Blood and Bullets: Hitman Male Reader [Original Story]

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Prowling the lobby's second floor, (Y/N) scanned everywhere for his prey. Benelli at the ready, he stood alert for any movement.

(Y/N): "Look at how quickly the tables can turn... a few days ago you looked at me like I was nothing but food... Now, you're fleeing from your meal for your life, as if your life was and is of any value..."

He widely grinned, his finger eagerly brushed against the shotgun's trigger. Eyes of a predator on the hunt for prey, darting in every direction. Meanwhile, Arlene was staying hidden. Trying to find an opening, any opening to one-up her hunter.

She thought the situation a funny one. For most of her life, humans were seen as cattle, or even as pets by some of the more eager vampires. An inferior race of beings...

- Sixty One Years Ago... -

The woman screamed as she was chased down the empty street. Her black dress was tattered and wrecked, her high heels gave away her position with every frantic step she took.

Arlene: "WHAT ARE YOU?!"

Fear-stricken and close to tears, she rounded a nearby corner only to come face to face with her attacker. A tall, pale man with a wide smile. She tried to back away, only to fall down in shock. Her escape attempts amounted to little, as she stared blankly at his entrancing eyes. The man in front of her was Vlad Luca, a man who could be considered as nobility. He appeared almost out of thin air about two years ago, his wealth and influence seemingly enormous and unending.

Vlad: "Such beauty..."

He said, while remaining sharply focused on her. His fangs began to slide past his bottom lip.

Arlene: "W-What do you want from me?"

She fearfully asked, still panic-stricken. Her lips were shuddering as she looked up at him.

Vlad: "Your beauty deserves to be preserved forever..."

He said, picking up the young lady by the throat. Arlene noticed other vampires lurking nearby. Armfuls of valuables in hand, bloody mouths and growling hungrily.

Arlene: "A-as one of you?... I-I..."

She didn't have time to give her choice, Luca plunged his fangs into her neck. Arlene silently screamed as she felt her life leaving her neck. Her eyes frantically darting around looking for a way out. Her skin turned as pale as snow. Making it seem like she was glowing in the moonlight. Vlad Luca dropped her, she landed on her feet before collapsing on her knees involuntarily.

After that, Vlad Luca took out a razor-sharp scalpel, slicing into his wrist. His pure vampiric blood flowing out slowly, the young woman's body was already changing. Starting with her sudden urge to lunge forward and drink from her assailant's wrist. Her hunger and lust for blood caused her to go almost rabid. Biting at his wrist, she thirstily lapped and suckled at his his gushing wound.

Vlad: "Yes... Drink, my sweet."

She went as far as using her blooming fangs to bite into Luca's wrist. He winced a little, but continued to smile widely. Arlene opened her eyes, her pupils had largely contracted, both her irises have turned dark crimson. The transformation was already underway. Her once-human self was gone.

Vlad: "You feel it right? Your body is changing now, you'll never be the same... You've become part of something bigger than yourself..."

Arlene: "I-I'm soooo thirsty for blood..."

She lustfully groaned out. Not craving the man's blood any more, but rather for the species she had left behind.

Vlad: "You're newborn, fragile... And irresistible for blood... Until the next month, you will hunger before you finally feed on your first mortal body."