Preface:
When the pain had finally ceased, I saw the world for what felt like the first time. Every sight was sharply defined and clear. Every smell was a thousand times stronger. And the image of me in the mirror was beautiful, like the face of an angel. My fierce crimson eyes surprisingly added to my dark sort of beauty rather than subtracting. I would have called it perfect but 1, that would be self-indulgent, and 2, the dry burn in my throat was driving me nuts. 'Time to hunt' I thought wryly. I headed down to the beach, where there would be only one or two pedestrians this late. A rather muscular man strutted down the beach, blissfully conscious of his bulk. Ooh and he had big veins! Without thinking, I followed his intoxicating aroma, and lightly leaped and landed on top of him. I pressed my lips to his neck, and sucked him dry. Surprisingly, I was still thirsty. I disposed of him and drank two more humans. The exhilaration of the hunt was thrilling. Watching them marvel at my beauty, cower, and tasting that warm, wet, metallic liquid, was the most excitement I'd ever felt.