Bloody Ready

You rise from your coffin Thanksgiving night and wing your way quickly to the ‘Honorable’ Judge Volka’s house. You land on the roof. You sense Caroline inside. You can feel her growing bloodlust. It will only take a little push.

You look through her eyes. Sitting at the head of the table is the judge. Across from him is his very demure wife. Caroline’s fiancé sits on the other side of the table from her.

You focus on her mother and begin projecting bloodlust. Caroline fidgets. Visions of fountains of blood fill her head. She looks at her mother and licks her lips. You increase her bloodlust a tenfold. Her eyes widen. You feel her will break. She gives into her new desires.

With faster than human speed she hops up on the table and pounces at her mother.

“Dear it’s not polite...”

She tears into her throat slaking her thirst with blood. Her shocked fiancé tries to grab her. She turns smacking him down onto the table and diving at his throat.

As she slurps down his blood, her mother bleeds out, while her father looks on in shock. After a few moments she looks up at him.

He is too shocked, too old, and too feeble to run. Caroline pounces on him, knocking him to the floor. She tears into his throat.

You lower yourself to the backyard patio and mentally command Caroline to invite you in. She gives a little come here wave as she continues slurping down her father’s blood.

It isn’t an invitation, but it’s enough. You step inside, admiring the blood spattered about the room.

Caroline looks up from her repast, blood dribbling down her chin. “What...what did you do to me?”

You laugh. “I am a vampire, Caroline, I gave you a taste of me.”

She stands up her modest dress covered in blood.