Unlife in the Suburbs: Part 11 - Final Chapter (789 hits)
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Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (View user info) at 2005-01-20 21:02:32 EST
This is the last instalment of Unlife in the Suburbs. This series does run chronologically, so I would suggest reading the other chapters prior to this one.
Part 1: http://www.ubersite.com/m/52429
Part 2: http://www.ubersite.com/m/52527
Part 3: http://www.ubersite.com/m/52869
Part 4: http://www.ubersite.com/m/53072
Part 5: http://www.ubersite.com/m/53290
Part 6: http://www.ubersite.com/m/53957
Part 7: http://www.ubersite.com/m/54549
Part 8: http://www.ubersite.com/m/55003
Part 9: http://www.ubersite.com/m/55357
Part 10: http://www.ubersite.com/m/57093
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Chalmers' eyes drop to my cleavage and his guard lowers slightly. I can sense that he is skeptical about my offer, but at the same time, his insufferable ego is beginning to infect his thoughts.
"You will never find another girl like me." The words drip like syrup from my tongue, but he is still unconvinced. I lean in closer. "I could be anything for you; your servant, your lover, your whore." I whisper in his ear, his face inches from my chest. "I could be your greatest conquest ever."
He doesn't say anything; all that comes from his mouth is his warm breath, flowing over my neck and breasts. His mind and body language say all that I need to hear, a quickening heartbeat, a fresh gleam in his eyes and a mind on the verge of handing all power from reason to lust.
My voice is so intoxicating that most mortals would have suffered from a sensory overload by this point, but Chalmers needs a little more encouragement before he falls to me. I sit back, his eyes glued to my chest. I allow myself a cheeky smile before reaching up and ripping my midriff top from my body. The fabric tears like gossamer in my hand and I drop the ruined garment at my feet.
Chalmers blinks slowly, his gaze returning with pure lust in his eyes - my bare breasts the sole focus of his attention. I run a finger coyly down my right breast, gliding over the smooth, creamy skin, tracing a small circle around my pert nipple. For a moment, he sits motionless, transfixed, his blue eyes open wide, watching my hand roam over my naked torso. He may be a powerful vampire, but he is still as susceptible to my charms as any man.
Suddenly, he pounces, and I feel him on top of me, questing hands find my breasts as he mashes his face against mine in an attempted kiss. Not wanting to shatter the illusion I have created, I return his kiss, my tongue meeting his.
"Eat well this evening, did we?" He asks, no doubt able to taste the blood I drank several hours ago.
"I taste better." I reply, using the nail of my middle finger to slice my thumb open. As the blood flows forth, I run my thumb over my chest, painting a red trail across my breasts before the wound heals and the crimson juice stops flowing.
Without hesitation, Chalmers lowers his mouth and begins slowly licking the sticky red fluid from my skin. While he is occupied, I moan slightly and close my eyes - letting my mind billow out, in search of Laszlo. He is closing in fast on the Abbey, whereas I am laying hunkered down on a couch with an undead Scotsman licking blood from my left areola. I need to get near a window.
I grab the sides of Chalmers' face, lifting it to mine before kissing him again. My blood really does taste better than that of the Slovakian hitchhikers I drank earlier. I break off briefly to utter one word.
"Kitchen."
At that, I stand and shimmy my skirt down to the floor, leaving me standing in nothing but black leather knee-high boots and a tiny matching g-string. He needs no second bidding, lifting me easily into his arms and carrying me to the nearby kitchen. He deposits me on a low bench-top, my back to the window and my legs around his waist, pulling him close. As he moves in to kiss me again, I tear off his jacket and shirt in one swift motion exposing his lithe, pale torso.
I let him kiss me, as I rake my fingernails down his back. I break the skin with one finger, before bringing it to my mouth and licking his blood from my long nail. Laszlo must be close now, I am going to have to keep Chalmers occupied and looking away from the window so that he can get into position and take the shot. The give-away bulge in Chalmers' designer pants that is currently digging into my inner thigh should assist me in this endeavor.
I begin kissing my way down Chalmers' neck, as my hand starts rubbing the front of his pants. A contented look washes over his face as my trail of kisses reaches his chest and my hand begins moving a little faster. I stand, and turn him around, so that the window is behind him, my mouth gradually traveling lower. Eventually, I reach his beltline, leaving only one place to go. I slowly unzip his fly, when there is a sharp crack, an explosion of glass and a grunt from Chalmers, who doubles over. A spray of blood showers down on me as the bullet bursts through the left side of Chalmers' chest.
Chalmers maintains his footing, and I can still hear his pulse - Laszlo missed the heart - although judging from the sound of his breathing, the bullet punctured a lung. The wound however, will not be fatal - I have suffered worse - what's more, my seductive spell has been shattered. Instantly realizing what has occurred, Chalmers swipes me across the throat with all his might. I strike the opposite wall with a sickening crack; red stars explode in my head as my back and my skull strike the stone. I breathe in sharply, futilely, the front of my throat has been torn open, my trachea is crushed and my jugular vein is pumping a warm torrent of blood down my naked chest. His own wound healing rapidly, Chalmers stands, and advances.
Before he can take more than one step, however, I hear a second gunshot, and glass breaks again. Chalmers dodges to the side; the bullet catching his shoulder, another small red spray of droplets hit the floor at his feet. My throat is slowly mending, but I still can't breathe, I have lost a significant amount of blood, my skull is badly damaged, and at least two of my vertebrae were shattered when I hit the wall. So here I lie half-naked and paraplegic in a growing puddle of my own blood. For the first time in decades, I feel truly helpless.
Chalmers crouches by my side, out of Laszlo's view.
"So." He begins. "You thought you could put one over on me, did you? Thought you could outsmart me?" My throat is still too badly damaged for me to reply. "Not today, you little whore. Not ever." He reaches over and grabs my throat, hoisting me up. I hang limply, defeated, in his grasp. Chalmers stirdes to the Abbey entrance, holding me in front, like a shield. With a deft kick he rends the large wooden door from its frame.
"You might as well come down here my lad." He calls into the darkened forest. After a brief silence, his grip tightens around my throat; I can feel a stabbing pain in my chest, as my lungs scream for oxygen. "Sharpish, mind you. I'm not sure how much air your wee friend has left." I hear some movement in the undergrowth and I want to scream at Laszlo to flee. There is no way he will let us live. "Hurry now." Chalmers calls, as he tightens his grip again, I feel my toes twitch, as my vertebrae mend themselves.
My body is failing, but in what could well be the last decision I make, I elect to die fighting. Mustering the last of my strength, I kick for Chalmers groin - a move he was clearly not anticipating - and I am rewarded with a sickening squelch as my right boot obliterates his manhood. He screams in agony and rage, then hurls me to the ground - hard. As I black out, I hear a single gunshot followed by a dull thud beside me.
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I awaken in the comfort of my old bed, pale dawn light filtering through the window. A stiff breeze ruffles the curtains, revealing the wild cherry trees outside. The wind liberates a snowstorm of petals as it rushes through the grove. Laszlo sits on an old chair at the foot of the bed, silently watching over me. He gives a small wave and a smile as I look up at him.
"Welcome home Dani. Welcome home."
User Reviews
Submitted by Shaun_Rocks (user info) at 2005-03-28 23:33:47 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This gets a +2 because there is no +9, congrats on a great series and I'm very glad I was finally able to find it again. Kudos to you good sir
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2005-01-27 02:07:11 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Hmmm, a couple of ideas but nothing concrete. Certainly nothing 'fiendish' at the moment. The most creative things I've written lately have been a few couplets and a poem about butt sex for Circe's little contest. The well of creativity is a little dry right now....
I might slap together another Cubicle at some stage in the future if I can muster the energy...
Submitted by GodLovesALittleLovin (user info) at 2005-01-27 01:11:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
fuck, thought i rated this already.
sorry, and hopefully you have more fiendish stories up your sleeve?
Submitted by wookie (user info) at 2005-01-25 10:09:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by engine13 (user info) at 2005-01-21 12:39:52 (#)
Ranking: 2
Good ending. Great series.
Submitted by bush_for_god (user info) at 2005-01-22 04:05:54 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
ahh......
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2005-01-21 19:58:47 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-01-20 23:37:37 (#)
Ranking: 2
Awesome series. This last chapter ended really quick though...could have been more climactic.
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I actually did think about stretching it out a little and doing 2 more posts, instead of just the one. In the end I was just happy to be putting the final period into place and giving the series some closure.
Submitted by engine13 (user info) at 2005-01-21 12:39:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Good ending. Great series.
Submitted by Davros (user info) at 2005-01-21 09:54:47 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
It is a sad +2 knowing that Unlife has reached it's climax.
Good work, look forward to reading your new stuff.
-Dave
Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2005-01-21 09:39:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Woo!
Excellent series.
Submitted by tinactin (user info) at 2005-01-21 01:44:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
solid.
Submitted by Durae (user info) at 2005-01-21 00:08:06 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
sweet.
Submitted by codpeener69 (user info) at 2005-01-20 23:41:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-01-20 23:37:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Awesome series. This last chapter ended really quick though...could have been more climactic.
But it's totally awesome.
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-01-20 23:32:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I want to read this but I am too depressed to read porn.
I never thought I'd hear myself say that.
Here's a +2 because your writing is always awesome.
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2005-01-20 23:30:50 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by FunnyAsCancer (user info) at 2005-01-20 22:48:16 (#)
Ranking: 2
Ah-
Hmmph.
Bu-
...
I always thought you were a dude. The way you write about being a woman seems to prove that wrong.
Henceforth my confusion.
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Receptionist: How do you write women so well?
Melvin Udall: I think of a man, and I take away reason and accountability.
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Seriously though, I'm a guy. This was probably one of my first real attempts at writing from an unambiguously female perspective. I guess that fact that you were left confused about my gender suggests that I had some success.
Submitted by Saxon (user info) at 2005-01-20 22:56:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This is truely a great series. Most people have a Vampiric fetish so the content was attractive but the writing and story was fresh, relevant and riveting.
Good work man.....
Submitted by FunnyAsCancer (user info) at 2005-01-20 22:48:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Ah-
Hmmph.
Bu-
...
I always thought you were a dude. The way you write about being a woman seems to prove that wrong.
Henceforth my confusion.
Submitted by Mister_Fahrenheit (user info) at 2005-01-20 22:21:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Umbilical_Cord (user info) at 2005-01-20 21:53:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I've put a lot thought into it, and I've decided that if I ever happen to become a woman, I'd like to bear your children.
Submitted by Chinaski (user info) at 2005-01-20 21:27:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
engorged boner material
Submitted by Impassive-Digressive (user info) at 2005-01-20 21:24:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Feels good to put an ending on that one.
I will write a couple more cubicles now, and I might even start on something new....
Submitted by jgreening (user info) at 2005-01-20 21:21:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
.....................................
BRA FUCKING VO!
I... I don't know what to do, now...
No more Unlife?
At all?
GOD DAMNIT...
What about Cubicles?
Those are good too.
DON'T LEAVE ME, DAMNIT...
You're too damn good.
Submitted by QueenSkye (user info) at 2005-01-20 21:15:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
much goodness. me happy.
+2 doesn't even begin to describe the greatness that this series is.
Submitted by screamfeeder (user info) at 2005-01-20 21:08:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
If I was Emril, I would say "BAM!"
But that guy sucks.
/golf-clap