File #1 - The Vampire Rising

Dec 25th, 2009. It's a snowy night.

You warmed your hands before you grabbed the cellphone from the pocket and read a message your childhood friend Francesca had sent you.

Merry Christmas, James. Sorry for not calling you. Busy.

You felt relieved. You didn't have to hear her voice and a simple message was enough for you to know that she was doing fine. After all, you had a more important business for you to deal with.

You were standing on the sidewalk, looking up at the window of room 302 of this apartment building. The lights were off. It was weird.

One of your old friends, Olivia, a researcher at a private laboratory near your agency, didn't show up at work this afternoon. She has seen sick for two days and she did tell you that she forgot to bring her medicine when you were having lunch together today. None of her colleagues knew where she has been, and she hasn't picked up any phone calls this whole time. So they called you after work, thinking you might be of help, and so you came to her apartment.

You sighed in the snow. Your work hasn't been going well lately. All those strange murders have been consuming you and you had barely rested. Olivia's disappearance was the last straw that made you want to take a long vacation after everything was settled.

You called her husband, Neil, about an hour ago and told him about Olivia's absence at work. He sounded very anxious and told you that he would be going home as soon as possible to check on his beloved wife. 30 minutes ago, you called again and failed to reach them both. By this time Neil should be home. That's why it felt weird when you noticed that the lights were off. Something was seriously wrong.

You stood in front of the door of Room 302, and before you rang the bell, you noticed that the door was slightly unlatched. It was intact, so no **** entry. On second thoughts, you carefully pushed the door open and walked inside lightly.

The living room was neat and clean. No signs of burglary or break-in either. You saw a brown purse lying on the sofa - it's Olivia's. She carried it to the lab this morning. And you saw a black coat hanging on the coat hanger in the corner. You recognized it to be Neil's. So he did come home. But where are they now? Why haven't they answered the phone?

With all the questions but no answers, you were driven by curiosity to search deeper. Nothing was special in the kitchen or bathroom, which made the bedroom the last to be checked. You felt uneasy and your heart was beating faster. Knowing this might further violate their privacy, you still walked carefully into the bedroom.

The double bed was a mess with clothes and underwear. With the help of the little moonlight through the window, you immediately noticed a dark-red stain on the floor, leading from the bedside all the way to the closet against the wall. Is that... blood? You were terribly afraid, but you still walked up to the closet and opened it. A naked, cold corpse fell out of it and knocked you down. It's Neil.

"Ah!" You cried in fear, crawling backwards for a few steps before you stood up shivering.

What the hell? You saw a pair of round, puncture wounds on Neil's neck, which looked exactly like the ones on the victims of your recent cases. The blood around them seemed to be already coagulated, but further investigation might disturb the crime scene, so you decided to call the police. You grabbed your cellphone from your pocket and quickly pressed "9" and "1", but before you could finish pressing the last button, you heard a voice coming from the direction of the bedroom door.

"You don't want to do that." The voice was familiar. It's Olivia's.

By instinct you raised your head to see who it was. The moment your eyes met with those blue eyes that were like shining electric lights, you stopped. It's not that you really didn't want to call the police, but you couldn't. Your hand was shaking. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't move your body below your neck.

Beside the bedroom door stood Olivia, a young woman with short black hair, naked and smiling. She gazed at you like a predator did a prey, and you couldn't resist but gazed at her as well. In the moonlight, her body looked pale. Unnaturally pale. Staring at her perfect-curved body, you felt that your mind was flooded with all sorts of thoughts, which provoked strong physiological arousal that hardened your dick in mere seconds.

"Merry Christmas, James." Olivia made one step forward and locked the door behind her.

"What have you done..." You struggled to speak, "Why can't I..."

"It's amazing, isn't it? I just need to look into your eyes and you're mine. I practiced that on Neil earlier. You have no idea how wild he has been with me in bed." Olivia smiled cunningly and came even closer to you, "And I can do much better now."

"What... happened to you..." You shook your head for a few times to clear your mind.

Olivia stopped at Neil's corpse. She squatted down, grabbed his neck and lifted him up in the air single-handedly. She licked the wounds on his neck but immediately spitted disgustedly and threw him away. How is she so powerful, you wondered.

"I was... enlightened." She kept approaching, "The blood sample has so much potential."

"The blood sample? What did you do with it?"

The blood sample came from the lastest **** case you've been investigating. It wasn't the victim's, and the police believed that it might be the murderer's. Thanks to you, the lab Olivia was working in received a blood sample for research from the police about a week ago, to help the investigation.

"A voice in my head has been telling me to drink it! So I did!" Olivia laughed frantically, "You see? I am stronger now! Stronger than Neil, than you, in every way possible! I can finally do whatever I want, with whomever I wish!"

Olivia opened her mouth with hisses. You saw clearly that her upper canines were elongating, turning into a set of inch-long fangs. Her bright blue eyes turned red in an instant and flashed a light of hunger. This isn't real, you kept telling yourself.

Except that your rational mind has been telling you otherwise. You knew what had happened to Neil now. You knew what had happened to all those victims in the cases you've been investigating. Vampires were real and Olivia was turned into one of them.

"And I don't need to hide my feelings. I can finally love you, James." Olivia smiled and lunged at you.

"What...? What are you..." You were shocked to hear that as much as to be choked on the throat by her cold hand.

"I love you, James, as much as I love Neil. I always love you both. I can't love you like I love him before, but I don't have to adhere to moral principles or laws anymore." Olivia smiled, "It's a shame that I couldn't control myself and killed him, but I still have you. I can love you, now and forever!"

And now you knew what was probably going to happen to you. She pinned you against the wall and was about to have her way with you. You immediately realized that there was no way you could fight this monster and make it out alive. This was where your career ended, it seemed. You mind struggled, but your body gave up already.

"That's a good boy." Olivia licked her fangs and reached out her hand to touch your face.

It's cold like the snow. If she were still a normal human you would definitely think she's freezing. The more you looked into her eyes, the more you lost both your mind and your control of the body. You held her hand on your face tightly and tried to warm it up. Olivia was stunned, and obviously shocked at your reaction. Unexpectedly, before you made another move, she pulled your head towards her and kissed you.

Her cold tongue invaded your mouth freely. At first you even thought you might be actually kissing a brick of ice, but in the next few seconds, you felt like it melted in your mouth. With your tongue intertwining with hers, you became bold enough to put your other arm around her waist, and dragged her closer.

The moment your cock pressed against her belly, Olivia let out a seductive moan, which crumbled what was left of your moral line. You kissed her with growing passion. You didn't care whether she's married or not, whether she's a human or a vampire. You didn't even care that the corpse of her dead husband was still lying on the floor behind her. You just yearned to take her.

She pushed herself away and started licking the blood on her fangs with relish. With confusion you touched your tongue and immediately noticed that it was cut open by her fangs and bleeding. A wave of numbness started to spread from the wound to your whole body. What is this, you wondered with your deteriorating consciousness.

"How sweet. You always bring me surprises." A red flush suffused her pale face.

With a strong throw from her you crashed in the bed. Staring at the vampire's red eyes, a part of you felt terrified but the rest was just sexually aroused.

"Come on, James. I know you better. You want to fuck and I want to suck. Why don't we just satisfy each other?" She eyed you up and down.

You blinked as a signal of approval. Whatever, she's not taking "no" as an answer anyway. Without any obstacle, Olivia tore your trousers apart, knelt down and ran her tongue over your cock. You felt like you're struck by electricity. And it felt good...

After teasing it for awhile, Olivia swallowed your precious thing completely in her mouth. You could feel it passively exploring the narrow space between the cold tongue and sharp fangs. The intoxicating pleasure almost drowned you. Under the compulsion of this beautiful yet deadly predator, you've lost the will to struggle and totally became her ****.

"Don't... don't stop..." You muttered. You didn't even know who's talking, your remaining self consciousness, or a long-trapped beast unleashed by lust.

At last, she stood up with satisfaction, climbed on top of you and guided your dick into her cunt. Despite of her unnaturally low body temperature, warmth still consumed your dick when it was inside of her. The pleasure was so overwhelming that, with her every movement, every moan and every hiss, the brightness in your eyes gradually faded. Unconsciously, you found yourself holding her waist with both of your hands.

And she pushed your head to the side gently and bit deeply on your neck.

The pain lasted just a moment and afterwards the unmatched pleasure continued to fill your mind. You felt your life **** pouring into the devil on you, from both up and down. And the numbness from before corrupted your body even further... It felt... amazing...

Olivia pulled her fangs out. You could see her pale face with blood all over her mouth. She was breathing heavily and licking up every last drop of blood she spilled. When she was finally satiated, she bit her wrist and pressed the wounds against your mouth. After some of her cold blood slid through your throat, you suddenly felt a strange flood of heat rushing through your veins. She smiled satisfyingly, leaned on you again and whispered in your ear.

"Just rest, James. I want you to be with me, and to be like me... Can you feel it, feel me, in your veins now?" Olivia smiled wickedly, "Don't fight it... Let it take you... I'll come back for you when your transformation is complete."

You were unable to hear clearly what she said afterwards as your vision was darkening quickly and all your senses were falling into the void in mere seconds.