Still Deciding...

vanna is NOT a vampire, so i don't want to hear your crap about copying twilight!

Vanna sunk her long, sharp, ivory white teeth into the dense shoulder of her latest catch. Warm, gurgling blood filling her mouth. She chuckled as the creature let out a screech, it was still alive. The chewy flesh was already beginning to satisfy her craving. She ripped at its chest with long, clawlike fingernails, and dug her way down to the bone. It was barely making a sound now, just whimpers escaping its dull pink lips, color slowly fading from its disgusting face. But Vanna was too engulfed in her delicious meal to notice, it had been a while since she had eaten. The farther down she dug into the creature’s thick body, the better it got. Skin turned to muscles, muscles to bone, and bone to a still beating heart. Her eyes grew wide as she tore open a brittle rib cage, and reached in. She held the thing like a trophy. Licked it with a long, black tongue, and a smile curled upon her lips. Within seconds, it was gone. Making its way through her esophagus by now. She licked her bone white fingers, tasting every last drop of blood. Suddenly, a piercing cry erupted, and she was yanked back to reality. The miniature creature howled. Vanna cringed, how she hated the things. Should she just eat this one too? She decided against it. She detested humans, but the thing that sat on the ground wailing was just a baby. She had to admit, she felt the slightest bit of remorse at killing its mother, but she had to eat. She picked up the wretched thing, holding it as if it was infected with a disease. A sudden, unexpected maternal instinct kicked in, and she cooed at it, rocking from side to side. Eventually, the screams died down, and its tiny blue eyes drifted shut. A tiny smile replaced Vanna's frown, but there was no way she was going to admit to actually liking the thing. She looked around; at least it hadn't attracted any attention, but what now? If she brought it back home, it would surely be eaten. And there was no way she could pass it off as her own. Or could she? She pondered the thought for a moment. Raise a human? Was it even possible? Would anyone believe her?
She had only been away from home for a month or so...her mother had once told her that creatures like them only stayed pregnant for 2.
Vanna stopped cold as she saw two glowing, yellow eyes peering at her from the dark depths of the snowy forest around her. “Who’s there?” She growled ferociously, her emotions crashing and swirling inside of her, she was not one to mess with today. The eyes blinked, but no voice responded. Vanna breathed heavily as her rage swelled. “Show yourself you coward!” she demanded, taking a brave step forward. The eyes merely blinked at her once more. She tore through the dense leaves of a berry bush, sending tiny, poisonous fruits flying in every direction. The eyes were still out of her reach. She stomped forward, her anger fueling her. They continued to stare, mocking her as she moved ever closer. Vanna smiled evilly as she detected the dim outline of a tall figure. Human or not, she was out to kill. She halted as the figure disappeared into thin air. Spinning around in hot fury, she cried out. “what the hell…” she mumbled, searching ferociously for whatever, whoever had been watching her.