Random moment that actually happened to me. Hope you enjoy it in the point of view of Seras Victoria.

I claim nothing.

Seras the Mouse

I watch the tiny creature running round and round in the bucket. It must have fallen in by mistake. The poor mouse.

I watch it circle relentlessly and I cannot help but feel for the poor thing. My master would have taunted it. I know how it feels, running in an infinite cirlce, never stopping, never resting, not even to catch a breath.

Suddenly its eyes catch me and the little rodent stops mid-sprint. Its beady black eyes seem to widen in fear. Its whiskers twitch constantly, its body tensed to run from me, the predator looming above it. I reach down slowly to pull the tiny little thing out of its accidental prison, but just as my fingers close around its tail it jumps. I shriek and stumble back. The mouse falls back down into the bucket prison.

So typical. Just as one is about to be freed from captivity, one does something to ensure that our captivity is elongated by antagonizing our salvation bringer.

I decide to spare the poor creature and I dropp crumbs from my plate, which I had cleaned earlier, into the bucket. The little gray mouse glances at me and, deciding that I am not as much of a threat as before, crawls forward and snatches a crumb. It is cute to watch when it is eating.

What would happen if I let my little kitten in here. Would it attack the mouse? Eat it? Or would he try to play with the tiny little rodent?

Either way the poor thing's life would end. Its journey would be cut off.

Could this one day happen to me? Could I be like this little mouse, who was now not its own master?

The short answer is yes. Any person could become the mouse. And the prison? Our own soul.

Believe me I knew how this poor little creature felt. I was the mouse, and all the other vampires out there were cats, waiting to get hold of my tail to drag me closer and devour my soul.

I sat down at the table and picked up the bag of blood that was waiting for me. I reached out a foot as my teeth descended and knocked over the bucket, freeing the little mouse that I had dubbed Seras.