Elizabet was stunned, but that didn't stop her body from reacting to the women that were approaching her with the intent to kill her. She ran further into the forest and each step that landed on the ground, it jolted through her causing pain from the stab wound on her back. Each jolt of pain was a reminder that she was a demon and not supposed to be mixing with humans. Elizabet quickly searched the area finding an adequate hiding spot to wait them out.
The women searched the woods for Elizabet for several hours. However, they let empty handed. Elizabet fearing a potential trap waited until well after midnight before she left her hiding spot to continue her journey. She did not head back to her what she thought was her home and her sisters. It was now that she realized that she had no family and she had no home.
Elizabet wandered through the forest steering clear of any road. As she walked the blood from the wound soaked through her nightgown, but she didn't care. As the hours wore on her heart continued to harden with each step.
Her resolve of the despicable nature of humans was solidified. She would have nothing more to do with those horrible creatures. Well, other than the fact that they were her food, but they were nothing more to her. She would not trust them ever again.
In the distance she knew she was approaching a town. Elizabet could tell by the humans trampling feet and their complete disregard for the environment. She would make all humans pay. They were nothing but scum of the earth. Their only function was sustenance.
She sought refuge in a nearby cave and it was there that Elizabet developed a plan; when it would become dark she would head to the town stealing clothing from the humans (they tended to think poorly at the sight of blood). She would find a male to feed from and then leave the town as she knew it was too close to her previous one.
As the sun began to set and the humans took to their beds; Elizabet walked into the town quietly, looking for an easy target. In a simple villa it was there she decided to make a young couple her prey. She snuck in the house with ease...stupid humans she thought to herself. She heard the sounds of a snoring human and followed the sound.
Elizabet entered the master bedroom and the young couple lay side by side in their simple shifts. From the scent in the air, she could tell that they had sex and a wicked smile crossed her face. She exited once again and headed to the kitchen, she grabbed a simple, but sharp blade and made her way back to the room.
Elizabet walked into the room, her feet padding silently on the stone floor. This was what she was meant for. The silly humans thought she was a demon, she would make sure she didn't let them down, she would truly act like the evil creature they believed her to be. She would leave chaos and despair in her wake....and not to mention blood! The thought was thrilling. Her heart began to beat wildly with excitement.
She entered the couples room and headed to the side of the bed that the female lay on. Elizabet leaned in close, the blade hoovering mere inches away from the girls throat.
Elizabet stayed like that, frozen over the young human. Her heart beat oddly, not in the thrill she was expecting but rather trepidation. If she began on this path, her fate was sealed and there would be no way she could come back. Elizabet tried to steady her breathing to calm herself down. Elizabet reasoned with herself, humans deserved this fate. But, something lingered in the back of her mind. Her heart too seemed uncomfortable with the situation.
Unfortunately, the woman opened her eyes. Shock than followed quickly by terror. The woman opened her mouth to scream however, she would never get the opportunity. Elizabet effortlessly took the knife and ran it along the woman's neck. With the dying human, Elizabet had chosen her path. There was some sadness within her heart, but she reasoned with herself, what was done was done and there really was no reason for her not to feast upon the male.
Using her abilities as a Succubus she let her raw and sexual energy leak out and like a moth to a flame, the man woke up. He didn't even register his dead wife next to him. Elizabet thereby took the human male for the ride of his life.
Pure ecstasy.
Elizabet had already chosen her path she thought to herself and she felt no remorse (it was what she kept telling herself) as she took his life force from him. It had been over 24 hours since she had last fed, and it was wonderful. When his body was spent, Elizabet removed herself from the stiff man and she grabbed the knife and lay it in his hands.
It didn't matter if she framed him as he had long since expired.
Elizabet looked at herself in the mirror, noticing the further blood stained clothes. However, her stab wound had long since repaired itself after she consumed the male. She was whole again and she would never make the same mistake again.