The Last One.

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My gums ached at the smell of the warm scarlet liquid pumping through my next victim.

"Please no!" My meal begged.

"Im sorry, love, but my mother told me it wasn't good to waste food." And with that, I bit in letting her blood fill me with satisfaction.

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My name is Louis Tomlinson but you might know me as many different things. You see, I am hundreds of years old so every once and awhile I have to change my name. Well usually it's either Louis or William.

I must admit, Im a pretty good lad.....well until my inner monster takes over and I turn into a blood craving psycho.

I live a pretty lonely life ya know? I can never keep a friend because I end up eating them. I know what you are thinking, Why don't I find another one of you? Well that's the thing, there are no more like me.I am the last vampire left.

Well that's what I think any way....

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