Part 2 (Section 1)

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I stand at the window, looking out over the snow covered ground with my right hand reaching up to slide the curtain out of the way. A sigh slides from me and I shift my feet in impatience. Where is he with my food? Just then I turn as the heavy wooden door to my chambers silently opens revealing Jack and a pretty young girl. Took you long enough. I watch in anticipation as Jack releases the girl's arm and she falls onto the plush black carpet on her knees. I walk up to her shaking form and sooth the fear from her with my mind. shhhh, it's ok. everything will be just fine. 

I look at Jack with a pointed stare and watch him step from the room, closing the door with a soft whoosh of sound. Smiling I kneel to the young girl, taking her hands in mine and lifting her to her feet. It's a shame, that you're so beautiful. My lips move to slide across hers as I pin her slender wrists to the wall. Hunger pulls at me and I feel my teeth elongate as I lean gently into the girl's neck, licking the soft skin of her nape before dragging my canines teasingly across her life-blood. I feel her shudder in anticipation as my tongue laves were my teeth will enter her skin.

I lift up and open my mouth wide coming down with vampire speed, inserting my fangs deep into the girl's neck with a soft pop of resistance. I pull the blood into me, hungry enough to drain the youngun. She closes her eyes and I can feel her heart speed up, her blood flowing quickly into my body, warming it, as I consume her life-force. I feel her muscles go limp and I gently lower her to the ground, my teeth never leaving her earthy tasting blood.

I suck the rest of her blood from her now dead body before sliding my teeth out of her whitening skin. Standing I pull a dark red handkerchief from the pocket of my pants and dab at my mouth, cleaning the blood off and allowing my teeth time to return to normal. Jack? In seconds I hear his footsteps approach the door to my chambers, and his hand knock on the wood, asking permission to enter. Come in. You'll have to dispose of this one my darling. Feed her to the dogs. As if they could hear my thought the blood hounds begin to bark, their sounds hungry and fierce.

The door opens slowly and Jack enters the room leaning down to pick up the young girl. He holds her close to his chest, legs draped over his arms and barely a tinge of sadness touching his eyes. Thank you, Jack. You are dismissed for the day and are free to feed on one of the others. I let compassion and a hint of love enter my voiced thoughts and he smiles a little, even with the weight of the dead girl in his arms. "Thank you." He says quietly before leaving the room.




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