016. Empty
The cold gray walls of a prison cell are never inviting. The metal bars surrounding the small area felt more like a cage than anything. A real animal being separated from the rest of the world. The air was cold and nipped the hairs on the back of Kei's neck as he lay on the slim, hard bed. A single light kept the room illuminated, since he was in a separated cell with no windows. His eyes fluttered slowly as he felt the sensation of weakness once again. His eyes took in his surroundings once more, even though they seemed all too familiar to him. He lost count of how many days or even weeks he had been there.
Ironically, he was locked up for murdering a man out of numerous that he had hunted. It was only a matter of time, for he needed to feed like an animal to silence that hunger that coursed through his body everyday. But now, there was nothing left. Everyone turned their backs on him and the friend he had left, he presumed was already dead because of his reckless lifestyle and disregard for life.
Kei wrapped his slender fingers around the bars that held him prisoner. The coldness in the air ever steady as he shivered once more, primarily due to the clothing he was forced in had little material as it covered his frail body.
Being alone in an empty cell makes you start to think and for him this was no different. His mind raced at how his life turned out this way. He screwed it up because the thirst overpowered his starvation tactics and he lost the only friends he had left and the girl he loved.
After successfully killing a number of people, he was eventually caught. It was a fear that all vampires normally had. People just didn't understand. And, of course, when he revealed why the victims had gashes in their necks, the authorities didn't believe him. They threw the book at him, sort of speak, hailing threats that he was going to get the death penalty - which he deeply wanted anyway; there was nothing left for him anymore… not him.
But Kei had become frustrated. They claimed he was sentenced to death but took their time in doing so. For months he plead to let them put him in the sun, but they always denied his request. He had asked so much and so long that he had grown weary. Not only that, he was frail and pallid from lack of sustenance. They tried to force feed him food but they never understood why he wouldn't eat it, let alone believe him. They just assumed that he was starving himself to prove some point or to achieve his death wish.
Kei felt himself falling more and more into insanity; not only from the nonbelievers but from the tight capacity he was forced to stay in. He loved taking midnight walks by himself to clear his mind and breathe the fresh air. But that was long gone.
The frustration he suppressed was slowly coming forth. As his grip grew tighter around the cold steel, he started to shake them hard, causing a loud racket that echoed throughout the empty hallway. Suddenly, a few uniformed guards came through the opened door and shouted orders for him to stop. After repeated attempts to a deaf ear, they decided to grab a straightjacket so he would stop. One guard stood in front of the gate door and fumbled with his keychain full of odd shaped keys. Upon finding the correct one, he opened it quickly and the guards bum rushed him to the ground, pinning him. Kei struggled, finding the weight constricting under his frail body; his vampire strength lost due to his weakness. As he struggled the best he could, he somehow managed to grab hold of the smaller guard and instinctively clamped down on the lower part of his neck with his jaws, digging his fangs deep into the skin, breaking it. The smaller guard screamed in pain as the other two tried to pry Kei off of him. Kei's pupils enlarged as the animal instincts took over his mind as the sweet nectar from his victim filled him, even for a short moment. A shot of pain came from his side as the bigger guard stabbed a needle into his arm, pumping him with a sedative. A straightjacket was rushed on him, trapping his arms in a self hugging position. Kei no longer fought as his body became numb and was pushed into the corner of the room on the floor. The wounded guard pushed against his neck in shock, trying to halt the profuse bleeding. The guards exited the cell and locked up the door once more, taking their wounded friend to seek medical attention.
Kei slowly regained control of his body mentally fighting off the foreign substance that they had injected into his body. He knew he had dug himself deeper in a hole he couldn't get out of; they deserved it for keeping him there…
Guess it was only a matter of time…