Vampires-Chapter 4

"Mmmmmm...oh can we? I have not been out in two days, my eyes are becoming jealous of you sweet lady...and my hands are going crazy...crazy to grip a lucious, gorgeous male between these...beautiful hands of mine.." I smiled at her as I sat down across from her in her room on the loveseat. "Have you ever noticed my hands..." Katie asked swiftly, in her weak, gentle, almost child-like voice, as she gracefully got out of her bed, her silk white nightgown flowing ceaselessly behind her. She got down on her knees in front of me, and held her hands out in front of my face. "My hands...my hands are the most wonderous hands I have ever seen...Arn't they?" I gently took one her hands and placed it to my forehead, and the other to my heart. "They are indeed, perfect hands young Katherine." I began, and she grinned happily at that, so sure of herself. "But you must remember, killing in vain hurts me...hurts...," I tapped my finger over her hand that was placed on my heart. "My heart..." She looked up at me with those eyes of hers, the eyes that just made you want to hug a person and tell them everything was perfectly fine. I've always admired her eyes, and they only got better after she turned. They were like an innocents...so pure. She nodded, and than hugged me like I was her own. She did that often. Pretended I was her child, that she needed to protect. But she would not be like that for long, I had been planning on giving her some of my blood to strengthen her powers to mine. But she had not yet proved herself to that point of honor. "I know...I know..." She said with a sigh. "I'm pained too..." I looked up at her. "Hungry?" I asked. At that word, the biggest grin ever appeared on her face.

We entered the night club, looking sexier than ever. Dressed up as two huge sluts, preparing to get laid that night. Well, thats what it looked like. Katherine was giggling, and squealing lightly with happiness as she scanned the crowd. "So much fresh prey tonight Melony...It is a feast!" She exclaimed, right before running into the dancing crowd. Knowing her, by the end of the night she would have five guys in bed with her, and would eat them all at the same time, laughing hysterically at their screams. I sat down at a huge booth, watching the dancers, studying the humans. Searching for the one who would have the pleasure of being my dinner that evening. Usually I only picked people who did not deserve to live, but I felt like a treat tonight. Maybe a ditzy blonde, cheerleader, who embarrased people who weren't worthy of her, or a "Big man on Campus" type. I smiled secretly as I watched Katie rub against two guys who were dancing with her. One was practically on top of her from behind, and the other was in front of her getting his groove on. She was grinning, and giggling, hands way above her head, as she let the fellas grope her, and do whatever they pleased. Good choice. I thought to myself, feeling proud of Katie. The two guys were into serious relationships and had come to the club for some nookie. But the good part was, that the two were abusive men, they abused their loved ones, physically, and mentally. Those two were going to get it later on, that I knew. Usually, when I met my meal, I cut to the chase, and ate. But Katherine...was different...she played with her food. A familiar voice interuppted me. "Hey." I looked up, and to my surprise saw one of the boys I saw at the park earlier. He was the pure one, I figured. "Hello." I replied. "Uh, I think I saw you at the park earlier today, am I right?" He asked. I knew he did, but I decided to tease. "Well you never know, I pass a lot of people each day. But I was in the park today, Vigor Park I believe." "Yes, that's the one." He said happily, glad that I was the right girl. "Um, may I sit?" He asked me. I nodded, letting him scoot in next to me. "I-I'm James. James Blanton." James introduced himself, shaking my hand. "Melony." I replied. Rule number one I thought. Never give out your last name. But of course he was only a love-sick boy of seventeen. "So tell me James, how does one as young as yourself get into a club like this?" I asked casually. He pulled out a fake ID, and laughed uncomfortably. "You don't work here do ya?" He joked. I smiled at his sense of humor. He was a cutie. With dirty-blonde hair, joker lips, and a nice smile. Tall, and lanky. But that was the way most of the young ones came. I took a immdiete liking to him. He was a good boy. But as usual, my nostrils did not fail me. I could detect the sweetness of his blood, and how delicious it smelt. Part of me wanted to drain him of every last bit of humanity he held, but just could not bring myself to it. A slow, light beat came on. I reconized it as some new song. Katherine would waste her time on such things as silly love songs. But after all, she had much to learn, and keeping her alive was my main priority at this point. "Would you like to dance?" James asked me. It was an offer I couldn't pass up. I nodded, and he helped me out of the booth and led me to the dance floor. I looked over and saw Katherine, once again, acting like the slut she dressed to be for the night. She had two guys on each arm, and snuggled to one who was ahead of her. I smiled. It was like watching my child play. James acted like a complete gentleman, like the ones I knew of way back in the day, centuries ago. "You know, you seem awfully young yourself. You look the age of eighteen." James told me, looking down at me, for he was a bit taller than I was. "Well, looks can be decieving young James. I may be older than you really think." I quoted. "Oh really?" He responded with a huge grin, as we continued to dance in circles. I just smiled back. I could not understand, why was I attracted to this human? Worst of all, a young boy. But I just could not resist being around him. There was just a certain attraction. I laid my head on his shoulder, as he sang softly in my ear. "I wanna stand with you on a mountain, I wanna bathe with you in the sea, I wanna lay like this forever...until the sky falls down on me..." I smirked at his voice. He could not sing a tune, but it was a very romantic thing to do. I began to feel the hunger rise in me again, as my lips accidently brushed his neck. I pulled my head away quickly, but kept the beat so he would not suspect anything. So close...I thought. No, you will not hurt this one. Not this one! He is an innocent, and one you seem to be fond of. For some reason, from the start, I had taken a liking to James, just as I did to Katie. But this liking was not the love for a child kind, it was a secret passion that terrified me, and all of the ancients, and gods would look down on me in disgrace if I went to such measures as to fall for a boy. Just don't...

I lay on the damp grass from the early rain showers from the previous days, and stared at the sky, pulling a cigar out from my victims pocket, and sniffed it. It was expensive. Cuban...I ususally had not attuned my lungs to such torture, especially with cigarettes, but a good cigar always put my full stomach to ease. I lit the cigar, and placed it between my lips, inhaling. I turned my head to the dead male beside me, and than to the other side where a woman lay. I felt myself begin to laugh. Such fools these mortals are. I was pleased. They were young, tasting. The girl was an innocent, but she was stupid enough to get in my way while I was feeding. It was a shame really. But I don't think I had ever been so satisfied in such a long time. The male was not much of a problem, he was easy to lure into my clutches and take what I pleased. I had actually only intended to take a few pints of blood from the young man, but the reckless, supposively his girlfriend pissed me off to my limit. I giggled slightly as I remembered having her head between my hands and snapping her like a twig. Having two meals in one night is so very filling. I actually wondered how Katie was doing. I remembered seeing her leave with two of the men she had met at the begginning of the night into a car. Katie may be a weak one, but she is very smart, and quick. She is one to always come up with a plan to get out of trouble if needed. I got up to my feet, and averted my eyes from the sky down to my two victims. I kicked the girl on top of the dead male and smirked. "Ok, now I'm done. He's all yours." With that, I threw the cigar onto them, and walked off, leaving them in the deserted woods.

Katie sat up on her knees, her kinky zebra dress sticking to her like glue from the rain that had just poured down. She smiled happily, squealing like a baby, and a monkey combined. The remains of one of the men lay there, decapatated. "Hmmm, guess I got a little carried away. Oops. Silly me." Katie said, as if it was a fluke. She waved her hands in the air, and got to her feet. Her shoes were somewhere in the car so she was standing on the curb of an old dirt road, barefoot in a foot of mud. She suddenly remembered that the other man had run off in fear, straight into the dark woods. He had left while she had drained Mr. Hairy from all of his delicious red liquid. She had called him Mr. Hairy because he had hair on his chest, and in other unsuspected places. A huge grin placed upon her face. "I remember this...hmmm..." Katie began, talking to herself. "Cat and Mouse..." She sensed he was still running frantically in the woods. She was able to hear crunching of leaves a mile into the woods. Her ears detected his heavy breathing. She closed her eyes, swaying her head in swift circles, humming like a bee. Katie could hear his heart pounding, and it made her feel as if she had great power. The power rose in her, and she than opened her eyes, and screamed out. Her scream was among another powerful tool of hers. It could be heard fifty miles away freely by any human. It may not be clear as to the words that come out of her mouth, but it is still there, and stings horribly once it hits the ear drum. "I'M COMING FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'M GOING TO GET YOU, AND YOUR LITTLE DOG TOO!" She began to laugh hysetreically like a mad woman, and took off at the speed of light, faster than any leapord beyond humanity.

I gasped as I heard Katherine's scream, she was not more than a mile away. I strained my eyes to see beyond what was known to see, and found a car as I ran after the scream, and a dead man, although I was not close enough yet to know what she had done. I looked to my left as I ran, and I knew than she was in the woods, so I leaped onto the muddy hill, and into the trees to world beyond.

Katie leaped onto the man's back, knocking him into the dirty mud face down. He groaned, and she twisted him over onto his back so he was facing her. She straddled him as he despertly pleaded to her. "Please, oh god please don't kill me. I...oh god. I don't want to die!" "Why not? In a matter of thirty years you would have died anyway, probably of a heart attack. Why don't I save you a couple decades and just kill you now. Your at your peak Dylan..." Katie began rubbing her hands all over his shirt, before taking her long nail and slicing the shirt cleanly open with one swipe as if it were a razor. "Your getting old. Flabs of fat will grow on you in a matter of two years from to much booze, your hair will fall out in ten so you will be completely bald. If I let you live you'll just be heading into a life of ugliness. I should just kill you before your good looks fall off you. It's for your own good. Two years isn't nearly as satisfying. But you have already had twenty-nine years of life. Isn't that enough?" Katie spoke out, teasing him with her nails, touching him in places that seemed to arouse him. "I don't care! I want to die an old man. Please, I don't want to die now." Dylan kept continuing to beg for mercy. She took her whole hand, and slowly pierced his chest with her long nails, pulling them all the way down to his stomach. He screamed in agony. Katie quickly covered his mouth. "Shhhh, we don't want to wake up the dead, do we?" Dylan's tears were the only sign of pain that was shown for Katie, until he tried to bite her hand, and did. "Ouch!" She shrieked, before slapping him so hard he fell unconcious. She looked down at her hand, seeing a small trickle of blood escape the bite mark. She looked at it for a minute, than brought it to her lips. She bent down so her face was a few inches from his neck. "Ruff, you've been a bad doggie."

I approached Katherine, who was on her knees, a huge puddle of blood lay before her. Her back was to me, and I could hear only silence. I sniffed the air, and could tell there had been a bloody fiesta only minutes before I arrived. "He was bad. You understand, you know he was bad." Katherine spoke out, not moving at all. "Mmm hmmm." Was all I let escape my lips. "Come Katherine. Let's leave this place. You must be worn, and want to rest." She nodded, but did not move. So I stood, and waited.