You're a vampire.
At least that's what literature and the media had proclaimed it to be.
While the outside world doesn't know Vampires actually exist... Because in reality they don't...
You weren't born a Vampire...
You weren't bitten by some sparkling vampire... Yeah fuck that.
No... You were a lab experiment gone wrong.
It was something they couldn't have fathomed would happen when trying to test their new serum.
It's been years since you had thought of that life... Before your death...
But now, you're different...
You have a different name - background completely erased and made into something silly.
You were a soldier.
A Lieutenant of The Task Force 141... They were hunting men like the ones who had done you wrong...
Victory had bled into revenge... It was so close; you could nearly taste it.
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"Shade, you're with me today," Lieutenant Simon Riley enters the training room, eyeing you with a certain knot in his back.
You had been talking with Gaz when the masked Lieutenant demanded your attention.
"I'll see you later," you wave to Gaz as you walk over to Simon.
The gym has been emptied, most of the training had been earlier in the day, and while you prefer the silence.
You just didn't want to be the subject of Simon Riley's anger...
Your relationship with the Lieutenant was... Complicated to say the least.
You both had a mutual respect for one another...
And while you had truly never seen his face, for some reason the mystery lurking beneath the mask had become your obsession...
There had been moments where the real Simon Riley had slithered between the cracks of the mask, and you were able to see a different side, the feared leader.
You flirted.
You joked.
You laughed.
And you argued.
But there was something about him... That made you crave him in a way you hadn't felt in years.
"What can I do for you, Lieutenant?" You step into his space, eyeing the mask.
"You did good out in the field the other day, but I want to work on your coordination just a bit."
You wish there were moments were you could laugh...
Ever since... Your transformation...
Things have been different.
Your strength, speed, hunger, agility... Everything had nearly increased tenfold.
So, you always held back... Rather than hurting those you trusted, you learned to control what you could...
In order to appear... human?
"Uh, alright..." You can feel, can hear the blood pumping through your veins as he steps closer to you...
"Begin."
You had been at it for well over an hour, the match was tied... You had measured up to his expectations and beyond.
But now you have him in a hold, that makes your hunger... Awaken the monster you try to shield others from.
He's pinned, hands held up over his head, as you squeeze his narrow waist.
He looks delicious... Trapped beneath you, as he struggles to loosen your grip.
"Going somewhere, Lieutenant?" You give him a small grin, pearly white teeth glistening in the yellow light.
That's when you smell it...
It's an intoxicating scent... Overwhelming and powerful.
Over the course of years since you became a Vampire, you had only taken blood from those who deserved it.
And though it had been months since your last taste of human blood, and you are able to survive off of animal blood, and your secret stash of blood bags...
Fresh... Warm human blood, was everything and more.
The cut is across his forearm, looks recent – scab long since gone in your tussle with one another.
You feel your mouth watering at the sight of the crimson liquid as your fangs caress your tongue.
"Shade... What?"
His voice breaks you of the hold...
Letting go of his arms, you find your vision blurry, as black dots dance across your eyes.
"What the hell, was that?"
You react before you can think, trying to move from his grasp with haste, as you scurry to your feet, eyes wide with fear.
"SHADE!" He calls out to your retreating form.
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"FUCK!" You slam your first into the mattress.
You can feel the blood pumping through your veins as your adrenaline spikes and you feel on edge.
You know what he saw.
The slight shift in your eye color... Your fangs piercing through your trembling chapped lips.
Your hunger... Your instincts were in overdrive.
It had been a few days since you last ate, Price needed you on this last mission... There was nowhere you could hide, and nowhere you could run.
"Shit..." You begin pacing, hands running through your hair, as you try to understand the last few moments...
You were usually so careful...
But Simon...
He smelled so sweet...
It reminded you of your childhood – of stepping into the candy shop and smelling the sweet aroma of chocolate and caramel...
You try to take a deep breath to try and calm your hunger...
But every time you close your eyes, you are met with hazel eyes...
Knock! Knock! Knock!
It catches you off guard, how in depth you're trapped inside your own head, but you can taste it in the air...
Simon's at your door.
Do you run?
Or do you face the music?
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"Where do I even begin?"
You had let Simon into your room, he told you he didn't want to make you uncomfortable, but Simon knew he was curious by nature...
So, you told him everything.
From your capture to the experiment that altered your DNA... And he listened...
"So, you're a vampire?"
"Now, it sounds completely loony when you say it," you sit beside him, sighing heavily into your hands as you try to swallow back the ache that rattles through your teeth.
"What was that back there?"
Pulling your hands away, you stare forward, eyeing the book on your desk with a certain amount of interest.
"I haven't been able to eat for a few days..."
That's when it clicks with Simon... You had seen his blood.
Your hunger.
"Hey," he touches your knee, bringing your attention to him, "What do you need?"
"I need to feed," you can feel your breathing picking up as you eye Simon...
You can see the sliver of exposed skin peeking pass his neck... You can hear his heart beating...
Simon doesn't know where this courage came from, or why his sudden need to help you took over all human instinct.
"Why, don't you feed from me?"
"What?" You stare at him... Baffled beyond measure at the question...
"I trust you, Shade... And over the course of whatever this is... I've grown to care for you..."
"You can't ask me to do that," you stand from your bed, "Simon, I could hurt you."
Simon stands with you, "No you won't... I saw you back there, you had control..."
"Simon..." You hug yourself tightly, wishing this was a dream you didn't want to wake from.
He's on you before you can push him away.
"Do you trust me?"
You stare into those hazel eyes, and find yourself willing to sacrifice everything you have built for this man...
"Yes."
You watch with curious eyes, as he slowly begins to remove the mask...
"Then we need to do this properly..."
