Twilight: The Hunger

"My name is Edward and I am a vampire…..that's a phrase you wouldn't take seriously if you heard it….. would you? No I don't think so.

Being a vampire might sound cool and all and for me it was for a while…..until I realized just how great of a monster I had become, now I have managed to control my urges…until this morning"

"That is why I am here in the woods, there was a new girl in my class, Becky or something like that, as she seated herself next to me I smelled her scent…and the urge of blood was awaken in me….."

Now I have left school today and have come to the woods, I am here to find a prey, s dear, a squirrel, a snake, anything to hunt, to kill, to feed….anything to get my mind of the hunger I had for that girl's blood….I stalk , I search and then I finally find the scent of my prey, I approach it from downwind, from where she cannot sense my scent, I move quick and I move fast, the dear is dead before she knows what hit her…and then I drink, at first I drink big gulps of blood, but after a while I start to slow down and savor it.

It's not so much about the taste of the blood that makes this meal so appealing, it's the fact that it was earned through the hunt, a vampire is a predator, predators want to hunt, not to be feed, this instinct which has existed since the dawn of time cannot be forgotten, you can bury it inside you, but sooner or later it comes out and you must satisfy it, you must feed it, not the urge for blood, but the urge to hunt.

I drink slowly and take it the blood's texture, it's viscosity, it's flavor, and during this I remember the joy I felt when I was not restricted by morality, before my eye's where opened, before I realized what a monster I was when I looked in the mirror.

I don't know how many hours I stood there slowly devouring my pray, for me time seemed to stop, then I heard a noise from close behind, I turn, eyes mad with fury, mouth red with blood and hands ready for killing….old habits die hard.

I asked myself who is the one which dares disturb the sanctity of my meal and then I saw her, it was that girl which drove me to this state, which drove me to madness, and then all my anger, all my predatory skill's disappeared when I saw her eyes.

I only stared at them for a moment before I turned and ran…but that moment felt like an eternity…I must have ran for miles, before finally stopping.

I lowered my head and in front of me a puddle of water was there, as I saw my own reflection I instantly recalled the reason I ran away from that girl, for her eye's echoed a word which I have dreaded all my existence, mortal or vampire, a word which forever haunts me, which forever torments me, which forever tortures my soul…

And as I look into the puddle I see my face and it's as if I hear the very word which her eyes showed upon seeing me:

"Monster…" I say to myself as I collapse to my knees and from my mouth laughter comes, first a chuckle, then a giggle and then a cry of madness.

…And as my mouth shouts madness into the air in the form of laughter I realize that no matter how hard you try you cannot eliminate the urge to hunt, it is the nature of the predator to hunt, that nature was bestowed upon him from existence itself, by God himself, which created all being for a purpose

…..And can you go against God?