Eerie
As I hung up the phone I suddenly felt guilty for lying to Ethan. Well not really lying, I mean I was out looking for the perfect person to feed off, but the truth was Kai wasn't with me tonight, and I couldn't really tell him the vampire thing over the phone, although with how he has been taking the whole superpower thing I had a feeling that he could maybe be more understanding about that as well. I took a deep breath of the dirty air that always lingered on the east side and told myself that I had to be more careful about covering up after myself. I never would have thought that the criminals that I have helped would have told the police about me. I sighed in frustration as I pulled my hood over my head and headed toward the worse part of the crappy part of town.
Tonight wasn't going at all as I had planned. I groaned as I walked by yet another junkie whose blood would just make me sick. I needed to find a person without morals, not a person with addictions. Just as I was about to call it quits for tonight and maybe call Ethan and see if he wanted to make up after our disagreement I saw the diviest dive bar in existence. I felt a smile stretch across my lips as I hurried across the street and into the bar that smelled of stale beer and old sweat. I slowly walked up to the bar as I lowered my hood and asked for a shot of vodka, only to have the bartender look me up and down as he asked,
"You sure you're old enough to drink?" I rolled my eyes as I slapped a twenty on the counter,
"Are you sure you care?" He let out a bark of laughter that sounded rusty and unused as he grabbed a shot glass and filled it with the clear liquor. I took the glass and said, "Ura," before I brought the glass to my lips and tilted my head back to drain it in one sip. I placed the glass back on the counter and nodded to the bartender to refill it, which he did with wide eyes because he had given me to cheap crap that tasted like rubbing alcohol expecting me to choke and cough. I gulped the next glass as well, and as I was being served my third, a man approached me. He leaned against the bar and asked,
"So, what brings you here, sugar?" I eyed him up and down and noted that he was attractive with his blonde hair and suntanned skin, but that wasn't what I was after here, so I let my mind slip into his and saw that while he wasn't the most dangerous man in the room, he was still a man that the police would want to lock up at least for a little while. I held up my glass and downed the liquid before I turned the glass over, signaling to the bartender that I was done. I then slid him the twenty and removed myself from the stool, then as I began to walk towards the door I looked back at the man at the bar whose eyes never left me and said,
"Are you coming or not?" He nearly tripped over himself to follow me out the front door and down the alley next to the bar. Once we were at the dead-end part of the alley, I turned to face him and said, "Close your eyes." He eyed me skeptically and asked,
"Why would I want to do that?" I shrugged,
"If you don't want to play, then you can leave." His shoulders slumped a bit as he made a show of sighing loudly before he closed his eyes. I wasted no time in closing the distance between us. I perched myself on my tiptoes and let my needle like fangs slip into the skin of his neck. He went still as I took three long pulls and then sealed his wound. I then set him down by where the alley ended and crouched in front of him and said, "You should really stop stealing stuff. I get that you aren't a super bad guy, but you have got to knock it off with the kleptomania. Oh, and you need to tell the police about the stuff you took." I then stood up and pulled my hood over my head, but when I turned around I was faced with three nightwalkers. I sighed as I crossed my arms over my chest, "I am so not in the mood to deal with you guys right now." The leader the little pack shrugged and said,
"That is fine with us, just leave, and we will take care of the leftovers." I rolled my eyes,
"I didn't know that nightwalkers were into sloppy seconds." The leader let out a bark of laughter,
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The Daylighter Chronicles
Vampireranked #49 in hiding I was suddenly just so angry that I was living in fear of this kind of attack. Why? Because we were different. Because we weren't human, and we didn't live in the darkness, and so we were attacked from both sides, always having...
