Crimson

15

Cleo

Most people are scared of robbers and thugs that lurk around in the dark. But in all honesty, I was the scariest thing out there. Somethimes I donned fangs and blood red eyes and somethimes I took on the appearance of a normal, everyday person. The type that walks the streets of this city without a care in the world. The type with the leather jacket and studded black boots and that mean glare as a permanent expression. Flawless. I took on the guise of a selfish, egotistical, flawless human being. What a lie that was. Even when I was a child I used to like to play pretend but this was a whole new level for me. And I liked it. I liked that feeling that came rushing over me just when I was about to reveal myself as a fake, I loved the feeling I got when my prey realized that I was a faker all along. It was intoxicating, the fear that rolled off of my victims, the utter look of betrayal and confusion that swam in their eyes. It was like a drug to me, I got high off of their fear as their minds always tried to conjure up a way to escape. And right now, I was so close to that very moment.

I leaned up against a wall around the corner of an empty part of the subway system, an abandoned rail line where mostly only dealers and low grade prostitutes came to do business. It was dark and damp, no daylight and nobody around to hear either of us all the way down here. The concrete on the lines were cracked and a utility light flickered on and off in a distant corner, the buzz louder that it actually was as it echoed around the emptiness.

A handsome young human male stood across from me, an infuriating smirk sliding across his lips as he looked me over hungrily, he didn't know that he was my next victim. That I would enjoy the look of desperation, shock, and dismay cross his face as I sunk my fangs into his carotid artery. These types of people were my favorite. They always won, they always got what they wanted, and they always thought that they were at the top of the food chain. Proving them wrong was always my favorite. I always loved putting on a show of power before I left them for dead. Nobody would miss these types of people anyway, the general population should be thanking me.

He took a few steps forwards until he was nearly a foot from me, his hands braced on the wall on either side of my head as he stared down into my eyes. If he only knew of their true color, their true nature. I tilted my chin up, my eyes half lidded as my lips parted in permission.

Now his face was inches from mine. "What's your name?"

I felt the sudden urge to roll my eyes, I didn't need to engage in useless conversation, I was hungry. "Does that even matter?"

"I suppose not," he replied huskily with another smirk, falling right into my trap.

The corners of my lips tilted up slightly in approval. Just moments away from the best part of the process.

A hand was removed from the grimy, disgusting wall to be placed onto my waist, his thumb beginning to rub small and slow circles next to my hip bone. But I had other plans. I took ahold both of his arms and spun us so he was against the wall. He let out an grunt, the back of his Armani suit picking up the grime and dirt on the tiled wall.

Almost immediately, my lips went to hungrily devour the skin on his neck, just above his carotid artery. Not yet, I needed to resist the urge to just dive in. Men like these are never a good meal without the foreplay.

I licked up to his jaw line as the man gripped my hips tightly, pulling me flush into him so they ground together. The coldness of the situation prompted my lack of emotion as I crept my hands under the hem of his suit to pull his shirt free from being tucked into his pants. All I wanted was to feed from him, my mind switching into the predator mode. I could think of nothing else but hid sweet blood sliding smoothly down my throat.

Maybe one of these days I'll let someone have their way with me. I always jump the gun and feed before they can ever get into my pants.

A rather loud moan knocked me out of my thoughts, my dark honey eyes flicking up again to take in the scene. His closed eyes, his head tilted slightly to the side at the perfect access angle, his lips parted in ecstacy, just the fact of him unknowing and so vulnerable made him the perfect meal.

I practically ripped open the buttons of his suit and shirt underneath to run my hands along the smoothly toned muscle. A sigh of pleasure left his lips as his eyes connected with mine.

"You're a freak aren't you?" He purred as I pushed my knee between his thighs and sucked his ear lobe into my mouth. My hands ran down his chest, muscles rippling under my touch. Yes, I was liking this reaction very much. I will remember him as one of my favorites.

I let his skin slip from my mouth, my lips brushing the shell of his ear as I spoke. "You have no idea."

The man was frenzied, his hands moving from the crushing grip he had on my hips to scrape up the back of my thighs and then to my ass which he gripped rather tightly. I moved to now wrap one of my legs around his waist, my black high waisted skirt hitching up even more. I tugged on his hair as our lips danced and he ground his hips needily against mine.

I smirked, I had him right where I wanted him.

He squeezed and slipped his hands under my skirt and I let out a moan and pushed myself up against him even harder then before. My hands came down to his chest and to his face again. They then roamed his body and ran themselves up his neck, going over his erratically beating pulse that was visible. Suddenly, I pushed him back into the wall and the playfulness in my demeanor disappeared. He had no idea what was going to happen and I loved every second of it, loved being in control. I tilted his head to the side to began to naughtily lick up the man's neck. My tongue rolled over his beating pulse and my eyes suddenly changed color, blood red flooded them and the hunter inside took over. The long fangs pushed through my aching gums and became present.

He froze as soon as I slapped my hand against his mouth, his eyes snapping open. I couldn't take it anymore as I allowed my fangs to sink into the delicate flesh, slicing easily through the skin.

The man began to let out a howl at the pain now shooting through his body, muffled by my hand. He struggled, trying to push me away, clawing at my skin, anything to try and set him free. Sadly, he was going nowhere. This was blissful, this pure and raw power that I had over him as I him pinned against the wall. The man's hands came up and gripped my neck, trying so hard to pry me off of him as I drained his life away. I grabbed both of his wrists with my one free hand and held them in front of his chest, my strength easily winning over his. It was no use to try and struggle against me, I was so much stronger than anyone could imagine.

I unlatched myself from him once I realized that he had gone limp and was now just slumped against the wall. His body fell to the floor with a thud, his cheek pressed against the sticky, grimy floor. I scoffed, they always go out so quick.

I wiped the back of my hand across my lips and chin to get off the excess blood. Then I proceeded to lick the back of my hand, savoring the last few drops of my meal for the week.

"Thank you for your donation," I said as I spun around and began to make my way through the tunnels to the surface, my boots echoing off of the dark walls.

I wonder what the police are going to say when they find his rotting corpse. Another random animal attack that nobody seems to see anywhere in this city? Most of the bodies found weren't even left from me and there were only two other creatures of the night that roamed this side of the city. The police didn't even know what they were looking for, most of the bodies were into decomposition enough that you couldn't even distinguish the four point puncture. Animal attacks. What else could they rule it without sounding completely insane?

Everybody knows that vampires don't exist.

Author's Note:

So I've got up to chapter 21 already written! *throws confetti*

Anyways, I honestly love Cleo's character and can't wait to write more about her and reveal her whole story! (Which is coming in the next few chapters or so) Hopefully you all will love her as much as I do.