Bloodlust - short story by John B. Robert

Bloodlust

The two brothers entered the town of Cheerwood on a hunt for a vampire family. a girl happend to stroll by an alleyway on her way home from work.  she heard clashes and scream, so she deiced to investigate because she thought someone was being murdered and she prepared to call the police.she spots the two men ripping apart someone, from limb to limb. she pulled out her phone because, who was going to believer her, right? the first brother heard the phone unlock, and then suddenly, the two men and the girls phone was gone and the only thing left was the carnage of the battle.

she reached a payphone and called the police. thee brought her in, questioned her then offered to take her home. she did not take the offer because the sun started to rise. she saw no harm during the day.soon she arrived home at her one bedroom apartment which was slightly dirty as always but then she noticed her phone on the counter reset to factory. know that the girl thought about it, she noticed her apartment was a lot darker than usual. as she goes to open the curtain, she hears "That's a bad idea." a cold shiver went down her spine as she turned around she saw the first brother covered in blood.

She dashed for the kitchen and begin hurriedly sifting through the drawers to find something to defend herself.she grabbed the first thing that felt like a blade and swung at him. only after he catches her arm, she realized she was holding a pizza cutter. the girl tried to scream but she was to scared, the fear catches the scream before it could leave her mouth.he grabbed the girl and sat her on the couch and he began to explain what she saw. halfway through it, they both hear a crash, the man looked out her back window with the expression of wrath washed over it.He immediately turned around and lunged at the girl knocking her half way across the room with him still on top of her. the girl thought "This is it. I die at the hands of a wannabe Cullen " the girl hears a loud thud as glass shatters all over the apartment.

the man drew his blade and swung in a broad stroke, the girl didn't see what he hit, until she looked over. she saw a head with no body lying next to her. Its eyes were red as rubies and teeth sharp as daggers. it only had 4 teeth. the girl immediately looked at the man in horror realizing her worst nightmare as come true. "I got him, get your ass up here we got another." the man said. the girl didn't see him touch any communication device  or phone he was just talking into the darkness. another figure with similar facial features emerged from the shadows his eyes almost...glowing. the first man looked at him as if they were having a stare down. The girl tried to crawl to her door.

She heard another thud when she went to reach for the handle pain.She saw a dagger with a long black handle, it was almost ancient looking with a blade that jagged, almost curved, whimsical looking. She reflected upon her death....then felt it. she suddenly felt cold but warm at the same time She was lifeless, but also reinvigorated. She felt a warm liquid running down her neck. Or did she? her nerves were  not working all that great at the moment. Then she started to feel what has happened.

Her teeth seem to morph. she had  a thirst: Like she hasn't had anything to drink in centuries.Her skin turned pale. almost as pale as snow. her facial features seemed to sharpen. almost as if her body was drained. Then she started to see red, but it fades to black. Nothingness. She awoke in a cellar. Bolted to a wall. The two figures from her apartment stared at her. There was  a flare of rage in their eyes, Looking at her seemed to especially infuriate the long haired one. He turns to his partner. "Why? Why didn't you just drain her completely. She doesn't deserve this."

They seem to almost get locked in another glaring contest. But the girl seemed to feel something more tangible than a glare. Almost as if they are communicating. The one with the long hair snaps his glare at her. He walks over to you with a sigil coated in copper and blood. she started to wonder what is happening. Her instincts took over. Its was fight or flight. her vision goes red and she began snarling and biting at the Ignore first man with long hair.she felt a swift blow as if she was struck then she felt a burn. A severe burn. she began to see nothing but red. Then it faded she could see clearly for the most part.

She began to ask questions. almost at the rate of a machine gun. His partner makes a few annoyed and quite rude comments on the girls questioning. They both leave the room. As they do she heard the bolting of a door and her shackles released. she began to wander around but the girl  noticed she felt almost floaty. her footsteps were more silent and she felt like she was walking on air. she considered her situation still hysterical. she reflected on her life.Her mom.Her Dad.Her siblings all who she  was looking out for.

She contemplated on  how this is where it ended. she thought of her possible future. "Will I be sold? Murdered? Tortured?"  The weight of the situations hit her at full bearing. she couldn't help but drop to her knees. Hopeless. Without any reason to have hope. Then the girl heard it. she heard a voice. Smooth, almost sultry. "Hello. Can you hear me? If you can tap the ground next to you."

She compiled. She looked around for speakers but she saw none.The voice seems to be coming from everywhere. "You were bleeding out. I told my brother to see that your end was swift and painless. He apparently got a little thirsty." she heard another voice interject. "The heat of battle takes a lot out of a guy." "shut up Bryce I'm talking" "What? We share the link for a reason John. What's the point if I can't use it when I want? Its like Netflix all over again." "I don't care what you have to say let me talk to her."

"Quit being a sour sport John. Just get to the point you over dramatic prick" "Fine. Listen. You were dying. He bit you. You ever hear of Vampires? I hope so because now you are one. Don't believe me? Look in a mirror."  "Thats actually just a myth!" Bryce said "Shut..... the.... fuck... up. I was meaning for her to look at herself you irregardless dick twizzler." "okay, jeez."

"The reason we brought you hear was the preform a little experiment. Which apparently worked." She noticed a vial on the floor filled with a red liquid. she approached it. "Oh! You found the blood bottle! Good. Open it and sniff it. Tell me how you feel after."Wait. You mean..... you've never done anything like this before? Like.... at all?" the girl said "Well..... We technically never said that."  the two brothers said at the same time "But yes. You were our little lab rat. Way to go Cheddar." Bryce said "So? How do you feel?" "A little thirsty, Why?" The girl heard no response.

She heard the door unlatch again as she backed up preparing for the worst. Bryce and John high fived each other"I told you." john said "I never said it wouldn't! I knew it would work pretty well." "You mean other than the implied demise upon fiery explosion?" "I uhm....... Oh who cares. It worked!"  She walked over to the mirror and looked. her hair.... went from a dirty blond color to black. Jet Black. Her attire is soaked in blood an her eyes..... they've turned a bright crimson. Only when she looked deeper into your own eyes that she realized.... she was truly and completely dead.

And She began to take in every word that John is said to her."Your life that you had. Friends, family, your job. You can never go back" "We realize this is tough to deal with but if you stick with us.... we can help you adjust. We didn't know your actual name. So...... I decided to name you Morgan."You mean you call her that. Heh. He's funny ain't he cheddar?" Bryce said

She stared at him bewildered. They handed her a sack full of clothes. "I wasn't sure what size you were. So..... We brought you pretty much half of a Good Will." She looked at the clothes. The tears still stained on her cheeks she accepted the clothes and decided to go with the name Morgan. she accepted that this.... is now her life.

To be continued...