Heavenly Thirst

Chapter One: Arabella

My heels clicked loudly as I walked along the old winding tunnels that were buried deep beneath the bustling cities surface. Since becoming a vampire three hundred years ago, these tunnels have been my only hunting ground. Although crumbling and old they reminded me of a life I used to have, a heartbeat that I used to have. Now all I have are my cold and lifeless victims.

Blonde. The girl I had just drained every last drop of blood from was blonde. And as I threw her body over my shoulder and began to briskly walk along the side of the tunnel I admired her hair. She would have been quite a lovely thing to look at if I had allowed her to live, but sadly she didn't even last ten minutes. Her mouth was positioned open, and the lipstick that she wore on her full lips was red and smeared all across her face in large elaborate swipes. A small part of my heart told me that I was wrong to rob the lives of so many innocent people, but my brain told me that my heart was no longer beating.

I chose to ignore my emotions when I first became a vampire. I didn't want to hurt people I love, so I chose to love no one. It was a lonely life, but it kept me sane in my darkest times, although as a vampire an aura of darkness always surrounded me, threatening to choke me and take control just long enough to expose me to the world. I was always on the edge of insanity, always testing my limits. My sanity was in reality, just a false sense of security.

I watched the body drift into the bushes that grew along the waters edge and as the weeds wrapped their slimy green limbs around her I finally allowed myself to breath. The dirty work was done and for once I felt an emotion that was not hunger or dissatisfaction. As I