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It's been over five years since the dead began to rise, and an overwhelming force of demonic enemies are running rampant in the streets. The population of undead are growing and constantly on the move, but can humanity survive such a deadly plague? Or is it already too late?
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An elegant woman wearing an ankle length crimson red dress. ( www.weddingdressessaleshop.com/images/Jasmine-Mother-of-the-Bride-Dress-Style-J1799-201113667.jpg This dress) She stood several feet from the water, making sure to not be too close to where the filthy mud could be. Freya had desired to leave her home and go to an open place, preferably near water. She had grown bored of torturing and killing humans, of wreaking havoc. While she seduced several people in that process, it all became so mundane and boring. The Overmind wanted something more. She wanted servants and little pets. She wanted to be pampered by them, not the stupid and hideous Lessers. But most of all she longed for a lover... no.... lovers. The lust that primarily drove her beckoned to be satisfied more... and her way of wreaking havoc was no longer working. As a diva, she wanted more. She always wanted more...
The Overmind sighed. She would have to start making pets and luring humans and other creatures in to her. The woman took a deep breath, letting those thoughts leave her mind. She came here to relax... to sing.
Her emerald eyes drooped and a serene smile pulled at her lips. Gorgeous soprano notes spilled from her ruby lips and rang through the air. The notes danced and echoed throughout the park. Her whole body was relaxed as she made the glorious and enchanting music.
He found the park the best place to come and relax. A place he found that he came to enjoy. It was the most quiet but calmly world. Rowen began to fall in love with the place, and everything. The birds were rather filled with song. That was something he enjoyed even more! The song, the words!
Wait, birds don't talk.
Rowen paused in midstep, turning his head toward the side. His eyes scanned each little detail, spinning on his feet. Now, that was such a beautiful voice! He loved it! "Voices, do you hear that? So beautiful. Rowen should see yes?"
Rowen brightly grinned at the words seeming to happy dance over toward where the song was coming from. He knew it was a risk, well, some part of him did. But he could careless at the moment. That song was oh so beauitful to his ears. Rowen softly smiled, coming closer toward the source.
And saw a very lovely lady. He smiled softly, listening to her song, trying to see if he knew it. He only saw the back of the woman, so he couldn't tell what she was. But he knew she was a woman. And a very lovely one at that.
As Freya sang the beautiful song, each note hit perfectly, she sensed another presence. It was not a Lesser or an Overmind, so it was probably human. She closed her eyes, deciding to ignore it for now. Her song would be completed before she did anything else. The woman doubted the human would do anything to her. It would be more intrigued by her and her voice than anything else. Whilst singing, she heard a voice... a male voice, say something to her. He complimented her singing and voice. Freya smiled and continued to sing, finishing the last few measures of the song.
Once she was finished, the lust Overmind turned around and faced the human. She raised a brow. He was nice looking. Very cute. And he seemed sweet and polite. Freya gave him an elegant smile.
"Why thank you, kind sir~ Such a nice compliment is always appreciated. I am glad that you enjoyed it," she said, her voice sultry and happy.
Thoughts of having lovers and "pets" went into her head again and she began to ponder if this man would make a possible good candidate. He was attractive and at least appeared to have manners. He also gave her a compliment, which immediately earned brownie points. The woman walked forward, her hips swaying side to side. Her lids drooped, emerald green eyes gazing at him.
"I am Freya Moore. And who are you, if I may ask~?"
Rowen softly smiled in response, closing his eyes as he listened to her song. She had a wonderful voice. It was so smoothing to him and the voices. So calming, and quiet. He loved every part of it.
He quietly titled on his feet, leaning back on his ankles. Oh he was in love with the words! He loved each one, each little word. He stopped though, hearing her finish them and look at her with a soft smile. He titled his head to the side, a confused expression on his face for a second.
She would like to know his name? He grinned. He felt so honored! "Rowen's name is Rowen Storm miss Freya~ We really like your song, you know. The voices and I, Rowen means. Singing is such a fun thing isn't it?" He replied with a grin, seeming to clap his hands in glee.
Stop acting like a child...
"Voices, Rowen does not act like a child." He muttered, not very happy. How mean of them! He glanced at the woman once again, deciding right then that she wasn't human. She did look it but he knew she wasn't. Her skin seemed a bit paler then his. It was rather strange...
She could sense his pleasure from his music and it delighted her. Freya gave him a pretty smile.
"Ah, another music admirer~ I am so glad. It is hard to find people who appreciate such things these days," she said to him.
Freya let out an elegant chuckle, finding this human adorable and amusing. It appeared he had some sort of mental condition, but she ignored it, wanting him to feel comfortable. She would play along with him and these voices, interested in getting to know this mortal more. The Overmind had been longing for "pets" and lovers.... perhaps this human could be one? If she played her cards correctly, she calculated that it would be easy to manipulate him and have him as her own.
She walked forward, her eyes drooped kindly. "It is nice to meet you, Rowan." Her voice became more intimate, her emerald orbs gazing at him. "And please. Call me Freya, darling...s~"
Her lips pursed and she gave him a smile. Her hand ran through her long waves. "The voices and you? All of you enjoyed it?" she smiled at him, her eyes slightly playful. "Oh, you all know how to compliment a woman~"
The Overmind nodded in agreement. "Yes, it is. I love to sing~"
Freya blinked and then gave an elegant giggle. She closed the distance between them, her eyes drooping sensually. The woman practically emanated sexuality... in an elegant way of course.
She placed a gentle, slender hand on his chest, over his heart. Freya tilted her head, smiling at him. "I agree. You are definitely not a child." She leaned forward slightly, looking up at him with a tint of lust. "You are a man."
Her libido was telling Freya to quickly seduce and capture this human and the diva agreed. They both wanted a lover and servant... or a pet.
She was an interesting woman she was. He titled his head to the side in response. She was different."Rowen likes that name, Freya. It fits you. Its unique and different, you are Rowen believes. We love your music. The voices think it was the most wonderful thing they ever heard. And thats something you know!"
Rowen stared at her in response, watching as she got closer. He didn't like it too much, but she was treating him with respect though. So that was a good thing, wasn't it? Rowe didn't know. He quietly watched as she raised her hand, quietly resting it on his chest. He felt her skin, which seemed to be cold and different. It wasn't like his skin that was for sure.
"Rowen knows that. Rowen is 16 you see. Rowen isn't a child, but the voices think otherwise. They're sometimes mean, but Rowen likes them." He stopped speaking, feeling her hand where it rested against his chest. Curious, he moved is own , seeming to poke her hand. "Rowen doesn't understand why your touching Rowen's chest. It doesn't make sense to me..." He admitted, titling his head to the side looking at her.
This young man continued to compliment her, piling up brownie points. Freya was really starting to like this human. His words made her diva feathers fluff up happily. Her lips pursed and she smiled.
“Oh, you continue to compliment me so, Rowen darling~ You are too sweet,” she said, waving her hand up and down. “First you compliment my voice and now my name? And the most wonderful sound in the world?” She winked, giving him a playful expression. “You are causing my heart to pitter patter~”
Freya nodded, agreeing with him. He was still a boy, but she wouldn't tell him that. A male at that age could easily switch from boy to man. She could do it in a snap... hell, at this rate, she intended too. “Yes, you are certainly not a boy. At sixteen, you are already an adult.”
She tilted her head, her eyes looking at him warmly. “You know, you should not allow them to say such mean things and to discourage you. They are just jealous and insecure of themselves.”
His innocence immensely amused the Overmind. If anything, it simply attracted her more. She chuckled, her eyes burning into his, taking another step forward and running her hand up his chest.
“Confused are you? Well, I am doing so because you are so handsome and so sweet to me. And I wanted... to feel your heart to see if your words were true, and they are, I can tell.” She placed another hand on him, this one on his cheek. She smirked at him, lust and desire in her eyes and expression. Freya leaned forward and placed her lips beside his ear. She whispered, “I can make it make sense to you if you so wish, dear sweet Rowen~”
He blinked quietly in reply, watching her actions full of curiousity. He wondered what she was like. Yet she was happy that he flattered her so. He smiled. He did a good job didn't he? Rowen was happy by that idea! He grinned brightly happy to know she was happy with his words. He clapped his hands together in glee. Now that was a happy thought wasn't it?
"Rowen is glad you like it. Rowen thought you wouldn't, nor would you like Rowen because of the voices. And how Rowen talks. People stare at Rowen weird because o that you know." He admitted, looking down at her hands. Now what was she up too?
" They are just jealous and insecure of themselves.”
He blinked in response titling his head. She was mean wasn't she? But why didn't that bother him? "The voices...Rowen doesn't know. The voices been with Rowen for so very long you know. Rowen doesn't mind them being a little mean..." He sighed softly, bowing his head in reply. He wasn't happy about that. But he didn't let it bother him too much.
"Show Rowen? Rowen is always confused...Rowen doesn't know many things. But Rowen does know music very well. But other things...not so much. Freya, you will show Rowen and the voices?" He questioned, head titled once more. He seemed to...like that idea.
Freya shakes her head, smiling at the teen. "No, no. I love it~ And I do not mind the voices in the least bit. You are kind and sweet. That is all that matters. Many humans in this world are brash and foolish. You are different as well, which makes you very intriguing. I want to find out more about you. Letting something so small stand in the way of us getting to know one another more would be silly, would it not?"
She pouted her plump lips, giving him a 'poor baby' expression. "Those people are cruel. Ignore there mean looks and words. They do not matter in the least."
The Overmind nodded at his words. "I see." To be honest, his words mostly went through one ear and out the other, only catching tidbits. She was distracted by her libido and gazing at his body and face to catch all of his words.
So this mortal had no experience in anything lust related? Well, he was still young and the apocalypse would have caused numerous setbacks for people. At the thought of teaching him these things and taking his innocence... it made her internally shudder in delight. He was be so much fun to play with and could potentially make a wonderful lover or pet.
Freya pressed her lips against his ear lightly, her cool breath hitting his skin. "Yes, I will show you. I can show you so much. Oh, so much, darling Rowen~ I can make it so that you are no longer confused."
The hand on his chest began to lower and the hand on his cheek slid down to his jaw, which she traced, and began to trail his throat. Her body filled with lust and felt heated even though her body was cool. She wanted him so badly right now, his innocence damn near irresistible.
Rowen wasn't entirely sure what to think at the moment. He couldn't quite tell if she was telling the truth or she was just faking her caring nature to him. All he knew was that she wasn't human in any form. He probably shouldn't even be talking to her at the moment. And yet...why couldn't he walk away?
Rowen, walk away.
Rowen frowned at the negative voice, glancing back up at the woman. But she understood him...she seemed to care about what he thought. She wasn't telling him to go away and rot in a ditch. She was being nice. Wasn't she? He didn't know.
"Rowen guesses...then again Rowen doesn't know what to think. Rowen doesn't know whether to listen to the voices, who always helped in the past, or listen to you. Rowen really doesn't know. Then again, Rowen would like to not be confused anymore by your words." He grumbled, watching her hands.
He sighed out a breath, one that could either be seen as upset or unsure. He leaned in to the hand against his neck, seeming to like the feel. But Rowen still didn't know.
Instead, he moved her hands, taking a step back and beginning to pace around. He didn't know what to think anymore. He didn't know! He grumbled, getting easily frustrated. "Rowen doesn't know. Rowen doesn't know." He protested with an upset whine. How upsetting!