Kiss Of Death Chronicles

Chapter 5 Night Stalker POV - I should be ashamed

A small snort escaped me. Humans were impossible... None of them believed in anything, except those odd characters whom sat upon the roof next store to where I stood. Telescopes costing more than their cars set up, looking to the sky nightly. They would take notes, and had signs awaiting for the arrival of the mother ship. But then again, who am I to make fun of them? I was one of those things which went bump in the night. Even if you couldn't see me, you may hear me from time to time. Aliens could exist... I existed, right?

At one time, I was one of those humans. Though I didn't believe in aliens, ghosts, or anything supernatural related. Sure, Dean and Sam made you want to believe in such things, but honestly. Who would trust someone eating nothing but pies, hitting on women, and unable to go a day without a beer or a twelve pack. Television had come such a long way since I was a young boy, with nothing but a dream. Insane I never had a moment to catch TV or watch something in my past life. Too busy with a singing career, later marriage. Yet I got one night, a mere hours of being husband and wife before I gone. Before this new life had found me. But that is an even longer story. One which may come out one day, I might sit down and write it out, piece together all the pieces of why me.

Still learning the powers I possessed, I had concluded I could cloak myself. Like a chameleon could blend into the surrounds, go unnoticed. I could even snap my fingers at will. Be where I wanted and have what I wanted. Could even mind control these pathetic humans. Ugh, I wish I was one still. Married life was where I wanted to be. I shoved those thoughts out going back to my list. But I didn't have to really snap my fingers, I liked it for dramatic effect I grinned to myself still listening to the humans on the roof. And now I had found I could travel to any place or time, didn't matter as long as the timeline existed. To the future I could go so far, knew I wouldn't be single forever. I didn't have her yet, I hadn't even met her. But I knew the moment I saw her in the future, and our kids. She was the one I would spend an eternity with. She was the soulmate I had been waiting for, not even the woman I married in human life could compare to her.

Possibly it was these agonizing ideas in my head, I wanted to torture and have sex. Different like my last life. I couldn't go a day without a thought of sex coming about. Life was much like that down under, where the flames danced. We were all the same. Sexual desires had intensified. Sinning had became how we lived.

A snap of my fingers, I had enough of those two on the roof. Too many decades out there to spend my time here in Roswell, New Mexico listening to them. I wanted to each all the decades, waste some time. Having forever had it's advantages. Sliding back through the decades, I stopped at the great depression. They had clothes, and Bonnie and Clyde. Legendary the couple were. I didn't want to go see them, I would want to join in on the fun. Also I didn't tamper too much with history. If I did, then I could cause an issue. Least I would think I could, can't go doing that. We are all destined for our own greatness. Once more I snapped my fingers, ending up in a high end suit. Not many dressed up this much around here. I slid into a local diner, a couple people were sitting on stools along counter and a few tables were occupied. Taking a seat, I removed my hat sitting it next to me. Then ordered a coffee.

Looking out the window I watched people go passed moving about. It wasn't until long red locks caught my attention that I had stopped taking those breaths I didn't need. A beautiful little girl running past like her life depended on it. In a flash I was outside following her without even moving my feet. Masking myself with the surrounding. Something about red hair always caught my eye, I couldn't help it. Could sit back combing my fingers through some ginger locks for hours on end. She was a child, I didn't have those thoughts just curious as to why she appeared her whole world was falling apart. She stopped in front of a house not far down the road, I stopped too watching. Her little hand beat on the door urgently. A man opened the door, looked to her and arched a brow. She whispered to him unable to speak too much. His face fell, reaching back he snagged his jacket and followed her. I did the same going back to her home to see her mother had passed not long ago.

Moving my finger fast forwarding to the future. She was a mere nineteen, or around it. I had stopped there seeing her. Now this woman, I could do something with. I groaned aching to be closer to her, but she was preparing for a date. Surprised she wasn't taken, married, and with child. Things did tended to run in that order. But I also knew, my future was written out already. Curious as to what hers looked like, I went ahead fast forwarding to see what lied ahead for the delicate ginger. She wasn't so delicate in the future, I swallowed seeing her nearly cut a man's dick off. What a feisty creature she became after...

Returning I followed her on the date without being seen. At the end, I saw it coming before it happened. The man she was out with, a vampire. One with a reputation. He moved town to town, squatting a bit and finding a new victim each place. He was smart, I would give him that. I wanted to stop him, wanted to clear my throat hard enough it would scare him off. This she was destined for, she wouldn't find true meaning until the future. I'll have to save her though, not let her escape me until he was gone. If not this had two outcomes. I saw two possible futures. Mysterious, only person I ever stalked and saw two lifelines with. The vampire version, would flourish and move past what she becomes.

I disappeared knowing her spirit no longer dwelled on Earth, it was between worlds.

In the darkness I could see her, arms moving about as if she would get somewhere in a rush. The voice of her mother called from above for her to follow while hell fought back wanting the beauty. I shook my head, hand finding hers I tugged her out. Hard as it was, I could of just pushed her deeper to the south. Could've claimed her as mine, no one else would stand a chance against me. I could've had my way, but I remember the girl who was sad after losing her mother and her father no help, other than being town drunk. The human part that won't die, he annoyed me. Yet if she was on Earth, I could follow her and see her without her awareness. It gave me something to do, none the less.

She asked a lot of questions, I should never gave back her voice. Avoiding them I did, didn't want her to know too much. Sure as hell didn't want her to know, I struggled about keeping her to myself. She would mess up my own future, I couldn't allow it. As time grew shorter an shorter with us, I cupped her face. "Run, don't go home." I kept repeating, not wanting her to forget what we spoke about. I would meet her up there, watch her make sure she did just that. She'd be in worst shape if she killed one of her siblings, feeding off of them from the blood lust. Vanishing I went above into the human realm, seeing her there still and cold on the ground. The vampire was no where to be seen. I knelt next to her, my mind racing with so many thoughts. Heather would been such a beautiful trophy to place in my room,. I combed her hair back, those locks stuck in the dried blood on her neck. The wound had healed itself in her deep sleep.

The more I admired her, the tighter the crouch of my pants got. Closing my eyes, I started counting in my own mind. If she woke up saw me knelt there with a hard on and a grin. She would throw accusations in my direction. I did have those come to mind, not going to lie. Her ivory skin so delicate, the seam of her dress had slipped up nearly to top of her thigh. It wouldn't take much to tilt my head and see what kind of panties were under there. I shook my head, wanting the thoughts to go away. A lot of women could get me worked up like this, but a ginger was so rare and unique. Heather was the most beautiful redhead I ever laid my eyes on. And she was off limits. I smiled ear to ear as her lashes batted, eyes opening slowly.