Cape Town Or Nowhere

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"I'm so cold" a brown haired teenage boy utters to his clearly distracted mother. It's winter and I'm roaming the continent, currently on a deserted beach near well nowhere to be honest. The clouds growing by size and the icy wind picking up. It's high tide and the waves are crashing down on the soft white sand. The smell of the ocean only momentarily overwhelming the smell of the fresh teenage blood beating next to me. I need to feed my lycan needs to eat but honestly I'm bored to shit with this. I'm like a baby eat, sleep fucking repeat! I'm annoyed and intrigued by the smell of the blood. Oh well time for dinner I assume.

Wiping my mouth as I enter the cold Atlantic Ocean, I take one look behind me "well what a terrible dubble suicide" and smile smugly to myself. I'm good at killing and better at covering up. Always good to not get caught... ever! The water covers my head fully as I start to move deeper and faster into the dark grey abyss.

Two days later

Mother and son found dead on beach

The headline of the newspaper hits me. I'm responsible once more I know by now it shouldn't be a big issue but the small amount of humanity remaining after 600 years just keeps on popping up. It's a cold Friday evening 1999 I'm waiting for the year 2000 to approach. Silence is suddenly taken over by the sounds of counting down 2, 1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!! Gold and purple flames light up the dark sky,  flashing of cameras, the smell of booze and new years resolutions fill the atmosphere around me. "I getting to old for this shit" a frail man next to me utters, I look at his wrinkles and bald hair his frail body looks like he has seen more than I have. I push my fingers through my hair smile softly and extend my hand to meet his. "Good evening sir I'm Liam, I to am to old for this"

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 21, 2019 ⏰

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