A killer for a murderer
This is one night for the time of Edwards's rebellion against the vegetarian vampire regime, its 2:47 and a blood chilling scream pierces the night like a knife…
My blood red eyes open, even a human would have been able to hear the scream, but my ears can tell so many things, due to the pitch it's a woman and the length shows she has average lungs. So she's not huge, but neither is she athletic… A common woman from this part of town, there isn't a lot of food, that means fewer overweight people, but there is enough.
I move out I run about half a mile and I smell blood, a red mist descends upon me. It all becomes so vivid but… I control myself, I'm here on business. A thunderous heartbeat and erratic breathing guide me to my, my, my business… yes. An average size man dressed in plain black emerges from the alleyway he holds a knife the blade is 3-4 inches long and is stained with blood. The blade doesn't concern me but the blood sends me wild, I finally decide to give in to my blood lust, I smile he looks at me terrified, but wouldn't, he throws the knife I catch it easily, he seems so, simple. I laugh he says his last words "you're a, a, a maniac !" A Sneer escapes my lips "No, I'm a vampire" I move in, my intentions are always to be swift but sometimes I loose control, I slam him into a wall. He's now semi conscious I rip his stomach with my hands but I don't kill him, I bite his legs, but I don't kill him, I'm covered in blood he's not dead, his blood smells… drinkable it's full of alcohol but vampires have a high metabolism, so it barely effects us. I taste the blood on my hands, it tastes… There is no word for fresh blood from a human when you have to resist for so long!
I drink. I've tasted better, but the blood lust distracts me all I think about is to drink, I stop I have heard foot steps. It's the woman she looks at me almost indifferent well she has lost a lot of blood, probably thinks she's hallucinating. I growl and stand up. Rest on my haunches, and jump…