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Chapter 2: Steve's plot
Okay I have everything ready. All I need is one vampaneze and I'm good to go-Steve thought to himself.
Steve has been watching the news for months on account of recent deaths of people in the county that have been drained of all their blood. One occurred just yesterday. He has visited the blood bank and stole several gallons of blood to lead the vampaneze to his bedroom window.
[Noises rustled outside his window]
It was a vampaneze! His blood thirsty lips were as red as could ever be. His complexion was a dark purple. His fingers long, burgundy, plump massive claws, ready as ever. Steve was prepared for this moment.
"Wait! Before you drain and kill me, I would like to join your dark side. Follow you through the night as your assistant." Steve pleaded.
"The purpose?" The figure said with a grin.
"Revenge on a vampire"
"Ahhh….Revenge…Is that so?"
"Y-y-y-yes."
"Well, I shall need to taste your blood you know, to see if you are evil enough…Come closer…do not be alarmed."
Steve took slow, small steps toward the creature. He made a slit in his hand earlier this evening . The figure took his round, plump finger and dipped it into the puddle of red creamy blood. His tongue matched to color of his lips when the sauce combined with the colour of the tongue, you could not tell it was there. He closed his mouth licking his lips.
"Ahh…yes pure evil…Still needs some work but that shall due for now…"