Dawn was coming. She groaned at the thought of the sun gazing upon her skin. The thought was rather chilling. Her hands slowly closed the window shudders to create a welcoming darkness in her room.Average people had many names for her; The demoness of darkness, the one that takes your life when her name is called, the one who kills you like your worst sin. The list goes on and on ...the type of creature she was...well let's say it's not anything like the world has ever seen the likes of. Yes, she killed. Yes, she loved the taste of blood in her mouth or the sound of a skull crushing against pavement.<br/><br/>She was much like demon. Her eyes a glowing red, hair of the thickest black, and wings like a dragons. Her hands were far worse. They looked like long pointy nails that could slit one's throat. While the mouth for which she should speak is like the mouth of snake. Teeth that infect a person with poison that instantly kill you, and a tongue that hisses. Yes, She was the very epidemy of evil. Actually, she quite liked the taste of a body before it freezes into death, or the last awe inspiring beg before death over comes the body.<br/><br/>The sun was creeping now, she could feel it in her wings. The need for rest was slowly flowing through her bones, and she crept asleep yearning for the hunt. The kill.