Russels death

*Walking in the shadows of the night amoung the trees. Making sure there was no one around he sat on the stump. Hands covering his face he closed his eyes immediantly replaying Russel's death in his mind.

They could smell the most amazing smell of blood Steve had smelt. Going here and there searching for what they coundn't see was driving both Russel and him insane. From this side of the feild to the next and back again over and over. Then suddenly there was a fairy. Smelling like the heavens had opened, sweet, fresh, pure, it sent all your senses into over drive. Overwhelming need to getto the source to consume every last drop of her blood. Russel as quick as a bolt of lightening had truck, Taking long pulls of blood from her neck. Standing there watching and the fairys light draining and dwindeling until nothing was left.


Opening his eyes again as he didn't want to visualise anymore, He got up and headed further into the trees. Not knowing quite what to do or where to go. Being on tv turned out to be a pain in the back side, now he had to be carefull to many would recognise him. Keeping a low profile was the only thing he was sure of for now.*

*Finding a place to rest for the day, had been harder than he thought. Luck was in it today as he found a abandoned cabin with a light tight cupboard. As he settled for the night, dread hit him. Would it be more memories of that night Russell had died.
Crouching into the corner, he let his mind go in mercy of his thoughts.

Russel had wiped his mouth and licked the blood of the fairy he had dr
ained. Straight away Russel became crazed again advancing ahead. Beems of light began flying towards Russel, Seeming to resist what should have brought him down he got closer. From out of no where Eric Northman appeared no sooner was Russel alive was he dead. A pool of blood and slime.-

Nooooooo! -Bolting up in shear panic with blooded tears running from his eyes. Oh Russel what should i do????