Part 1 (Section 4)

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Lying alone with my thoughts I let my fingers slide across the thick comforter once more. It felt as if hours had passed before the heavy wooden door opened again and a my sister walked in. I can tell at once that Master has compelled her and I frown, as sadness whispers through my thoughts. Sister? Not being able to speak frustrates me and I pound my fist into the bed as I watch her calmly walk over to me.

I know you can hear me Master. Why her? I will not kill her. A new thought, not my own, but blending with the others nevertheless makes me close my eyes as a single tears falls down my cheek. Child.....you will kill her....because you haven't had food for the past 3 days. He's right, like usual, and as she comes closer the predator awakens within and claws begin to slowly push their way through the skin of my hand. I try violently to stop them and do everything to hold it back but the feeling of hunger is way too strong and my canines grow large within my mouth.

Then something strange happens, my sister winks at me and pulls a syringe out of her pocket. "Hold still, Sister." She says to me in a hushed tone. "This will hold back the craving so I can get you out of here." I verily hold back from ripping into her neck as she comes forward and stabs the syringe into my thigh. I watch in awe as she pushes the shiny liquid into my leg. Then the craving for blood disappears, I no longer want to bleed my sister dry. Thank you sis, I will never forget what you have done for me. I love, and miss you. I set my hand gently on her shoulder and give it a squeeze before sitting up against the headboard once more. A smile brightens her face as she grabs my arm in her small hand.

Making a zipper motion over her mouth with her other hand she starts to pull me towards the door. I attempt to keep my mind blank as my feet hit the smooth, polished, wooden boards of the floor. I know that if I think of anything Master will know, and that will be the end of me and my sister. I follow with little resistance as she pulls me towards the door, the drug making my thoughts sluggish.

I stand still as she presses her ear to the door before setting her hand on the old door knob and turning it without a sound. Opening the door she steps into the dark hallway before motioning with her hand for me to follow. My muscles feel stiff and it takes a moment to get my body to move, that moment was too long. Before I could take two steps, Master was standing in front of my sister.

Fear, horror, and anger rushes through me like a whirlwind as Masters teeth grow long. With the drug in my system I can't think fast enough, and a moment too late I jump out in front of my poor sister. By the time my feet decided to move Master had already sunk his teeth into her neck. I could do nothing but watch as her limp body fell to floor in a heap of arms and legs.

Now that she's dead, the drugs start to clear from my system. She must not have given me much...I ignore Master for the moment knowing that he is feeling euphoric from the blood still warming his bodily functions. I stare at my sister's dead body as a few tears fall from my tired eyes, I can feel them falling down my cheeks. Then I notice another syringe in her pocket, and a cruel idea sparks in mind.

I lean down and pull her soft hair from her face and close her eyes with a great heaviness in my heart. Slowly I fix her jacket and grab the syringe from her pocket before turning and quickly pushing the drugs into Masters thigh muscle. Stunned he stands still for a moment as the drugs take effect and I pull two more syringes from her other pocket and press another 4 cc's into his bloodstream, saving the last syringe by shoving it into the belt loop of my pants.   



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