Myrnin didn't know how long he sat there, trying to bring as much pain as he could. Hitting his head against the wall repeatedly, tearing more flesh off his arms...
And then there was the involuntary pain. A pain he didn't want at all. A pain that could never compare to anything else.
His breaking heart.
Ada wouldn't leave him. Never. They loved each other more than Julius Caesar loved killing. More than King John loved taxing. More than humans loved blood.
Wait.
More than blood loved humans.
No.
More than humans needed blood.
More than a vampire loved blood.
Yes.
Blood.
He needed to feed.
But he couldn't leave. Not if Ada came back while he was gone. Maybe whoever took her was just waiting outside for him to leave so they could take Ada's machine in quickly and put her back in place.
He wouldn't leave. Which meant he would resort to his compulsion.
Myrnin went and stood at the bottom of the stairs that led up to the door of his laboratory. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander to what was happening in the outside world.
And the first thing he picked up was all of the confusion. So much of it!
Because it was night, there were few humans out. But, a few ran to and fro, looking for lost things. Trying to find something that had been either stolen or misplaced.
The helplessness of the humans made the feeling of hunter and prey rise in his chest and cloud his mind. They brought out the beast that thought only of survival. The Myrnin that was evil and careless. The mind whose thoughts were full of nothing but of the blood that coursed through human veins.
He couldn't do this. He couldn't allow his prey to run above ground with no one to chase after them. He would provide them that service. A service free of charge. Because he wasn't going to just sit in his lab and have his meal come to him when he could hunt.
Myrnin seemed to take all but one lithe step and he was then in front of his shack door. He crawled gracefully through a hole in the wooden panels he had fashioned for himself years ago when Amelie had decided to lock him in his wretched home.
He strolled through his alley as if he had all the time in the world, because he could sense that none of the pandemonium happening up here was going to end anytime soon. But when he exited the mouth of his alleyway, he crouched down low and entered the darker shadows to find dinner.
He tracked down a woman who hadn't a clue what she was doing, so Myrnin followed. When he had her almost cornered in between a few buildings, he took advantage of her weakened state and delved into her mind. He didn't want to make a mess of his meal.
Her thoughts rang loud in his head, making Myrnin hesitate for the slightest instant.
Where is my family? Why haven't they come home for dinner? Who is this man? Why is he following me? Maybe he knows what's happening.
This woman turned around and looked at Myrnin, meeting his dark eyes, perfect for what he was about to do.
"Hello? Do you..." she trailed off as Myrnin took hold of her brain.
"Come here," he said smoothly. The woman moved forward toward him. "Are you lost?" he asked, playing the familiar game of valiant hero and then last minute turning into the monster he was.
She nodded tremulously. "Yes, I can't see to find my daughter... She was about to graduate college, her apartment was over there," she said quietly, pointing to an apartment building a few blocks away. "The owner said she moved out three years ago, but that's not possible! She was living with me three years ago!" By now, she had broken down into tears and was sobbing into her hands. "I don't know what to do anymore."
Myrnin smiled inwardly. "Follow me, milady. I know where your daughter is."
"Y-you do?" she asked, wiping her eyes.
"Of course." He picked through her thoughts and saw a girl who resembled this woman greatly. That must be her daughter. "Dark brown hair and green eyes?"
"That's her," she sniffed.
"Wonderful," Myrnin said gently, I saw her near the library." He led her away and down the street, spotting the perfect alley for a crime he was about to commit.
And an onlooker would only have to see Myrnin walk in with the woman and come out alone, wiping his mouth with a sleeve to know what he had done.
...
Myrnin came out of the alley with his hunger quieted. With his head on straight and the wheels in his brain turning at a normal pace instead of stumbling around from one subject to another, he went to speak to Amelie about Ada.
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