowly realizing that her dream was now a reality. Her heart began to pound faster and faster only making her weaker. Her warm blood pumping straight into his mouth. She saw the room around her getting fuzzy and felt the warm tears gushing from her eyes. This was it. This was the end of her life.

[LUKE ANDREW JOHNSON]

Luke continued to drink her warm blood, even as she woke up, it tasted sweet and was by far the best he had ever had. He wanted more and more, and that is exactly why he continued. Draining her to the point where she was almost dead. Then he kissed her. "not long now, Maggie." He put his fangs back into her neck and drained the rest of her blood, making her a lifeless body. A laugh escaped his mouth again. He had never turned anyone before. This should be fun... If he did it right, that it.

He ripped his wrist open with his fangs and pressed it to her lips, rubbing her throat with his other hand so that she was forced to drink his blood. "come now Maggie, this will make you better. Drink up." Luke stared at her and smirked as he forced her to keep drinking, soon she would find his blood appealing and would drink for herself, until then this would do. As his blood poured down her throat he couldn't help but admire her body. Perhaps they would be lovers at some point in their vampire life. Only time could tell.

[MAGGIE RENE EVANS]

Maggie was at deaths door. Each breath seemed harder for her. Blood...it sickened her but the taste began to grow as she went from gaging to wanting more and more. She didn't know what she was doing, she could barely think straight because of how weak she was. Maggie gasped again as she felt the sting from his bite. The venom now racing through her body as her muscles tensed and ached. There was a burning deep from inside her gums as she pressed her lips against his wrist and kept drinking. She was disgusted by what she was doing but she couldn't stop. There was a part of her that felt this was the only way to live. Her body fighting death as each second ticked by. Was she about to cheat it?

Maggie gave a moan as she pulled herself up, the blood becoming like honey to her lips as she got more aggressive. Maggie stopped for a mere second to gasp as she looked up at him in horror. "What's happening to me?" her body began to shake as she felt herself break down. The muscles inside her body jerking about as she fought with death.