Hybrid Theories (Closed Starter with rian-garou)

Rian looked amused for a moment as he listened in with half an ear to both vampires through the hunting link, his eyes flickering back to Armand, serious but glittering with a hidden smile. He hadn’t thought about it, but he could easily bridge these two if he opened enough and they let him stay connected enough to their minds. He had done this enough that it was easier than the vampire way of mental conversation, but if he added a bit of both? They could probably both speak the words and feel the emotion from each other. With their help it would probably easier to do for him than if he’d been the only one with the gift.

He nodded in answer to the words spoken, focusing back on the man waiting for him. He didn’t give it more thought or hesitation, he just sort of sauntered over to the tall man, smiling too sweetly. He could already smell fear on him, maybe it was the way Rian moved, or maybe something showed in his eyes as he stopped in front of the other male. He gazed up, crooning words the monster had used far too many times himself “going to make you hurt so good, baby. You know you’ll love it” another smile, this time with fangs flashing and the man was backing away. The wolf got riled up when the target backed off and Rian was on him before he could take another step.

He was  quite a bit shorter than this one, but as it turned out in perfect height to go for the throat. Perhaps the ideal size when hunting the male part of the population was something closer to Rian and Armand’s stature than Daniel’s. The smug observation carried through the link right before his fingers curled into dark hair, yanking the man to him. His arm locked like a steel band around a fragile human body while his fangs sliced almost neatly into an artery.

Hot blood burst into his mouth, and he was gone, drinking greedily, ripping at the sensitive flesh of that throat, drinking him down deeply. Every filthy little thing the man had ever done played through his mind, making him see red. Fingers turned into claws, ripping into flesh while he drank. He could smell the blood all around him now, his head shaking violently as he held the man by the throat before slamming him up against the brick wall behind them. He bit into him again and again, chunks of flesh tearing loose, blood painting his face, then the claw tipped hand landed on the man’s chest, slowly pushing into soft flesh and hard bone.

Daniel sensed Rian thinking over what he had heard via Armands side of the link. “Bridging the gap - so they could feel and hear eachothers emotions through the link” Excitement coursed through him. He missed hearing Armands voice in his head - it sounded ridiculous he knew as he could hear the same voice outloud with his ears. But it harked back to nostalgia from the early days in their courtship. Like a comfortable jumper. Trust his maker to be one step ahead even in the middle of the hunt. The head space that was more wolf than vampire could make this wish come true. The human tensed as Rian strode towards him. Eyes flickering back to himself and resting on Armand for a beat or two longer than polite. Emotion easily read in this nasty piece of works mind. Memories flashed and Daniel would need a shower and mind bleach to clear them out. Even though mostly the sensible part of this mans head knew he was deep in shits creek. The smug predator side peaked out. His maker ticked alot of boxes for this sicko. The hybrid straight infront shifting focus quickly back to the main threat at hand. As Rian repeated the words this man had said to scores of his victims fear won out and the mammalian part of the human backed away from the fangs that doubtlessly were flashed.Which made it worse. As both predators present shared a love for fleeing prey. Heart racing in their ears he pounced. *Laugh it up against the naturally lanky. Though its a simple fix neck to one side.* He always had liked how neatly Armand nestled against his neckline. Not the most perfect scenario for fuzzy romantic thoughts but vampires equalled weirdness and this was just another pre dinner musing for them. As the blood flowed, the mans rotten deeds travelled just as fluidly into Rian. That’s when the claws literally came out and sliced. He had only been this brutal when in the grips of madness. They couldn’t be messy without being able to hide the kill. They had been human once too was another thought to why except for taking hearts they left bodies intact after blood taken. - Would he take flesh as well as blood?- was the first thing he thought of during this carnage. The second thought was cleanup required

Armand saw the light bulb of acknowledgment to his idea. Those turquoise eyes held a weight coupled with a light hearted light in them. It could work this hybrids unique mind space could bridge their very own saddest reality, something shared by most makers and fledglings - the silence. *Do the rules apply between Lestat and yourself?* Possibly not the most opportune moment to ask Rian an indepth question with the scent of this thoroughly wicked mans blood filling his nostrils in anticipation. But there was no rush in the replies. The man was scared but not as much as any sensible man should be, the rules hadn’t applied to this one for a long time. Too confident for all his scruples to be wary. Gaze shifted past Rian to rest on both Daniel and then himself. They were lingering on him for longer, taking his measure in a hungry and calculating manner. He was a textbook example of this human predators preferred male victim. Not so pretty images sliding across his thoughts. Daniel was reading these wants also tensing at his side. “Not to worry, amore. He is just one of many we can show the error of their ways tonight.” As Rian striked and held the taller mans in his coiled deadly embrace, snuggled in close to the main veins in the neck. He heard the accompanying smug observation that went with the hybrids shorter stature. *A better height for many things, Rian indeed. Maybe the oxygen is less rich up there for the height blessed hmmm.* All in jest as he knew Daniel adored how they slotted together. He gave Daniels hand a gentle squeeze widely smiling to show he had heard the joke also, knowing what his loves response had been even if he couldn’t hear it. Years mapping that sense of humour with as much interest as the then mortals bodies. He had rendered prey to various parts in his time. When trying to reach the inner tender morsels. They were all killers, including the man who was now a meal, to dictate how they dispensed them in what way would be splitting hairs . So no judgement in how the wolf side enjoyed dismembering in a messy but fruitful way. Slowly clawing through ribs to the heart cavity. This one man had hurt so many without any reason other than pleasure. Poetic justice. Associates of this man were nearby, a meeting of minds in a nearby dockland warehouse. He communicated this along their connecting thread to Rian. The perfect place to dispose of the soon to be remains. Serendipity at work.