Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is not mine, and will most likely be owned by Stephenie Meyer.
"Whoa, I need to change", I thought as I stared down at my now ragged and bloodied clothing- those camels can be brutal. I remembered their frightened eyes, looking straight through me as they planned their escape. If I was human, I would have been dead in seconds.
Considering my options, I decided that my best bet for getting clothes was to sneak into a clothing store and steal something. And judging by the position of the moon, I didn't have long to do it. I didn't know what would happen to me in the sun, hopefully I wouldn't be burned to a crisp, but I wasn't quite ready to find that out just yet.
Standing up, I straightened my clothes as much as I could, and took off running. I had never liked running as a human- too much exercise involved. But running as a vampire, felt amazing. It was exhilarating, and for once in my life, I felt free.
"Henry, I think we should turn back now" I heard a slightly afraid voice say. I stopped dead in my tracks, no pun intended. "It'll be fine babe, just a few more minutes", I heard the male's voice answer. He came across as brave, but I heard his heartbeat jump considerably. I changed the direction I was heading, turning on a forty five degree angle and sprinting towards the humans.
Before the frightened teenage girl had time to respond to the boys answer, I pounced. The warm blood gushing down my throat was an experience like no other. This girl's blood tasted even better than the camels I had fed on, only hour's earlier.
After draining her dry, I dropped her lifeless body to the leaves of the cold, forest floor. Her body, now empty of precious, life giving blood, slightly shimmered in the paling moonlight. She had been quite pretty, almost beautiful. "Oh well", I thought, "she's dead now anyway.
The stray thought floored me. How could I think such a thing? "You're a changed person" The bloodthirsty creature inside my head said once more. "Well you're a monster now, you might as well get used to it" "No!" I though back. I would never become a slave to my desires. Surely there was a way to overcome this raging bloodlust.
As I was mulling these strange, slightly terrifying thoughts over, the teenage boy had fled. "Silly boy", I laughed to myself. "As if you could run away from me." I walked up to meet the boy, who, in the time I had been thinking, had only run fifteen metres; sixteen now.
My hand latched onto the terrified teenager's shoulder, caressing his neck with my hard, pale and ice cold fingers. "Pppplease don't hhhurt mmme", the boy stuttered. His heart rate skyrocketed as he said those words- and that was enough for the blood lust to take over.
I sunk my razor sharp teeth into his soft and tender neck, and drank as if my life depended on it, I couldn't bear to spill one drop of this mouth watering blood. I felt immense sadness for what I had just done, then tremendous anger for whoever had done this to me.
"My emotions are just getting the better of me" I thought, shaking my head as if to clear myself of all hidden feelings. His motionless corpse slid to the muddy dirt of the hikers trail and I set off towards the nearest clothing store. I reached the edge of the forest in record time, maybe I should try out for the Olympics? I mentally mused.
What would they think if they tried to take my blood though? I stopped running, pondering what to do next. I saw a vague outline of Myers to my right. Could I run there, inconspicuously, grab some clothes and be back to the forest by sunrise? I decided to take my chances, hoping that I wouldn't run into anymore juicy humans, tempting me with their delicious blood.
Keeping to the outline of the forest, I tried my best to make it there on time. Pushing my limits, I made it to the massive complex with time to spare. I crept up to the side of the building, carefully watching for any security guards who might see me. "One poor security guard would be no match for me" the monster inside my head scoffed.
Shut up, shut up shut up! I yelled at the creature, noiselessly pleading with it to be silent. I double checked that no one was around, and scaled the wall effortlessly, a feat nigh impossibly for a human. Especially without any safety gear, nothing between you and the cold hard ground except air. Without a second thought, I ripped a perfect circular hole in the roof, making a mental note to fix that up later.
I dropped in from the roof, landing silently on the floor below. Taking in my surroundings, I noticed that I was on the wrong floor- home wares and appliances. "These sorts of things aren't going to help you in the middle of the forest", I thought sarcastically. Grunting softly, I looked around for the escalator.
Using my new eyesight, I found the moving stairs as I used to call them, with ease in the pitch black darkness of the now closed store. Dashing to the escalator and running down as quickly as possible, I just about sprinted to the clothing department. "I don't think I'll ever get used to this speed" I thought as I almost ran face first into a rack of men's clothing.
Spotting the women's department, I walked over to it as slowly as I could, careful not to run into anything else. I felt enraged as I looked around. "How could they dare not stock anything I like?!" I thought with wrath. Ugh, stupid emotions.
Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a stunning looking black trench coat. Perfect. I grabbed two coats, which looked roughly my size and skipped over to the ladies tops. I had always loved shopping, so I guess the trait just stuck with me. I took five shirts from the same rack, each in a different colour.
Next, I strolled over to the pants. I pilfered three pairs of jeans, one black pair and two pairs in different shades of blue. I looked over at the shoes- they only had high heels. "Ugh, forget it!" My temper flared again, threatening to take down the entire shop in a rage. I forced myself to calm down. I would just have to make do.
I looked down at the black high top pair of Converse I was now wearing. They had always seemed sturdy enough; they would be fine for now. I always had a soft spot for Converse, nothing's changed I guess. I searched around for a bag to put my newly acquired belongs in; for I did not want them to become stained and dirty the first night I had them.
I'm sure the store wouldn't mind if I took just one bag... With the bag in hand, and my new clothes shoved into it- save for the trench coat, blue shirt and black jeans I was now wearing, I took one look in the store mirror and I set out on my way.
Climbing the store walls effortlessly, I nimbly scrambled through the hole I had made and sealed it expertly. No one would notice a difference, if they ever climbed up onto the roof that is. I made a mental note to anonymously donate some money to the store, just to cover their losses.
Not that Myers were a struggling company or anything, but it just didn't feel right not to. Following my own scent easily, I sprinted back to the forest I now called home.
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