Realm of the Rogues

Chapter XIV

- - {POV: Unknown} - -

I have been following the group for some time now. They are a curious bunch. As to my understanding, we have one male werewolf, and perhaps another female werewolf, but I have only seen her in her wolf form. And then there is the last one. She is female, and I can't figure out what she is supposed to be. From the looks of it, she is just a human, but I've never seen werewolves interact with a human like that. I'm pretty sure they are a pack, so it would be quite stupid to have a human member, as they ultimately pull the entire pack down. A chain is only as strong as its weakest link, right?

The weirdest part, however, is that they are all naked. Well, of course, the one in wolf form is naked, but I can't seem to figure out why the other two are as well. I wonder how long they have known each other. I'm pretty sure that they are some outcasts of some sort. No pack would let three of their members walk such a great distance, and definitely not naked, not even if they were some sort of scavenger group.

I saw the human-looking female first. She was bathing in a pond. At first, I wanted to kill her, but I managed to control my hunger. First off because she was cold, and cold blood doesn't taste as good, and secondly because she ran back to their make-shift pack. I don't think I could have handled all three of them, so it didn't seem worth it at the moment. Especially because I don't know enough about what they even are. What if she was a banshee or maybe a wendigo? No way in hell I could handle one of those, mostly because I have never been up against one one-on-one, so I don't know their weak spots. 

Once back at home, I saw some of the strongest of us trying to fight off a banshee, and the way that the scream of the banshee crushed the skulls of those closest to it scared me. Even though I would never admit that. The worst part was, that the ones that it had hurt, just law squirming and screaming for hours until we were able to either burn and kill them or try to patch up the ones less hurt. That is the downside of immortality when you still have pain receptors.

Another time, when I was naught but a wee lad back in Scotland, the entire neighboring city was slaughtered by a wendigo. This was before I was changed, so I and my family ran off with some of the other villagers, trying to escape the wendigo. From what I was told, they are like zombies or cannibals; humans that crave flesh and have long and sharp teeth, that they use to kill people in the most macabre way.

Kinda ironic how I am almost like a wendigo now. I too kill people to settle my hunger, but I don't eat their meat. I just drink their blood. At least I can control my hunger, and I can settle it without actually killing. I could just drink a little and let the person go, of course not without using a little mind trick first so they don't remember me. If they did, it would be a catastrophe. It's quite convenient actually. It has allowed me to enslave the entire population of the closest city. They are now my own personal blood bank, and they don't even know it. 

You might then ask, why I am following this sorry bunch if I have the entire city to myself. The answer is actually quite simple; I am bored. And then also the fact that my other fellow vampires are disagreeing with my methods. I fear that they might soon cast me out for good, so I am trying to find alternative ways of feeding myself. I would like to think that I am quite humane. Well, of course, there have been a few slip-ups, where I might have taken a sip too much, but that could have happened to even the best of us...

My other vampire brethren think they are better, just because they only drink the blood of the Suggero family. The Suggero family have been the food source of the other vampires voluntarily for hundreds of generations. Every person in that family lives with us from the moment they are born and til they die of old age. The Suggero have chosen to stay with us and donate their blood, and in return, some of the best of them are granted the gift of being turned into a vampire as well. They are quite privileged, to be honest; they have their own mansion and get everything served. The only requirement is that they eat healthily and multiply as much as they can. They aren't allowed to leave, so sometimes one of the vampires takes off to a city to find a wife or a husband for one of the Suggero family members. We can't have them getting kids with each other. Of course, this new addition to the family isn't always as stoked, but they just have to deal with it. The other vampires basically think that I am the bad guy for drinking the blood of unknowing people instead of the same boring person from the Sugerro family, that I was alotted. Well I'm sorry that my tastebuds are a bit more refined, and that I won't settle with only drinking fucking-Lindas blood until she dies.

So here I am. I haven't spoken with the others for quite some time. I was tired of the way that they acted like they are noble and superior. They have way too many rules and claim that they are all made to make sure that we act correctly. Like, come on. We are vampires. By default, we are the bad guys, and no number of rules and laws is going to change that. Why can't we just live and have fun? I am not officially cast out yet, but I am pretty much on my own. I know that it affects me since I am not as strong and fast as I used to be. But I get by just fine in spite of that. I have after all lived for about 200 years - depending on whether or not you count my years before I was turned - so I am quite experienced if I should say so myself. I know that the eldest of the vampires are multiple millennia old, and are oh-so-wise because of that, but I believe, that we should follow the times and change up our ways. 

So that is just what I am doing, hopefully starting with doing something with these three individuals...