User talk:TeamTaycobSoDealWithIt/@comment-4054533-20120531005502

I started my fic! Kind of!

''Scarlet eyes, I saw. Determined. Ambiguous. Sensual.

Those eyes did not see me, but I saw them. They had focus, poise, but not towards me. Towards a human; a man of about twenty four years, perhaps. Her eyes slowly darkened to a deep shade of black as he stared in her direction. Her expression formed into one that was all too familiar to me, but I could not will myself to stop her. Not yet. I needed to witness her dance of death first.

She glided towards him with her lithe and nimble legs, brushed his arm with her hand and whispered in his ear, in perfect Italian, "Come with me, handsome one." Her pink lips pulled up into a tempting smile and before it could register in his brain to hide from the danger that awaited him, he was pulled into an alley. From my perch above the walls of Volterra, I inched closer towards the female's direction. Careful not to reveal myself to her just yet, I absorbed her features.''