Blood and Lust

Night crept across the streets, the stars appearing in the night sky the world was being cloaked in darkness. Children slept soundly in their beds, their dreams sweet and innocent. Mothers and Fathers locking doors and windows to keep their families safe for the night, the world was finally giving into slumber. But unknown to the citizens of this town the unholy one crept amongst the shadows, his presence unknown to most unless they crossed his path.

Copia stood in one of the many dark alleyways of this town, his ghouls hiding amongst the shadows just in case he needed their assistance on his little outing. His face was painted and he was dressed in one of his finest suits, his bat wings strapped into place he looked fierce in his stage attire. His eyes searched the darkness for any signs of life, he was searching for his next victim. His blood lust was strong tonight. Licking some blood from his gloved finger he had already had his fill, but his hunger still remained. Since he had returned to the Ministry he had become restless and frustrated, his hunger was normally kept under control when he was touring with his ghouls. The unholy church brought the vampish beast out of him, he never understood why it happened when he returned home. Venturing forward down the alleyway Copia fixed the collar on his jacket, his footsteps echoing with each step he took he soon found himself in a deserted street. The buildings lining the street were dark and still, the town was now sleeping. No life could be seen, just the odd rat scuttling along the cobbled street. Turning his back he was about to leave, but his attention was soon caught by hurried footsteps. Had he found his next victim? His gaze wandered the length of the street until he spotted an outline of a person in the distance, someone was coming his way. Stepping backwards into the entrance of the dark alleyway the shadows engulfed him, he soon saw a figure of a woman hurrying in his direction. She wasn't far away from his hiding place, she was getting closer.

Copia couldn't see her face, but the scent of fear wafted on the gentle breeze. Closer and closer, she was almost in his grasp. It wasn't long until she was near the entrance of the alleyway, this was his chance to pounce. He emerged from the shadows with his bat wings spread wide, the woman gasped with fright when he bared his fangs. She didn't have the chance to run or scream before Copia engulfed her with his leathery wings. He dragged her into the alleyway and covered her mouth with his hand, her voice unheard she was lost to the night. The woman tried to struggle in his arms but she was restrained, his strength was no match for her own. Her hood fell from her head and her features were soon revealed to Copia. Her dark locks fell around her shoulders, her peachy coloured skin and dark eyes enticed his hunger even more. His adrenaline was pumping, he immediately began feeding on her without a second thought. He drank deep until she stopped struggling, he soon felt her body going limp in his arms. Pulling his fangs from her neck he breathed heavily, he could still hear her heartbeat. Holding her close Copia took in her scent, she was ripe for the taking. Brushing her hair away from her face he licked blood away from his top lip, his gaze lingered on the blood tickling from her neck wound. Lust filled his mind, he desired every single inch of her body. Purring into her ear he spoke seductively, his words promising yet deadly if she accepted it.

" Do you need my help?" He asked, his arms tightened around her waist. " Why do you run, uh? Who are you running from?"

The woman groaned, her limp body leaning against his chest she was helpless in his arms. Copia could still smell her fear, her body pressing against his own his hands began to wander. Her scent was intoxicating, his eyes closing for a couple of seconds a low growl escaped his lips. Her warmth was enticing, dare he fall into temptation with this woman or cure his hunger even more by drinking her dry. He gently swayed her in his arms while he hummed into her ear, he was leading her into a macabre dance. Maneuvering her body close to his own he had her where he wanted her, she was under his control now. The cold wall of the alleyway soon found the woman's back, the darkness hiding them both from the world outside of the alleyway. Copia lips inched closer towards her neck, his hot breathing tickled her skin. His finger tips digging into her back his tongue emerged from between his lips. His tongue making contact with her skin he softly ran it along her neck, licking the tickles of blood he had left behind from his feeding frenzy not long ago. His fangs grating against her skin caused her to softly moan, there was still life left in his victim.

" Do you want this?" He whispered.

The woman's voice was weak, her words were unheard. Her body motionless in his arms she couldn't disagree with him even if she tried. A smile tugged at Copia's lips before he pulled himself away from her, turning her face towards him with his finger tips he gazed into her eyes. Her dark eyes were wide and her skin was pale, her life was leaving her slowly. Her name unknown to him she was just vessel in his eyes, a nameless soul in the cruel world of man. It didn't matter to him, his thirst was getting the better of him yet again. Caressing her thigh he cupped his hand beneath her leg and pressed himself against her, their bodies entangling he hungrily kissed her lips. Lust dominated his mind, but his hunger soon began to surface once again. Pulling her towards the cold ground he laid her out before him, her dark locks bloody and tangled he lovingly stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. Her breathing was shallow, she didn't have long left in this world. The women's dark eyes stared blankly at him, he kissed her forehead and whispered into her ear. His voice was soft, there was compassion and comfort in his words. He had to feed to live, but on the odd occasion he felt remorse.

" Sleep well, little one." He said.

Trailing kisses down her cheek his lips made their way to her bleeding wound, her warmth was now fading away. Latching his lips over her wound he drank deeply once again, his hand gripping at her shoulder his bite wasn't gentle. He listened to the last beat of heart before he pulled himself away from her neck, she was deceased. His gaze lingered on her before he closed both of her eyes with his finger tips, but his attention was drawn elsewhere in the alleyway when he heard footsteps. He looked over his shoulder, his ghouls were watching him closely from the shadows. They were here to dispose of the body, it was their duty to serve their Papa. Sighing deeply to himself he got your his feet, he knew it was time to return to the Ministry. Sister would be expecting him home soon, he took one last look at the woman before he walked back along the alleyway and onto the street. He stomach was full for now, but his hunger would soon return tomorrow.