Vampire & Witch; The Shadows

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                     ***LUCIAN***

I had a lot of ways finding a prey. Whether it was at the alley where I collected drunkards and some lowlifes, or...dating sites.

   Tonight was promising, a double date!

I'd never gone to one of those things. Who knew, if the night went well, we could have like a foursome. Now that, was something I have done countless times over the years...even a sex orgy. Both with humans, and vampires.

I could already feel the rush through my body to that thought as the engine died. But my other 'engine' seemed to be coming to life. "Not now!" I glared at the bulge on my lap.

        Those humans weren't supposed t see me like that, otherwise it might have scared them. A pervert, the term they called men who got aroused over nothing. I guess it applied to vampires who got turned on by the thought of fucking and draining a human.

I raised my butt and tugged the pants up to ease the tension their tightness was inflicting on my full member.
    Maybe adjusting my shaft would be better!

My hands quickly undid the belt before sliding a hand under the band of those black boxers. Ooh! It felt so good after positioning it just right, I could have rolled my eyes to the back had it not been to a specific scent. It jolted all my senses to full wake as the adrenaline kicked in. I felt my canines stretching outwards as my brain screamed... she's near.

           My ears welcomed all the sounds from near and far. There were some feminine giggles and high pitched squeaks from their heels as they walked on the concrete.

"He's really cute." One said.

  "Oh yeah? What color are his eyes?" Her companion asked.

Yes! That's the voice from the previous night. How could I forget how soft and velvety it was even as she escaped from me with her magic?

   I saw them walking from the building ahead, my date has the long white hair, it looked so flawless in the pictures. She seemed delicate, yet her light gray eyes felt ready to tear someone to pieces. But, I had picked her out of the thousands just because of her blood type, AB.
Over the years, I had grown a certain interest and satisfaction from that blood type. Because of how selfish the blood type was, it drew me to it. It tasted better than the others.

     But, none of all the types could come closer to what I had tasted the other night.  Syrans, they called themselves. A selfish race of witches that chose to hide away and bred amongst themselves. Which was why their blood tasted so powerful than the regular witches that had been left on our side of the earth.

I guess I was drawn to selfish bloods.

   Maybe because I was a selfish ass myself that cared about nobody else other than myself. My survival. My preys. My territory.
Yet, with all my selfishness, I seemed to attract others. I had a small colony that would die for me. A leader they had made me even though I hadn't wanted to be one.
      And so I had to be one. I made the rules. But I also broke them countless times because there was nobody to stop or challenge me.

A knock on my window snapped me from the thought-ridden-world.

    There she was, standing behind my date in an attractive blue dress and a black furry long coat as she clutched her small blue purse. Her red hair was held in a bun, but a few strands had escaped due to its thickness. She also had gray eyes, but more darker.

The moment I had anticipated for the last two minutes had come. I slowly opened the door and stepped out while adjusting my shirt.

         "Dan Hatcher." Daisy smiled.

I nodded, reciprocating the smile under the light flooding down at us from the lamp towering from my right. "Daisy Jones," said stretching a hand towards her.
She slid hers in mine, wearing one innocent smile. If only she knew what awaited her.

   "Dan, meet Syin, my housemate. Syin, this is my date, Dan."

Now that introduction was the one I was waiting for.

Our gazes collided as I directed my open palm at her... There was confusion, and what I presumed was fear. She knew. She felt me. My hunger. My craving.

    Syin took a step back when I took one forward. Her eyes started looking around.
But for what?
Then it hit me, there could be more of her kind lurking around. If indeed she had guardians, it could only mean one thing...the little redhead was royal.

I pulled on a friendly smile while retreating my hand. "Not a fan of handshakes eh?"

  Daisy giggled to clear the awkward moment as her friend eyed me sternly.
If I dared anything off, they would pounce at me from the shadows with their magic and witchy weapons.

   "Your car looks great!" Daisy's voice drew my eyes back to her.

"Thank you... So, anyone feeling like eating?" I asked eyeing the car so we could get the hell out of there.

      Daisy let out another nervous giggle.
"I am!" She squeaked walking to the other side of the car.
Without waiting for me to open it for her, she jumped in then darted her questioning eyes at Syin and myself.

I turned to face the little witch, offered her a smirk. "Are you thinking of setting me on fire?"
   She glared up fiercely at me, then towards the car. "Don't you dare touch her or I will make your blood flow backwards!" Syin threatened before rushing past me and for the backseat door.

I took a deep breath running a hand down my face. The air around was still, but I could now feel two tensed up beings watching me. Waiting for a slip up so they could eliminate me. Bastards!