Blood Culling

Part 1...

Edward Matthews. a simple man, or at least that's how he seemed, during the day he was a baker, during the night, however, he was something much more... vicious. During most nights he was stalking his prey, but unlike most hunters he stalked something much larger than a small rabbit, he hunted humans. In the safe hours of daylight he would bake for people, get where their homes were, most people ordered for delivery, he complied.

This one night in particular though, he was hunting someone special, his coat was swaying in the breeze, he was on the rooftop of a young prince the heir was only 16. Edward had been stalking him for the past several days, ever since the young boy had entered the city, Edward had caught wind of his arrival from an elderly couple in his bakery, he had been charting plans and ideas ever since.

Edward began the slow descent down the building, examing each window, observing, charting exits, entrances, but most importantly, looking for the boy. Matthews soon spotted the young prince, sleeping in his room, no guards around, maybe they were in the bathroom, maybe they were getting their weapons and armor, no matter. The man opened the window, quietly stepping inside, he slowly made his way to the bedside, Royal blood always tasted better, if you were lucky, you'd find an extremely rich specimen, those rare few had mostly been wiped out, they would give you power, unbelievable powers.

Edward began the process of taking the boy's blood until he heard a crash in the hallway, he looked up at the door, smelling the presence of more people showing up, 1...2...4... The number kept growing, he shook his head. He went for the bite, and that's when the door swung open....