The short time of the hunted

The Short Time of the Hunted

(This is my idea of what it's like to be hunted by a vampire)

"Ugh....I feel sick....shouldn't have drank so much at the party. Oh uh here it comes! *vomits* Aaahhh! *cough* *cough* Oh boy... That was nasty... I better keep walking home... Whoa, what was that? Hello? Is someone there?"

~vampire POV~

This fool is mine, he is helpless. He seems to be around 30 no noticeable muscle tone, un-athletic Probably can't run for more than a couple minutes before tiring. Not to mention he's drunk....this won't be a very satisfying hunt but it will quench my thirst for now....

~The hunted POV~

It was probably nothing, I'll just keep walking... *footsteps* Hello!? Who's there!? Shit....it's probably one of those hoodlums from the news, well they won't be getting my money.

"I have a knife! You better watch out!!"

*He fiddles with his pocket knife*

*It springs open*

"ouch! fu#$ stupid thing cut my finger."

~Vampire POV~

*Deep inhale*

"Oh yes!! He's drawn his own blood! I don't think I can put it off anymore! My mouth is watering like a fountain... I must begin!

~The hunted POV~

"What the hell!? Who's there!?"

*Hurried footsteps*

"Shit... shit! Screw this!"

*Begins to run*

There's a store!

*Stumbles across street to store*

"Hey!!Hello!?Let me in damn it! What time is it?"

*Trashcan falls over*

"Oh no! They're getting closer! I Have to get out of here!"

*Trips down sidewalk*

~Third person POV~

The hunted foolishly runs down the street towards the ally... That was the plan all along, to corner him so he couldn't run away anymore... Shadows appear and disappear out of the corners of his eyes, making sure to only be seen for a second before moving again, making for the maximum amount of terror... The hunted, feeling like there are no other options, runs into an ally with the shadows closing in on him....

~vampire POV~

"Perfect... Just as I planned... They are so easily confused, so easily manipulated, just so foolish... It's time to eat."

*He flashes a fanged smile*

~hunted POV~

"Oh no, oh no... Why did I come down this ally!? That was so stupid!!"

*Footsteps*

"Who's there!? Get away from me!! No... No no... There's nowhere else to go... What you want!? My money!? You can have it!"

*Throws wallet*

~Third person POV~

A figure wearing a black cloak steps from the darkness... He bends down and picks up the wallet, his hands as white as snow clashing brilliantly with his Black clothes. He carelessly flips through the wallet pulling out credit and business cards and throwing them aside like the puny pieces of plastic they are. He finally arrives to the man's driver license and looks it over, the figure finally speaks.

"Well....Eric wake. I thank you for being a responsible adult and walking home instead of driving... It could have been very... Dangerous..."

The shadowy man has yet to look up from the wallet, he then takes the money from the wallet and looks at it.

"Twelve dollars? You think I want twelve dollars?"

He throws the money aside along with the driver's license... Still looking the wallet over.

"What do you want!?"Asked a terrified Eric, as he slid down the back ally wall.

"You only have one thing I want, Eric... I can get it from anyone but tonight I have chosen you...."

The man finally looks up from the worn leather wallet as he drops it from his hands, his eyes glowing blood red in the darkness, his stare intensifies as he begins to walk towards Eric. With each step his grin getting larger, eventually revealing his brilliant sparkling white fangs nearly as white as his skin.

"What is this!? What are you!? Stay away from me monster!"

Eric points his knife outward towards the vampire.

"Good... I love it when they try to fight back, it more fun this way. " The vampire proclaimed.

The expression on Eric's face can be seen going from being afraid to terrified.

"Someone help me! He's going to kill me!"

At that the vampire flew across the ally covering twenty feet in less than a second.

"Now now... Let's not do that..."

He crouches down to see him eye to eye. Eric swings the knife at the vampires face. The vampire easily stops the weapon by catching it between his fingers, he then snaps the blade in half with ease.

"Well... it's usually fun when they fight back... You're too soft, let's wrap this up. Shall we?"

At that the vampire takes the broken knife halves and forces them into Eric's chest twisting them all about with a malevolent smile on his face.

Eric lets out a gasp of agony, blood already filling his throat and pouring from his chest while letting out coughs and quiet screams.

The hunter then licks the blood from his fingers.

"Oh my, you've drank a lot tonight, your blood is think with booze, I hate it when my kill drinks too much Such a fowl taste... But we've already come so far, and I'm starving."

He takes Eric head and pushes it back to reveal his neck.

"Time to eat. "

His fangs extend as he plunges his face into Eric's neck. Blood exploding into his mouth filling every corner with the think red liquid.

He drinks from the dying man's throat taking more and more, his eyes lighting up brighter than before as he bites harder and harder forcing more blood from his emptying veins. All life has left Eric's eyes as, now just lying against the wall drained of his blood.

The vampire take one last gulp before pulling away

"Well I'm full, that was a nice dinner, I guess I'll ditch his body somewhere. I wonder what I'll have tomorrow night...."

As he licks his hand clean he grabs Eric's corpse by the head and rips it off.

"We don't need you coming back now hahaha, I have enough competition already."

He slings Eric's body over his shoulder and starts walking back down the alley and heads toward the river.