Still Hungry

Chapter One

Brianna checked one last time to make sure that her bedroom door was locked before finally moving to open the window. Carefully, she climbed out of her her room, clumsily landing on the ground. The room was located at ground level, so she wasn't too injured. The tall 16-year-old girl quickly made her way down the quiet sidewalk, and towards the cemetery.

In between the flickering streetlamps, Brianna was somewhat hidden in the shadows. When she entered the graveyard, Brianna pulled out her phone from the back pocket of her jeans to utilize its flashlight function. Not only was the cemetery devoid of streetlamps, but it was encompassed by a thick fog that was not unusual for this time of the year.

When she turned on her phone, Brianna noticed that it was around 1am. Though it had certainly taken a long time for her parents to get to sleep, it was worth it just for another visit to Michael's gravestone.

The path to that gravestone was so often frequented by the young Brianna that she barely required light to find it. When she finally did, she knelt down before it and placed her phone on the ground screen-down so that the area was illuminated. The fog didn't really help, but the area was at least visible for Brianna to pay her respects for her dead boyfriend.

As she silently sat there a few tears rolling down her face at the memories she had of him, Brianna suddenly had the strange feeling that something was in her mind. Random memories were brought up to the front of her thoughts. The thoughts themselves were moving in an unfamiliar manner. A strange sense of hilarity became a prominent feature in her mind out of nowhere, resulting in Brianna bursting out laughing. The sound broke the silence that had shrouded the cemetery nearly as thickly as the fog.

"Sorry."

Brianna whipped around towards where the voice had originated behind her, but there was no-one there. The hood of her dark brown hoodie fell as she moved, exposing her long, blonde hair. The strange feeling in her mind had stopped, leaving her to believe that it had just been her imagination.

"I was just trying to grab one memory, but I slipped and moved too many."

Brianna turned again as the voice had moved to her right. She could see a disruption in the fog. There was an empty space roughly the shape of a person that the thick mist was desperately trying to refill.

"I haven't done this in a while, you see."

The odd voice was now behind Brianna again. Though she tried to move towards it, the source was gone the second her eyes landed on the spot it had been. She slowly turned around on the spot, desperately searching for who was talking, wondering if she was going crazy.

"I've been a total mess lately."

Suddenly, a small figure appeared in front of Brianna. She stared at the shadowy figure. "Who are you?" she asked hesitantly, scared.

"That doesn't really matter right now, now does it? Such a shame, honestly. I wish you could've seen me in my prime. We could've had a bit of fun. Not much of a point in trying now that you've seen me. Its ruined game. Not that I could've thought one up in this state anyways."

Brianna just stared, her expression was one of mere shock. She had no clue what was going on. Who was this person? What were they talking about? Why-

Before the human could even think another thought, her mind was trapped within the powerful hold of the superior being in the shadows. Her thoughts vanished and she couldn't see. The girl lost all control over her own body, and fell to the ground. It couldn't see, and its mind changed into a pure and unholy emptiness.

The figure walked towards the body, and crouched down next to the head. The figure was a vampire by the name of Casey, and she picked up the body slightly so that she could sink her fangs into its neck. Casey sat on her legs, carefully balanced on a pair of worn-out heels in a position that would have posed some problems for a human with lesser balance.

When Casey finally stood up, she left an empty husk on the ground, not quite caring who would see it. Best case scenario, it got eaten by some werewalves. Worse case, some other humans would find it and get suspicious.

Petty human suspicions, however, were of none of the concern of this particular vampire. She wandered through the small suburban neighborhood that had just lost one of its residents, and towards a larger city that she could see off in the distance. It wasn't that far, roughly a mile away. Though Casey had the ability to get to it in under a minute, she instead walked, enjoying the evening and the taste of blood on her lips.