You long to hunt

“That bitch needs to pay!”

“The bloodlust is wonderful, isn’t it? Do you smell our prey?”

You sniff the air. To your amazement, you can smell her. You can smell her blood.

“Yes! She hasn’t gone far.” You lick your lips. “I want to taste her.”

“What are we waiting for then?”

She begins sprinting ahead. You marvel at the way she moves, despite high heels. In a blur you follow.

You can smell the hunter. Her blood calls to you.

You reach her giggling an inhuman laugh as you see her.

She turns thrusting out a cross at you. You are horrified by the pain you feel. It feels like someone is burning your skin and sticking needles in your eyeballs. You take several steps back.

Gina comes up behind you and motions for you to circle her.

You split up, taking opposite sides of her. An experienced hunter she ducks down letting you both see the cross.

You whisper sweetly. “So what is your name?”

She ignores you.

“Come, there’s no reason we can’t talk.”

“My name is Tasha, monster.”

“Monster? That’s not nice. I’m Linda. It’s nice to meet you.”

“You may have been Linda, now you’re nothing but a bloodsucker.”

“Nothing but a bloodsucker? I’m much more than that Tasha.”

You try to meet her gaze, but more importantly you are providing a distraction for Gina, who grabs a fireman’s axe.

“I still have my memories, my personality, I’m just better.”

“No, now you’re a kill…”

The axe smashes into her hand sending the cross flying. You are on her before it hits the ground.

You sink your fangs into her neck. They penetrate and it feels like popping a grape. Moments after her blood, her life begins to flow into you.

It is the greatest moment of your life. You amend that to it being the greatest moment of your existence.

As you drink you see Gina has joined you, eagerly sucking from her wrist. Her expression, like yours is one of pure ecstasy. You feel Tasha growing weak beneath you. You realize she is going to die. You release her.

“Gina, stop! **** is too good for this bitch. She killed Lydia!”