Blood on my Hands

[LoneWolf]

You felt the coldness in my eyes,
It's something I'm not revealing.
Though you got used to my disguise,
You can't shake this awful feeling.

It's the me that I let you know,
Cause' I'll never show,
I have my reasons.
I hate to say that I told you so,
But I told you so.

Blood.

The fluid of life.

Red. Flowing... Warm when still inside or just coming out of the body.

Tastes like salt to most humans.

Feels slick and oddly sticky.

Smells like rust to humans, but like honey to a vampire.

To here it dripping from her finger tips. The liquid falling to the ground. This was a brutal kill. The only weapon the small girl had held was a pocket knife. But the kill had felt invigorating. Oddly good. Who knew it would feel like this to succeed in killing a living thing. The red head crouched down to examine her kill. A gang member of sorts. She drew a finger lightly across a wound then took her finger and examined it. Slowly a grin spread across her face.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.

Straight from your eyes it's barely me.
Beautifully so disfigured.
This other side that you can't see,
Just praying you won't remember.

This was like art.

Beautiful.

Killing was like an art. Messy or not. It was artistic. You could kill in so many ways, as you could draw so many things. Anyone is a victim, as anyone is a model. Any killer was an artist. Showing their talent with their kills. This is what she was. An artist. Not a killer. Or perhaps, they were the same.

Feel the pain that I never show,
I hope you know,
It's never healing.
I hate to say that I told you so, but I told you so.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.

The insides.

This kill, had been messy. But glorious. She examined her dead prey. He had taken her for an innocent little girl. That she was not. She'd pulled the knife; so sudden with it. Then cut his stomach open watching his guts literally fall out. Slowly. Since she had stabbed him and drew it across his stomach to involve slow agony. The pain that showed in his eyes was wonderful. Like ice cold lemonade on a hot day. Or in this case... Well, nothing really met the standards for a good analogy here.

Lana. This was Lana that crazy schizophrenic. Well maybe she was crazy. But she was more of an artist, no matter how crazy they thought she was. She then stood strait. And smiled. Looking up slightly she recalled the blood splatter when she'd whipped the knife across his throat; cutting it perfectly, the splatter really was artistic.

Straight from your eyes it's barely me
Beautifully so disfigured.
This other side that you can't see,
Just praying you won't remember.

There's blood.
There's blood.
There's blood, blood, blood.

Turning she walked forward and stopped just inside the alley.

A killer.
A schizophrenic.
A complete crazy psycho-path.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.

There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.
Some things can't be treated so,
Don't make me,
Don't make me be myself around you.

There's blood!

((I think everyone can guess what this is for. XD
Blood on my Hands - The Used))

[Platinum]

((XDD))

Memmories. No existant beings that can be erased, removed, and restored.

Everyone thought that she was gone. Everyone thought that she had dissapeared for good.

She would show them.

She had spent many years looking for the perfect host. The perfect being to share a body with. One that actually wouldn't mind her inside of them. And now she had.

Hello, Lana. Angel said cooly. But since she had no form however, she had to be inside of Lana to speka to her.

Angel was yet another voice in Lana's head.

((Was that okay? >.< I think my brain threw up. I do better soon, I hope. XD I am happy to do serial killer threads, though.))

[LoneWolf]

Back again I... Hear. Lana knew better then to try and ignore this voice. Angel wasn't just a voice though. She knew things. Gave Lana information, and power.

((Hmmm... Who should they run into? XD Ember... XD Funny. LoL.))

[Platinum]

((XD Sure. LoL.))

Yup. You did good, Lana. Very nice choice. Angel said. Although I would've had more fun first. You go too quickly. She complained. Oh well. I guess it's all in your taste...

[LoneWolf]

Lana smirked. Slower next time... Would probably be more fun; wouldn't it? She questioned lightly. The girls light colored dress that went to her knees had blood splattered and dribbled down it.
Was a little messy for me also... She added thoughtfully.

[Platinum]

The figment laughed lightly.
Yes. More fun. I don't always use knives, though those are fun. I also like blunt objects, and fire She told him.
There are five torture groups. Hot, cold, blunt, sharp and loud. She told her... apprentice of sorts.

[Akkii]

((Heehee. She could go after Yun-Yun again... sorry for interrupting. XDDDD Poor guy. At least Lana's a human and he could fight her...))

[LoneWolf]

((Oooh, we could... Though I think she has a bit more strength what with Angel. XD))

Lana nodded slightly. I have a lot to learn. Though I would always like to hold a gun; if things go wrong. She replied. Anyone you would like tortured in particular? The girl asked; tone soft a little teasing. Like a child ready to play.

[Platinum]

Hm, actually, yes. Do you know a certain Yuki Sohma? Angel asked. I don't like him. You wouldn't either

[LoneWolf]

No. But you know right? You can show me where. Tell me. Lana said; smiling lightly. This was amazing. Art. Torture, blood, killing... It was so fun and artistic. That's what she thought.
It's like an art... She told Angel.

[Platinum]

It is like an art. You are a sculptor and you can make the people into anything you want. Purred out Angel. And yes, I can tell you where he lives. She said.

[LoneWolf]

I know. When I've... Practiced, I'll make masterpieces. Lana replied. Then added, lead the way. She laughed a bit to herself.

[Platinum]

Angel laughed again at the young girl. After quickly telling her the directions, she said. There's a red headed girl there. Don't try and hurt her. She's... different then other people. She advised.

[LoneWolf]

Lana nodded slightly. I understand then. If she tries to stop me? The girl questioned warily.

[Platinum]

Try an avoid her. She won't hurt you too badly. Angel said. Ember really was a gently beast and wouldn't hurt Lana unless she had too.

[LoneWolf]

Yuki's her mate or something, right? She questioned. I can deal with pain though. Lana added with a smirk. Pain was good to her. The girl could be considered sadistic and a masochist. Just not the first meaning on the latter...

[Platinum]

Yes, but she's stronger and faster then you. We will ried to deal with her in due time. Angle tried to explain.

[LoneWolf]

Understood... Lana replied thoughtfully. The house was near; she thought so. It seemed that it was due to Angel in her head so that she could see some things like that. Especially if the voice wanted her to see. It's near, correct?