You're A Killer (Vampire! Frikey)

Don't Hurt Frank

I ran.

I needed to kill.

I needed to kill...not just for the sweet yet metallic taste of blood...but for the melodic screams my victims sing at the top of their lungs as they come to the sudden realization that they're about to die.

I needed to kill for the satisfaction of the light and happiness leaving my victims eyes as I drain every drop of life from their poor, weak bodies as they lay helpless.

"Too weak to fight." They usually thought before I slowly bit into their neck, savoring every single gasp of complete horror and pain they uttered.

I come across a log cabin and smirk slightly. "Time to put on a show."

I run up and pound on the door frantically. "Help me! Help me please!" I shouted.

A man with dark blond hair, gorgeous light brown, almost yellow eyes opens the door.

"Who are you? What do you want?" He asked rudely. He showed signs of just waking up from a long nap.

I managed to whip up some fake tears.

"M-my daughter...sh-she got hurt an-"
I said, purposly stumbling over my words.

The man grabbed his coat and slippers.

"You're lucky I'm a doctor. Where is she?"

I grab him and pin him up against a large tree.

He squirmed and tried pushing me off.

"What the fuck!!!" He shouted. "Get off, you psycho!!!"

I grab his hair and pulled his head to the side.

I slowly bit into his neck, savoring not only the blood, but the screams for help too.

When I was done, I threw his body on the ground, burned it and walked away from the charred remains.

I climbed and sat on a tall, nearby tree, over looking the high school.

I think and choose my next target carefully.

Cheerleaders? Too squirmy...and too high pitched...

Goths? They wouldn't scream...they would enjoy it.

I spot a short kid in his regular school uniform. Half of his hair was black and the other half was kind of shaved and dyed blond. He also had eyeliner on and was carrying a guitar.

He was walking with what seemed like his friend. He was not much taller than the other boy. His hair was long and dyed black. He was pale and his nails painted black.

I watched in interest as they hold hands and cut through the woods right below me.

They laughed and threw heaps of dead leaves at each other. How romantic.

I rush down from the tree and hid behind another one.

"What the fuck was that?" The long haired boy asked. From close observation, I noticed that his name was Gerard.

He looked around but never spotted me.

Stupid kid.

As soon as Gerard leaned in to kiss the other boy, I decided to make my kill.

I ran up another tree and sat on the branch nearest to the the both of them.

I waited for the right moment then plucked him off of the ground...kind of like how Batman would do it.

I ran up another tree to where the other boy couldn't see.

I covered the long haired boys mouth as he screamed for help.

"What's his name? Remember, if you scream, I won't hesitate to kill you." I said calmly.

I slowly uncovered his mouth.

He spit in my eye and tried squirming away.

I laugh and look him in the eyes and he stopped moving. He was very, very scared.

I look down to find the other boy pacing around and calling Gerards name frantically, before huddling up near the base of the tree and crying.

Poor kid.

"What the hell do you want from me?" Gerard asked as I pinned him closer to the tree.

"Other than your blood and the satisfaction of your inevitable death...I want your little boyfriend you've got there."

"I swear to God if you hurt Frank-" He covered his mouth as if he was a child that just got caught by his mother for cursing.

I look down at the sobbing figure near us. "Frank. What an ordinary name for an extraordinary looking boy like him." I muttered.