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Log: Complete

When; Feb 17th; Gluttony day
Rating; R for blood.
Characters; Divia [

goddessdivia] and Walter Dornez [

dark_butler]
Summary; Walter is heavily affected by gluttony and Divia can not bear to see a hungry vampire go unfed.
Log;

The ravenous intentions of several of her kind called out to her. Starving vampires ready to wreck havoc for blood...now that was her idea of fun. Yes, she would play the role of Ancient Mother and see that all her "children" who hungered would be fed. Any good mother would not want to see her children go without after all.

The General's pupil had seemed particularly hungry and it was through that hunger that Divia could see why Lucius had been interested in him. Walter was simply fascinating in his ravenous hunger...he so had to be fed. And Divia was more than willing to offer up some fresh meat.

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To call it hunger was to call the sun a candle flame. To call it a burning, gnawing, aching void in his very soul that demanded to be filled with sanguine heat would be slightly overwrought and verbose, but come so much closer to what it was.

Walter had woken with Alucard's small body curled against his and had been so very tempted by the vampire's blood.

That more than anything had propelled him out of his flat. He had only just gotten a hold on his sanity, he did not want to lose it attacking someone so dear to him.

The first had been in the hallway, just a few doors down from his flat. She hadn't even had time to scream before he had ripped her throat open and drunk until the feeble pulses of blood had slowed and then stopped.

He had tossed her aside like an empty beer bottle and moved on to the next.

And the next.

And he was still hungry.

He'd already lost count of how many bodies he had left in his wake when he sensed her. Perhaps he should be frightened, or at least slightly awed; he was just a walking hunger.

The small Ancient vampire walked out into the open two struggling teenage girls in her grasp. Both girls crying and fighting against Divia's clutches. "Please don't kill us," one begged and pleaded, while the other merely whimpered and sobbed.

"Do have a shred of diginity will you? Your deaths shall serve a higher purpose. I did promise my precious ones that they would be fed," Divia said with a cruel laugh. "They must be fed to their heart's content."

Making eye contact with Walter and seeing the bottomless hunger in his gaze, Divia smiled before shoving one of the screaming girls into his grasp. "I hear virgin sacrifices are a delicacy in your world," she added laughing even more cruelly. The other girl in her grasp trying desperately to get away.

Walter took the girl without consideration. His hands clamped down over her arms while she struggled helplessly, crying out for rescue or release or something other than the death at the hands of a monster that loomed in her immediate future.

Habit pushed through the craving for an ironic moment where he focused on Divia with some amount of cognizance in his gaze. "Thank you."

Then he released one of the girl's arms to grab her hair and pull her head back. He tore into her throat with a mouthful of teeth that bore more resemblance to those of a shark than a pair of tidy little fangs.

Divia only smiled at Walter's words. Perhaps this one losing his humanity completely would be entertaining. She made a mental note to keep an eye on him.

The girl in Divia's iron grip screamed and struggled even more seeing what had become of her friend. Divia's hold tightened to the point that bones could be heard breaking. The girl cried out in pain as Divia's nails dug deeper into her skin drawing forth tendrils of blood.

"Hush now, he's hungry," she said pulling the girl to her feet. "It's your turn to feed his hunger...clearly your friend is not enough. I suspect you will not sate him either but at least know you served your purpose cattle!" Divia said with a snarl as she threw the girl at Walter's feet.

The girl looked up at Walter horrified and completely frozen on the spot.

After gorging on the first girl, he dropped her body carelessly and hauled the other one to her feet. She cried out in pain when his grip ground broken bones together.

The sound he made when he buried his teeth in her throat was a feral combination of hunger, lust, frustration, and anger. No matter how many people he killed, he couldn't take the edge off his need.

He could feel his victims stretched out behind him like beads on a chain, rising to their feet and shambling aimlessly without direction from their master. He didn't care about them any more than he cared about the girl he'd just discarded who was already starting to restlessly move limbs she had yet to regain conrol of.

"Oh so hungry...the city still awaits you," Divia said, her voice carrying a motherly tone as she pointing toward a group of unsuspecting innocents.

The innocents had yet to come in contact with the ghouls that Walter had been making and thus were completely clueless as to what was about to befall them.

Looking deceptively harmless Divia stepped out in front the group of young people blocking their path. The river of blood flow just as she said it would.

She was feeding him. Walter was mostly acting on instinct. The vampire's instinct was a pre-programmed set of intructions he'd only slapped some human mores on top of.

This stripped away the human mores, leaving him with hunger and a sort of gratitude to Divia for helping keep the ache at bay.

The people she was bringing to him, or him to them, slowed down and split to walk around her.

Divia's smile turned quite devious as she lashed out at the group knocking three of them into a nearby wall stunning them. Of the remaining three that were still standing only one managed to get passed Divia leaving her friends to fend for themselves.

"Wrong way dear heart, there is only more death and destruction ahead of you," Divia called out to the young woman who ran unknowingly into Walter's path.

Divia roughly held onto the throats of the two men in her grasp waiting for Walter eat the frightened girl before she offered up the rest of the group to him.

The girl ran right into Walter's hands. Another scream, another tearing, another dead body.

He'd already filled his stomach, everything now was just... gluttony. Which didn't stop him in the least.

Eyes glowing red, mouth stretched in a biting grin, he stalked out of the dark where he'd left his latest castoff and into the light to take what Divia was offering to him.

Ah yes come to mother precious. She'll make sure you have as however many you want. Divia thought darkly.

Her grip on the men increased as they both gasped and struggled for air, while their eyes clearly projected that of a deer caught in the headlights.

"Are you men or mice?" she asked, picking both of them up and easily throwing them back toward Walter. "Stay!" she commanded the humans, her tone compelling. Both men froze and looked toward Divia as if in trances.

"He wants more. Feed him," she ordered. Both men climbed to their feet and began unfastening their collars as they turned to Walter and waited obediently.

Divia smiled broadly fangs gleaming and eyes completely yellowish green now. And the foolish mortals thought they could stop her from indulging her poor hungry little dears. Not likely.

Walter didn't care if they were willing or unwilling, afraid or complacent. He cared that their hearts beat, their blood flowed hot, that for at least the moment when he had his fangs in their flesh, the driving need abated.

Only to return unassuaged the moment he dropped each body to the ground. More discards.

More ghouls to wander behind him without their master's will to compel them.

The look he turned on Divia might almost have held affection before he moved onward to the three she'd initially stunned.

Divia merely watched smiling as Walter feasted on the three unconscious humans. This curse was turning into quite delight for her. Not only was he leaving a trail of bodies, the bodies were turning into ghouls and causing more havoc. This was bliss and she would not let it end before midnight.

Lucius could not appreciate what a good dark Mother she made but Walter seemed to be quite appreciative. How touching in a dark and twisted way. Try as they might Divia would let no one find Walter and stop him. No this dear one was going to have his fill until the clock struck midnight. She would make sure of it.

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