The Life and Times of Louie Duck - Book 1

Chapter 3 - "Okay sparky. what do you suggest we do?" - Hope

"Please," Louie said once Luca and Hope left the room. Soran craned her neck at him. "Please, let me take the kids home. I, I promise I'll come back and -." He tried.

'You think I'm that stupid?" Soran snarled, interrupting him.

She hadn't let up on the knife at his throat and Louie was afraid if he said anything else, she'd cut out his vocal cords next.

"I'm keeping them here for insurance purposes." She said. She leaned up on him and nibbled at his earlobe. Louie winced as the blade of the knife scratched across his skin. "It'll make it lot easier not to struggle against anything I'm about to do to you..."

"A, At least put Garret in a different cell." Louie pleaded. Soran removed the dagger from his throat and he cringed when Soran started licking up his blood. "He doesn't need to be here, listening to this -."

Louie suddenly inhaled sharply when Soran used her sharp teeth and bit him on the neck. He gasped and moaned as she drank his blood, it felt just like it had last time.

Good.

This was why Soran was so dangerous. She's a vampire. Able to drink the blood of her victims (usually male victims) and make them into her slave.

In this universe, when a vampire bites its mate, that vampire must keep drinking that same mate's blood to be able to survive. Louie was just one of the unlucky ones Soran had set her eyes on. Just for the simple fact that he was with Webby.

He barely escaped her last time and was only able to snap out of it after Webby kissed him for the first time. He was able to go back to his normal self just before he passed out cold and fell into a coma.

He could feel himself slipping away again as Soran drank his blood more urgently. He felt lightheaded, dizzy, and every cell in his body had turned ice cold.

"D, Dad?!" Garret called nervously up to him.

Louie tried say something to him, but his voice cracked as they slowly slid down to the floor together. Soran dropping the knife making a clanking sound as it hit the floor. When Soran was satisfied she had gotten the job done that she had been craving to do for over a year she finally pulled away.

"That's it." Soran cooed. She brushed back his bangs again and gazed into his eyes. She watched has his pupils dilate then said, "That's my pretty boy."

"DAD!" Garret called out, again.

Soran laughed at the panic in the boy's voice. She took Louie's hand and pulled him alongside her. Louie could hear what they were saying but it was fuzzy, like static you get from a broken antenna.

"Daddy's no longer here." She told him. She pulled Louie close to the edge of the cave in. He saw his son. He was sitting on a pile of rubble, clinching his left ankle, and looking up at him with frightened eyes. "He's mine," She explained. She let go of his hand and pressed the side of his head to her chest. Louie didn't even flinch. "Again."

"Again?" Garret asked, confused. "What do you mean, again?"

"Aw. Louie," Soran said, she made a tsk sound with her lips. "You didn't tell your children about me?" She asked in a fake hurt voice and pushed him firmly away from him. Louie twirled around dizzyingly, stumbled then fell backwards hard on the ground.

He groaned.

He felt like he was about to throw up.

"Leave my Dad alone, turn him back to normal, and let us go!" Garret demanded.

Soran peered down at him. Garret's heart pounded hard against his chest and wondered if he had gone too far. Soran's threat still lingered in the back of his mind as the silent continued to weigh down on him.