Laila Starter

A young looking, tall woman was wandering the streets of Aerilon, seemingly aimlessly. She was dressed rather flashily, with a bright red, polka-dotted jacket, short blue skirt, yellow and green striped over-the-knee socks, pink boots and a purple collar around her neck, she was a bit of a colorful mix. Her red hair lowered down to her shoulders on the sides. She seemed to not really fit into the dark, gloomy atmosphere, people watching her from the sides of the streets. What could she possibly be doing here, alone, at night? This attracted the attention of one man in particular, hiding in the shadows of an alleyway. Who did this bitch think she was? She should know better than to wander about dressed like ​that​ in his turf. Cackling, the figure stepped back, and climbed atop of the roof of the building, trailing the girl. Once she was alone, away from any other civies who could act as witnesses, he pounced her, sinking his sharp, filed-down teeth into her flesh, his eyes closing at the excitement. Oh, how he had awaited this moment, to feel the blood flow into his- wait, something was wrong. The man blinked his eyes open upon realizing there wasn't any blood. He was biting into what appeared to be some sort of jelly. He pulled his teeth out of the thing, and was about to turn around, when he felt sharp pain in the back of his head. Then in his neck, then in his spine. He screamed out, collapsing forward. His hands were pinned down, blood gushing out as what appeared to be large needles had been forced through his flesh and bone, and into the ground below. He frantically looked about, trying to move his head around to look at his assailant. The woman was standing over him, grinning, the previously innocent features now appearing so much more sinister, a certain aura of terror circling around her. The man screamed, but was cut short as her boot went down on his jaw, shattering it. Tears began to stream down his cheeks, as the woman crouched down next to him, gliding her finger across his chin and lips. "Oh, honey. You should know better than to attack a girl like that. Some would find it rude." Those were the last words the man heard, before one final needle was stabbed into his head, breaking through the skull and tearing the brain, killing him instantly. The woman stood up once more, laughing. "Oh, and they thought you were a major threat. How cute."