Rain dropped from the dark sky, quickly dampening the quiet streets that were illuminated by various street lamps and the occasional car that drove past. Lurking in the shadows, the figure of a teenage girl stood, staying in the shadows to not be detected as she looked for her next victim. Her tongue slowly trailed across her dark red lips, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the area for any potential easy kill.
Just as she was about to give up and move onto a different place, she noticed a homeless man take a seat on a bench across the road from her. Her heightened senses enabled her to listen to his rapid heartbeat; every small movement he made went under the microscope with her gaze sharp enough to cut through diamonds.
Before the man could do anything else, the girl came out of the shadows, removing her jacket to reveal a blood soaked cheerleading uniform. The same clothes she had been wearing since it happened. It was a reminder of everything she had been through and how different her life now was. Not that her new life was a bad thing, though. She revelled in her new life as a monster.
Her leather cheerleading uniform consisted of a tight crop top (which the girl always coincided it to be another bra due to how tight and revealing it was), a short skirt that barely covered her ass and a pair of boots that came just below her knees. Her whole outfit was black and red – the school colours to her high school. A small smile came onto her lips as she walked over to the man, sitting on the bench beside him as she tried to look as innocent as possible. "Do you have a family?" She asked in a small voice, batting her eyelids a little.
The man jumped a little once she spoke, not realizing she was there until she spoke. Once he'd calmed down a little he quickly shook his head, his eyes growing wider as he stared at the almost half naked girl beside him who had come out of nowhere. "None left, miss. Died in a car crash last summer."
The girl had to force back a smile; instead she brought on a look of fake heartbreak. "I'm sorry to hear that," she muttered, a hand placing on the man's cheek to force him to look up at her. Her eyes narrowed, her ability of compulsion coming into good use. Once the man was under her control, she was in for the kill. Her teeth coming into contact with his skin and bringing out the sweet tasting blood she craved.
All too quickly, the blood was gone and the cold and lifeless body of the man fell off the bench. With a satisfied smile, the girl jumped off the bench and wiped her face clean of the blood. She made sure all evidence of her was gone from his body before she disappeared back into the night, never looking back.
Author's Note: Just a quick little introduction to the story, the actual chapters will be longer than this, I promise! I wanted the set the scene as a gritty and dark story – although, there will be happy scenes in this story but not many. Hope you guys will enjoy it!
Until next time;
Lorna.