Divine Justice [Editing]

2. A Tortured Soul (EDITED)

Hours after I've added another victim to my increasing list of murders, I go back to my apartment to shower the stench of blood off me.

Once I've done that, I decide to wear black cargo pants with a black long-sleeved turtleneck and black combat boots.

I knew that there would be some good for nothing vampires who would harrass some humans who are simply dumb enough to go to Club Dracula, since it's Friday today.

They're gonna get one hell of a reckoning if they think I'm gonna let them.

As I'm going through my apartment looking for my guns and daggers I strategically hid, I freeze when I realise something.

Someone's been here while I was out.

Everything may be as it was before I left, but I pick up an unfamiliar scent waffing through my apartment.

I growl in annoyance before speeding to the door. I check if it's been broken in anyway, but it hasn't. I go to every window and check if they're closed before retreating to the living room again.

I sigh before tying my hair into a ponytail before grabbing the rest of my weapons and leaving.

I head down to the basement parking lot and almost immediately, I spot my black Harvey Davidson.

I smile as I watch its black colour coating glisten in the moonlight, before I speed towards it and get on. I'm on the road after that.

I ride for about thirty minutes before I've arrived, and I park my bike. I get inside immediately - I brainwashed the bouncer to get me inside once he sees me - and I start looking for any suspicious guy or girl who were here for a drink.

As I look around, I spot more than ten in five minutes, and they're lucky I'm not hunting freely tonight. I'm here with a very special purpose.

I'm looking for a specific Vampire; one that will be my one-way ticket to getting to the King of Vampires and ending his immortal life.

Two months ago, I found out that this club is actually owned by the Royal family - the King specifically - and since then, I've discovered that there are quite a few people that come here that have relations with the King.

I've never seen him here, though, and that is what frustrates me the most; that bastard that killed my father needs to face me before I murder him.

I decide to go to the bar where I can get a better view of people, and the moment I sit down, my usual drink is placed on the counter for me. I brainwashed the bartender, too.

I start to drink the whiskey and look around, and much to my satisfaction, I spot a pale-skinned blonde with a human boy in the VIP section.

Bingo.

That woman looked a little too pale and her stormy eyes looked a little too sharp, her cheekbones were caved in slightly and when she smiled and laughed, it seemed controlled. Too controlled. When I sensed a wave of authority pass through her, I knew she was the one.

Found you.

After finishing the second glass of whiskey, I watched the girl stand up and grabbed the boy's hand. I stood up too and followed them outside, where I knew that the poor guy would be preyed upon.

"... we're gonna have the greatest time together." I hear the blonde say.

"That you're right about." The boy said with a cheeky grin.

When I saw her smirk at the boy, I decided that it was about time I made an appearence.

"I'd love to join you, but I don't think your partner's gonna live long enough for us to have fun." I called out, and the blonde snapped her head in my direction.