"It is hunger that screams from within you, you must feed and you must do it now."
Feed. I knew it was what had to be done but the thought suddenly seemed worse than the pain itself. I took a deep breath and forced myself to straighten up. I closed my eyes and centred my thoughts, allowing only what I wanted to hear to enter my now powerful mind and then there it was. A single heartbeat. It pounded with all the rhythm of the life it was steadily prolonging. It wasn't far from where I stood I knew that. I could feel it's owner, smell there mortality. The pain screamed again but this time I did not fall at it's call, instead I moved quicker than was humanly possible, sped from the spot where I had died and been reborn and moved towards the sound. The smell. The food.
"Go, do what is now your nature."
I couldn't have stopped if I tried. I knew only what had to be. I had to feed. I raced through the shadows, uncaring of being seen. I would be only a flicker in the corner of a mortal's eye. I had no need to be concerned. The sound grew louder, the scent stronger and then there he was. His closeness overwhelmed me and I forced myself to breath him in before I moved in.
"Do not be taken in by their sudden beauty, they are below you now."
He was right, I knew suddenly that I could be swayed by my sudden overpowering attraction to him, to all of them. I had to act and I ahd to act quickly, the pain in me was growing beyond even my newly acquired threshold. I moved with the speed and grace of a cheetah going after a young antelope. I joined him in his travels like a second shadow then when the time was right I grabbed him and pulled him out of sight of any prying eyes. He was stunned, unaware of what held him as his pale blue eyes searched for his assailant in the encroaching shadows.
"Do not make him or your own hunger wait."
I moved into his field of vision and looked at him closely. He was quite beautiful, more beautiful, I felt, than I would have found him when I was alive. I ran my nails across the warm skin of his face. Feeling his life beneath it and smiled. He watched me, silent, unbelieving of what his eyes told him was standing before him and then the panic set it, gripping him like invisible arms, shaking the will to survive back into his stunned brain and suddenly he writhed in my hands. Pulled at my fingers in an attempt to release himself. I smiled again and leaned forward, close enough for him to hear my vampiric whisper.
"Just relax, you will only make it worse if you fight me."
The End.
I Thank You.
HC.
