I ran at a brisk pace for about twenty minutes, jumping from rooftop to rooftop making sure this Chase guy wasn't following me. When I saw that he wasn't I slowed to a stop, Pulling out my MP3 player and looking through the songs. Whenever I get upset I listen to my music and go for a run, it calms me down, the music sooths me. After I put on a playlist of my favorite songs I start a slow jog, as the music gets stronger my jog gets faster until I am running as fast as I can. Ignoring the tingling feeling on the back of my neck, the sun was rising. I look over my shoulder to see the sun peeking out from behind the mountains, I change my direction. Now I am running full steam ahead toward the apartments where I live, run, jump, run, jump, run. My skin starts to sizzle as I jump off a roof and land in front of the doors, as I push the doors open and run up the stairs I feel bubbling blisters coating my arms. I scream out in pain as I bust through my apartment door landing on the floor, fighting back painful sobs.
When all of a sudden hands pulling on my clothes drag me into my bedroom, closing the door firmly behind. I look up to see Abby, my twelve year old daughter staring at me. Her expression full of worry. As I smile up at her I fight the pain in my skin, the blister have already started to heal but it still hurt like hell! "You're late! Where the hell have you been!? I was so worried!" Abby yells at me. And I thought I was supposed to be the mother, I think laughing to myself. As I move into a sitting position I notice she is still glaring at me. I have never lied to my daughter and I wasn't going to start today, so I told her the whole story. About the girl, about the club, and about Chase. She was looking at me now, her face filled with curiosity and anticipation. Then she started with her flurry of questions. "Was he cute? How did you know he was a vampire hunter? What did he look like? How far away were you when the sun started coming up?" I answered her, question by question. "Yes he was cute for a human, I didn't know at first but then I saw his crossbow, a dead give away. He was in his early thirty's, dark hair, muscular, strong face, tall, sexy lips." At that we both busted out in giggles, it was nice having a normal conversation about guys with my beautiful daughter.
I loved it, she was the spitting image of me. Emerald eyes, flawless skin, and her hair. Dark red just like mine with the exception that she liked to keep hers short. After we talked for another half an hour I sent her off to her coffin. Her room just down the hall from mine. I kissed her goodnight and gazed after her skipping her way down the hall. She was my pride and joy! I loved her more then life itself, and that's how it should be with your children. As her door closed I climbed into my own coffin and tried to fall asleep, but my mind wandered. I started thinking about the night I was turned, and the night I turned Abby, the nightmare still haunted my dreams.
The year was 1805, April 3, 9:23 pm. My birthday, the day I turned twenty six. The battle of Trafalgar was still going strong, King George the third was still a respectable king and I had my lovely yough daughter. Life was good, I had a nice job at a local bakery near Abby's old school. It wasn't much but it paid the bills. When I got off at nine I walked home as usual, where Abby would be doing her homework waiting for me. As I made my way down the street, I walked passed the opening to an alley and a dark figure grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into the dark shadows. I tried screaming for help but he covered my mouth with his hand. The smell was disgusting! A mixture of urine, blood, and dirt! As I gagged under his hand he slapped me, pinning me to the wall. I fought back but he seemed to like it, I kicked at him but it was no use. He grabbed my neck and jerked it sideways, exposing my delicate throat. As he sank his teeth into my jugular I screamed once again into the hand that held me captive! I was so hysterical by this point I didn't feel his other hand sliding up my dress. As He drank more and more of my blood my head felt dizzy, I was on the verge of passing out when he stopped. I thought the nightmare was over but I was wrong. He sliced one of his own wrist's with his fangs and shoved it into my gaping mouth, I involuntarily swallowed his blood as it ran down my throat.
After that the process went quick, as I started convulsing he dropped me. As my body was dieing, or turning, he just stared down at me with this horrifying grin. He raped me that night, while I laid there dieing on the disusting ground. I wont go into detail. After the act was done he through back on his clothes and left, he left me there to die! Bleeding to death. I just laid there for what seemed like hours, waiting. Waiting for death, and when it did not come I started to cry folding in on myself. When all the tears were gone I got up and walked home. Abby was waiting for me as always, doing her homework. Abby took in the sight of her mother in and ran quickly over to me, hugging me, clinging to me so tight. As I pulled her in close I couldn't help but notice her beautiful veins, pumping blood through her fragile frame. The blood lust had already begon, I was so hungry. I was crying when I bit into her small neck, she jerked just a little as I drank from her. She was so confused, so was I.
She slumped in my arms, as I felt her heartbeat fade I released her vain looking into her eyes. I knew I had just killed her, my own little girl! But then a memory broke through my clouded mind. He gave me his blood. He gave me his blood and I became this, this thing. First I listened for a heart beat, I didn't hear anything for the longest time, but then! There it was! It was faint but it was still there! I quickly grabbed a knife from the kitchen and glided it over my left wrist. I placed it to her mouth and softly whispered into her ear, "I love you so much Abby, I love you more then the moon loves the stars. So drink this and you and I can be together again." My heart sank as the seconds passed with no response,....... but then a swallowed! And then another drink! I was so happy I could hardy breath! I laid her on the rug as she convulsed in my arms, I made sure she didn't hit her head or knock her body on anything hard, keeping her safe and protected. When the convulsing stopped she fell asleep, and as the sun rose I closed all the curtains and placed her into the closet with the door cracked. With the curtains drawn and the door locked I placed a pillow next to the open closet and went to sleep with her.
The following night we both woke up to a whole new world, a world of Vampires. Its been 300 years sense we were turned and we have seen some wonderous things! Beautiful things. And if it wasn't for Abby, I would have walked into the sunlight centuries ago. She is my life, Or is it my none life? I climed out of my large coffin and walk down the hall. As I peek into Abbys room I see her coffin still open so I walk over, give her a kiss on the forehead, and closed the lid softly, not wanting to wake her up. I tip toed back up the hall and back into my bedroom, and slip into my cozy coffin to sleep away all the bad memories.
A sinister grin pans across my face as I lead the girl down the alley, Into the darkest shadows of the night. As I push the girl into the disgusting wall just outside the club she let's out a soft moan. My grin grows, maybe this girl wasn't so innocent after all. I thought to myself, "This is going to be fun." I lured her in just a little more by brushing my cold flesh against her soft skin, kissing the length of her neck. I smirked as she let out another soft moan, letting myself have some fun I freed a moan of pure pleasure from my throat as well. I liked playing with this new toy, testing, teasing, feeling her reactions under my touch. I kiss down her beautiful jugular, feeling the blood pulsing through her fragile body. I moved lower, moving to her chest. Kissing her ravishing mounds, another moan. I let my fangs enlarge and rip through the fabric of her purple long sleeve shirt. Exposing her beauty to my hungry eyes.
She wore a pink lace bra underneath, feeling a bit naughty I bit the little pink strap, snapping it between my teeth. Then I went to the next one snapping it as well. I could see her lovely face in the light of a street light hanging a few feet away. As she looked down to me her face was a mixture of anticipation and pure pleasure. Her head tilted back as I bit into her breast suckling the dripping blood. When I bit into her other nipple she let loose a loud moan, clearly trying to fight her own emotions. But the pleasure overpowered the pain, as I took her tender life force as my own nourishment. Just as I was about to sink my teeth into her sweet jugular vain, I heard the back door to the club open, and footsteps. First going toward the street, then surveying the alley.
I crouched down, engulfing myself and the blond in the darkest shadows of the alleyway. As the girl let out a small sigh I realized my fang were still inserted into her throat but I was no longer drinking. So I slowly retracted my teeth and covered her mouth with my hand, and sniffed the air. I didn't need to see that it was him, somehow I just knew, then the sent of garlic wafted my way. Their was something off about this human, something wasn't right. What was he doing out here? I would never admit it but he made me uneasy. Was he attractive? Sure, for a human. But...my Thoughts stopped dead in there tracks when I peaked out of my hiding place to see him standing right at the mouth of the alley. I looked at the girl, she was now crying, feeling the pain now that the pleasure was gone. She let out a yelp as I shoved her into the wall, so hard I rendered her unconscious. He must have heard her yelp as she hit the wall because he let that cocky grin take over his face as he started walking to the shadows where I was hiding. All of a sudden pure rage took over my body. How dare this human make me uneasy! How dare he interrupt my meal! This human named Chase was in for a rood awakening, as I thought that I forced myself out of my shadowy sanctuary to face Chase.
(Chase)
As I faced the darkness I felt myself smile, she was still here. I could feel the power in the air almost electrified. As she stepped into the light her face was full of fury, her eyes almost aflame burning into me, burning into my soul. Making feel her power, making me feel how enraged she was. I knew it would piss her off more but I couldn't help myself, so I flashed my cocky smile and said, "I never did get your name." She wavered just a bit as she pondered over that. I took that chance to bringing my hands behind my back, grabbing my trusty crossbow I had cleverly attached to my upper thigh. Her smile would have been almost sweet if you didn't know she was a Vampire. She walked up to me, tantalizing smile rooted into place. With her high heels on she and I were the same height, she got so close to me I thought she was going to kiss me, but sadly she didn't. She just stood right in front of me eyes locked intimately, noses lightly grazing, lips so close I could feel her sweet breath on mine. For nearly a minute we stayed like that, so close, but yet so far.
At that point I realized I didn't want to hurt her, this Vampire was unlike anyone I have ever met. She was beautiful, clever, smart, and very confident in herself. Damn that she was sexy! But sadly a job is a job, and I had to take her in no matter the cost. No matter how I felt. As I readied my weapon, she glanced down at my pants and smirked then she spoke into my ear. To soft for anyone else to hear, she said,"My name is Emily, Vampire hunter." And with that she quickly licked the nub of my ear then jumped onto the wall of a neighboring building, before I could get a shot off she was gone. And I was left their flustered, blushing and with a raging heart on! Could this night get any worse!? After Emily had left I rushed over to the shadows to tend to the injured girl. She was unconscious but she was still alive, I called 911. But before the sirens got too close I walked out of the alley and down the street, I did my job by calling the ambulance now it was time to go.
As I walked home the clouds had already started to depart, the moon was shining bright outlined by the stars. What was I thinking? I can't let my damn feelings get in the way of business. All this Vampire was, was just another payday. As I walk home I repeated the night over in my head detail by detail. I was almost falling asleep when I came to my apartment door. I stuck in the key, and pushed the door open. My home sweet home was an old rundown apartment on the south side of New York City. I had only what I needed, a little one person bed with some old blankets I bought at a thrift store, a small tv with a black leather recliner sitting in front of it, the kitchen just had the essentials, fridge, oven, microwave and a little two person table laying in the middle. After I locked the door I walked right up to my bed, passing out as I hit the sheets.
Vampire is not a word you hear very often these days, but that's what I am. A vampire. No I am not sparkly, the sun burns my snow white flesh. I feed on blood. I could be like other vampires and only take what food I need, but no. I like to kill. The sight of a helpless young girl as the life drains out of her, oh its so delicious. So exciting! The thought of their pathetic existence being sucked out of them like a juice box excites me. Even sitting here on a bar stool at this club is like Christmas, so many little presents running around for me to pluck. But then there was him. I see him leaning up against the wall near the entrance, just staring at me. His long black trench coat almost hitting the floor, his fedora slightly covering one eye, and a simple black t-shirt with some denim jeans, and white sneakers. I sniff the air to get a whiff of his sent, After shave, a musty cologne, and something else. Something organic,........Garlick! It was very suddle but it was there, to faint for humans to smell.
As he walked up to the bar I almost renched! I tuned back my chair to the barkeep, swishing around my glass of whisky. Taking small sips of drinks I can no longer taste. As he sits beside me he sets his gray fedora on the table top, he orders a scoch on the rocks with a twist, I take another drink of my whisky. He's wearing the same cocky smile he was wearing as he walked up, eyeing me. When he just keeps staring at me I flash him a sweet smile, he's cute but not my type at the moment. I would rather has a nice, beautiful, innocent, girl. Hopefully not too drunk, I want to see the fear in her eyes. "I'm Chase." I hear him say as I'm surveying the crowed, I look back to him slightly annoyed. Piercing his baby blue eyes with my dark green ones. I spot my next meal, sitting at a table with some other girls. A cute little blond, probably just turned 21, a girls night out. As I get up to leave a hand grips my arm, I look back and its him. The human named Chase. I give him a deadly stare, repeatedly looking from the hand to his face. He still has that sneaky cocky grin plastered on his face.
"I didn't catch your name." Was all he said. I looked deep into the ocean that was his eyes, willing him to release me. "I didn't give it." Was the last thing I said before I yanked my arm free and walked over to the group of girls. Two out of the four girls had already left. Now it was just the blond and some slutty brunet with big breasts who was shamelessly flirting with some hunk sitting next to her, leaving the cute blond ripe for the picking. She was like puddy in my hands, send a few compliments at her and she was basically begging for me to take her home. I laugh to myself as I take her hand leading her out of the club, into the moonless cloudy night.
(Chase)
As I walked into the night club all you could hear was the loud retro music coming from the DJ podium. I was looking around to see if I could find her, the woman I was hired to kill. Or should I say the Vampire I was hired to terminate. I saw a flash of red and my gaze turned toward the bar, and there she was. She was stunning. Her long scarlet hair running down to her lushus hips, her white skin. She was wearing these skin tight jeans and a little black spaghetti strap top that was barely keeping her bulging breasts in. Every time she moved the top would go up and show her flashing blue belly button ring. She had on these seven inch heel boots, bright green, that road up under her flared denim jeans. Matching her emerald eyes perfectly. I watched her searching the crowed for a long while, looking for a new meal no dought. That's when her supple green gaze touched mine. She looked fierce, determined. This was going to be fun. I haven't had to kill a vampire as old as this before, she had to be over a thousand years old. She just radiated power, strength.
I flashed her my famous smile, and headed for the bar. I saw her gag a few times, ha I laughed to myself. I guess she smelt my homemade garlic cologne. Just enough garlic extract to bother a Vampire but not enough for a human to smell. As I sat on the bar stool next to her I ordered my usual, scotch on the rocks with a twist. When I got my drink I just stared at her, studying her, seeing how she reacts, admiring the beauty before I had to do my job and terminate the contract. End her vengeful life. See I know who she really was, deep down into her soul. Unlike other Vampires she enjoyed killing, craved it. She got a rush from taking some innocents life force. She was sipping at a glass of whisky when she eyed me. I smiled my cocky smile and said "I'm Chase". She glanced at me again before knocking back the last of her drink, suggesting that I leave her alone.
When I realized she had chosen a subject I followed her gaze to a young blond looking to be in her twenties. She had a friend with her but the brunet was to preoccupied with her new boy toy. As the fiery red head got up to leave I caught her arm, she paused for just a moment. Slowly turning towards me with fire in her eyes and rage all over her face. I got a little nervous at this point but I never let it show, she stared her glossy emerald eyes into mine, danger radiating all over her body. "I didn't catch your name." A few moments passed before she finally said, "I didn't give it." And with that she yanked her arm free and practically floated to the blonds table. I'm guessing she through a couple compliments at the blond because she was blushing something fierce, I watched as they escaped through the back door into the cloudless night. After a few minutes I pursued them out the back. Squinting in the darkness of this late winters night. I spot them in the shadows of the alleyway. Mood: Sleepy Music: none
Slender man, oh slender man?
Where art thou my Slender man?
Keeper of night, taker of day.
The Slender man awaits.
His tendrils slip,
His fingers drip,
He takes the life of whom he likes,
And disappears before the light.
Slender man, oh Slender man?
Where art thou my Slender man?
Your fear will only feed him,
As he comes for you children,
Stalking, testing, waiting.
The Slender man will come for you,
Just wait and see.
He'll slip into your room tonight.
Slender man, oh Slender man?
Where art thou my Slender man?
Oh there he is,
Hiding in the darkness,
Go look and see.
Fall asleep, he won't hurt you.
(Hush that was a lie)
Sleep tight tonight,
Have dreams so bright,
For the Slender man comes,
To end your life.
