Unsuspecting Prey

Chapter 01

He was tall and proud, his dark spiked hair standing tall. His long black trench coat flew behind him as he walked away quickly, his heavy boots hardly making a sound. He started to speed up, shortly breaking into a swift run. I ran after him, staying far behind, but close enough that he remained in my sight. My short brown hair flew up as I ran, my sneakers remaining quiet as I ran. He stopped at the corner and bent over, leaning on his knees, huffing heavily. I stepped back into the shadows and watched him. SNAP. 'Damn it.' I stepped on a twig. The man swiftly turned around. "Who's there?" I didn't say anything. He stepped closer to where I was. I didn't move. "Hallo?" After a moment, he shrugged and turned back around. He continued in the direction he was running, only walking this time. I waited at least ten seconds before continuing my pursuit.

He turned a corner. I waited several seconds. This wasn't new to me. If I knew him, he would wait to see if anyone was following him, but if I wait, it will make him think otherwise, thus allowing me to follow him. I peaked around the corner and saw he kept walking. I smirked as I stepped around, trying to avoid the street lamp. I inhaled deeply and smelled the sweet aroma of the man's cigarette. I continued walking, zipping my black hoodie up. SNAP. 'Fucking hell!' I swiftly stepped back into the shadows, hiding behind a garbage can. "Alright, I know someone's there! Show yourself!" I sat there, peaking over the lid, watching him. He stepped in my direction. My heart started to beat fast as I saw the light glisten in his eyes, his perfect lips wrapping around his cigarette. "Damn it! Don't be a pussy!" He kicked the can I was behind, essentially making me scream. "Jesus Christ!" He threw his arms up and covered his face as a stray cat ran out. I let out a sigh of relief. "Fucking cats." He turned back around, but stood there. I shakily reached my hand out to touch him, but he started walking. All I felt was his coat as it flew out behind him. I stood back up and continued.

I paused as I noticed him bend over and retrieve something that fell from his pocket. I smirked as I admired his perfect ass. The object he picked up was his cigarettes. I inhaled deeply. 'Mmmm.' He lit another one. He reached into his pocket and fished out his phone. He held it to his ear. 'I wonder who he's calling.' Soon enough, my question was answered. "Hallo, Schneider. I'm so bored, could I come over? Oh, I see. Uh huh, yeah it's fine. Have fun." He ended the call, then dialed again, and the conversation was always the same. He called four different people, all busy. He went to call someone else, but stopped. "No, he's probably busy like the others." The man sighed as he put his phone away. I slipped out of the shadow and, like before, continued to follow him. He made his way to a dark car and unlocked it, climbing in. I quickly slid underneath and latched onto the bottom, remaining there. I fell to the ground with a thud as soon as I was sure he was home. I watched his feet as they lead away from the car to his home. Swiftly, I crawled from under the car and stood, dusting myself off.

I glided over to his home and found some vines growing up the side. I grabbed them and pulled, making sure they were sturdy. I started to climb up, slowly, placing my feet carefully so as not to fall. I made my way over to his porch roof and laid my body as flat as I could outside of a window. I peaked in and smirked when I saw him undressing. It was his bedroom window. My jaw dropped, so to speak, as I saw his perfect abs and pecks, shining lightly as he covered himself with lotion. I could feel myself getting hard as I continued to watch him. 'Mmm, Richard.' I thought to myself. He turned the light off and crawled into his bed. I waited there for an hour before I was sure he was asleep. I pushed on his window, hoping for it to be unlocked. It was, to my surprise. I slowly and quietly slipped into his room, shutting the window behind me. I then walked over to his bed and stood there, watching him. He turned onto his back and laid his head on its side, revealing a tender neck. I knelt down and leaned in, smelling his neck. My heart started to race as I smelled his sweet, luscious blood. I ran my tongue over my enlarged canines. Taking my tongue, I gently licked at his neck.

"Mmmm..." I pulled away, afraid I disturbed him. He remained asleep. I continued. I then punctured my teeth into his neck and sucked as his satin blood rushed out, as if begging for this. When my hunger was satisfied, I licked at his wound, helping to make it clot. I pulled away when it was a looked at him. I gasped and ran to the window as I saw he was staring right at me. "Paul?" That was all I heard him say as I ran off into the dark night.