Chapter 3

Why are you so perfect?

Here we go, here we go again!

Disclaimer: I do not own beyblade……………..pooh

The toilets weren't very nice, not nice at all in fact. They smelled horrible and you could only imagine what manner of creatures were infesting the cubicles. However this made it the best place for a good feed, no one to disturb you when you had a smutty girl in your arms or a handsome young male at your lips. No, no one would even dream of relieving themselves in the night club toilets. Also the music was so loud that you couldn't hear any noise what so ever outside the toilet doors and because of the stench it would be days before anyone would find the body.

I had pulled Sasha into the toilets with mind control, I had to. Who in their right mind would follow someone into those disgusting cubical. I blocked her cense of smell and dulled her brain so that she wouldn't notice the shear grotesqueness of the place. I then started on my last kill for the night.

"Tyson" she moaned in my ear "oh god Tyson, I want more, give me more" she had her hands clasped in my midnight hair. If I was mortal it might have been rather painful, but all my victims couldn't know I quite enjoyed a slight twitch of pain. Not that I was a masochist, I just enjoyed it slightly.

I had her pushed up against the cubical door her legs raised at my sides and my head in the crook of her neck. My hands were holding her up and I was slightly grinding into her hips.

I bit down a little harder than before and she gasped again. Her heart was slowing, the beats becoming fainter, her grip on my hair weakened and she started to become limp in my arms. She was going to dye by my hand, well, my fangs at least and I absolutely loved it.

Before she became a corpse however I decided to stop my drink. I was completely full after all. I let my fangs slide out of her soft skin and I kissed the place where I had just bitten, I had left a little bit of blood still in her. I didn't know why, but I just had an urge, when one reached my age one did not care for such matters. "you do realise that you are now going to the depths of hell for what you did to that old women" I said in a malicious whisper "you will pay for everything you have ever done, you're puny little life of crime and murder will have given you a one way ticket to an eternity of torment and torture."

She was not quite dead yet, she still had a little kick left in her. She stared at my face that was mere centimetres from her own, that look of utter fear plastered over her pretty face was one I had seen so many times before.

In a sudden moment she realised, just like all the rest, and she then tried to push me away. In a fit of screams and clawing she tried to escape. Her hands hit my face in a floury of slaps and punches, but my inhuman strength held her flat on her back against the door, I couldn't even feel any of her connecting blows her power was so minuscule compared to my immense ability. "Ah feisty now, be a good little girl and don't scream or I'll rip your gorgeous throat out" I threatened. She whimpered a little and then let out a deafening scream using all the air in her lungs. "oh dear, did you just go against my orders, you did didn't you, what a naughty little girl" I grinned evilly and laughed in her face "don't think you're going to get away you little bitch, you are going to die here in this shit-hole bathroom and you're never going to have the opportunity to fuck people over ever again." I grabbed her hair hard and shoved her over to my right, she tripped on the wet floor and landed on the toilet seat behind.

"what the fuck are you!" she screamed again, shaking with panic. "why won't you just let me go" she felt her neck and pulled her fingers away. She looked down at the droplets of blood across her finger tips and she raised her head to me. "y-you're a demon aren't you, you've come to take me away haven't you?" she was partially right at least. I could see her face becoming very white and I knew she was loosing more of her blood.

I couldn't help but feel angry towards her, she was just another shit-for-brains human who was fucking up the world and she was surprised to have this brought down upon her.

"This is your own damn fault, maybe if your didn't do all those terrible things in your life you could have avoided all this, you could have died an old women surrounded by chubby grandchildren who would call you Grandma. You could have watch them grow up and be loved by them. You could have been happy, but no, you had to kill an innocent women just for a stupid bit of money." I clenched my fists " you humans make me sick, you screw each other over and you don't even care about others of your own kind. You're destroying your own planet and it may one day affect all of you to the point that in the future it could mean the human raise becoming completely extinct. But none of you care, none of you care as long as you have a good time now, none of you give a fuck about what may happen. You're a plague upon the earth and if I didn't need humans to survive, I would personally see that every last one of you died screaming in agony." I grabbed the girls dress and pulled her off the toilet seat. I raised her high in the air and my eyes turned once again a blood red showing all my anger. For some unknown reason I was so angry with her. After all the years of seeing the pollution and the industries destroying the skies or the waste making the rivers black I need to vent.

"please I beg forgiveness" she said so weakly I almost didn't hear. "I don't want to die"

"don't you dare beg, you don't have the right to even beg to me"

"please" she cried, her tears streamed from her eyes.

"I said don't beg" I dropped her and she landed heavily on the floor. She sobbed uncontrollably and her frame shivered with the shear horror of it all. "and don't cry you don't have the right to even do that, you brought this on yourself"

"please, I don't want to die I promise I won't be a bad girl anymore, I promise to be good" she looked up at me, her eyes wide and pleading.

"shut up"

"I promises that I will never harm anything or anyone again, I'm sorry please just don't kill me" she cried pathetically.

"I said shut up"

"please" she screamed again with the remainder of her strength. She collapsed forward onto the floor with the loss of blood. She was nearly dead now and her eye lids were half open. I again grabbed her, but this time by her throat. She coughed a few times but she was too weak to scream. "please" she repeated.

I then lost myself. "don't you fucking beg to me mortal, you should have died so many years ago. I wish that you would just SHUT UP" I screamed and grabbed her throat with my other hand. In one swift movement I tore her neck clean open. There was not much blood because I had drunk most and she had lost more, but there was still an amount to cover my hands and face with a few splatters. Her eyes were wide, the same as David's had been and I could see that she was never to change the expression on her face. She was to stay the same still staring at the grotesque monster that delivered her into the hands of hell.

I dropped the body to the floor and left. The door swung closed and I exited the bathroom wiping the blood from my face and hands on a towel as I went. I blocked out the music when I stepped back into the sea of bodies.

'the nerve of such a girl, begging for forgiveness even after everything she'd done. How dare she' I thought as I made my way over to the bar. I sat on one of the stools and faced the dance floor. I sighed in frustration and ran a hand through my hair. It had been a long time since I had gotten that angry and it was such a trivial thing to be angry about. This frustrated me more, that I couldn't even control myself after all those hundreds of years. I sighed again.

Suddenly the lighting changed to a dim red glow. If I had been hungry the red would have caused me to go whiled with need, but because my thirst had been sedated I was fine. This must have been something the club did every night. I watched in amusement as people left their chairs and tables to move onto the dance floor. They raised their arms to the ceiling and started to shout 'fever'. The music rumbled and everyone danced in a slow, methodical rhythm. It was fascinating sometimes, just to sit and watch humans. The way they moved, the way they acted around each other, I would be captivated by their forms every so often.

It was then that I saw him. The form moving to the beat around the edge of the crowd. My mouth was slightly open in surprise and my eyes widened at what I saw. This man was something special. In all my years as a human and a vampire I had never seen such a being. He was beautiful, and I wasn't just saying that because it sounded poetic, in my opinion my words did not do him justice. His hair was a glorious two tone, dark blue at the roots and light blue at the tips. His eyes were a magnificent crimson, much like my own when I was filled with lust or anger. On the rare occasion when he smiled at the girl he was dancing with it was a cocky smile that seemed fake to hide his true feelings. The man was a marvel among men.

Suddenly a thought popped into my head. I was startled because I had not thought this thought in a very very long time 'he would make the perfect vampire'. I smiled and agreed with myself. 'very good Tyson, that's a smashing idea'. I looked up again and centred on his brainwaves. I then memorised his pattern. By doing this I could then find him wherever he was in the club, just in case I lost him and I wouldn't want to do that.

I smirked wickedly and formulated the perfect plan to make this perfect man into the perfect vampire.

'I haven't wanted something for so long, I think I deserve something after all this time' I thought to myself. I nodded and looked around for my prize. He had wondered off with that pretty female and I had to try and pick up his brain waves. 'ah there you are, have you had enough dancing?' I asked realising he had sat down at the tables on the other side of the room.

I lifted myself gracefully out of the chair and slowly sauntered over to the tables where he was sitting. I readied myself. For some reason I was extremely excited, I hadn't been so excited in nearly 100 years. I licked my lips and tasted the last remainders of little Sasha. It seemed I was about to have more fun in one night than I had had in a whole long century.

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