Blood Baby

Curiousity Kills More than the Cat

No One's Pov

In a small town in Alaska, North Sacran with only a population of less than 100 was a somewhat busy town. Men, woman, and child made their way through the town going about their day as if nothing sinister was going on. It was a perfect day to be outside after all so why would they care what happened during the darkest night. It felt fairly warm outside but not warm enough to be suffocatingly hot.

 A gentle wind flew through the town causing many people's hair to flutter against the breeze and the sound of wind chimes flow through the happy little town. Although there was one soul who stands out from the rest. A male who short white hair, red eyes and a winter coat on. His hood covering most of his face only showing his nose and mouth. He made his way through the busy streets as if he was looking for something. This male was named Chet, and he was going to have a very busy day ahead of him on this faithful day.

Third Person Pov

Chet made his way through the calm streets it was just like any other day for him. Walk around town for a few hours, steal some food, probably cause some trouble the usual schedule. It was a pretty boring life for the young werewolf, he needed to find something to entertain himself. He glanced around trying to see if there was anything interesting around that could ease his boredom. One person caught his guy, a tall male dressed in strange old looking clothing. He looked more like a rich guy instead of someone who would live in a small town like this. But he had this strange smell around him like fresh fallen snow.

 It made a chill run down the male's back as if the temporary had changed dramatically. Usually, people had a more earthy smell. Smelling of food, dirt, even some kind of perfume but never of something like snow when it's the middle of summer. Chet made a decision he'd follow this strange male around and see why he smelled like snow. Chet followed the male around even going into different stores that even he himself had never been in before. First it was the bookstore, then the clothing store, he even went to the butcher shop. Each time Chet hid himself so the vampire couldn't see him, but the smell of meat made him feel so hungry, so he had to leave before he ended up causing a scene. 

He sat down a few stores away as he took several deep breaths, his wolf, Jax growled in his mind. - We need to eat! Get back there so I can steal some meat! - another loud growl almost vibrates in his skull. " Shut up I know you're hungry, but we have to wait. You know it just as much as I do that we have to know more about this guy. He's too weird not to mention he smells so nice... I promise we'll get food after we find out what's going on. Is that good with you?" He didn't hear anymore growling so he took that has him agreeing with what the male had said. Chet looked up at the sky from the position of the sun it was around late afternoon. 

He's been wasting most of the day just walking around town. Although it wasn't like he had anything better to do. At most he'd just stay in his tree home sleeping the day away. He sighs once he saw that weird looking guy again, the male slowly stood up and continued to follow the rich guy. This guy not only did very boring errands that it made the werewolf fell asleep, luckily it was easy to find the male once he had woken up. He stuck out like a sore thumb; it wasn't certain if he did it on purpose or just wanted to show off how much money he had. After several hours of spending time in the cafe it was finally nighttime.

 Chet felt absolutely exhausted once he noticed how late it had become. He just wanted to go home and sleep, but this guy just kept on walking and his curiosity wasn't satisfied. Almost all of the town peoples were already inside probably sleeping the night away. Only a few people were still walking around town, but something didn't feel right. " Well, well I didn't think so many weak little vampires would worm their way into this town. What? Can't find any food for yourselves? Or are you so weak you can't even hunt properly. 

" The strange rich guy spoke as he turned around to look at the remaining people on the streets, it was then that Chet realized something. They were very strange looking almost demonic. ' It couldn't be true? Vampires were killed centuries ago how could there be vampires here? ' Chet thought nervously as he looked around the darkened street, his body froze up as he stared down several pairs of red eyes that bore into his soul. Just what did Chet walk into? Chet was frozen in place as the vampires stalked over towards him with this menacing aura. Was this where he'd end up dead? 

Unable to make anything of his life and only to become food for these hungry vampires. Just as one was about to pounce on its frozen bunny like prey, a strong wind knocked the werewolf off his feet and only the hard pavement below him. The sounds of screams echoed off the shops that surrounded them, Chet watched as one by one the vampires were slaughtered before his very eyes. As Chet slowly picked himself off of the cold ground, he witnessed that the rich guy was fighting the vampires at such speeds even his eyes could barely keep up. Even his wolf was in disbelief of what was going on around as blood tainted the once clean streets. Even with all the chaos going on no real humans came out to check on the massacre that was going on just outside their homes. It was like they couldn't even hear what was going on. Chet slowly stood upright as he continued to watch this amazing battle before him. 

Suddenly a new scent hit his nose, but it was far too late for him to register it. Another vampire had snuck up behind him and sunk it's shark like teeth into the male's neck aggressively beginning to drain the male of his precious life force. " You bastard how dare you bite me! Get the hell off me!" The male's eyes shifted from red to a mossy green color and his fingernails grew into sharp claw like weapons. Chet reeled back and elbowed the blood sucking pest in the chest, freeing him from the suffocating embrace and uses his sharp nails to slice into the vampire's grotesque flesh. The vampire hisses as blood flows from the fresh lacerations.

 The vampire growls and charges in for another attack only for his head to be cut off and his body slowly falls to the ground lifeless. The rich man had finished off the other vampires in even more gruesome was, although the one that had attacked Chet, was the last one. Ashes fell from the vampires' fading bodies as the blood seem to evaporate into thin air, however the smell of iron was still very heavy. Chet's eyes turned back into their normal red color as he stared at the amazing creature in front of him. The taller male turned to Chet and smirked seeing the male's open mouth.

 " Awe look what I found a cute little wolf pup. I didn't expect to see you in the sleepy little town. Seeing that wound on your neck I'm going to assume you aren't apart of these weak pests the thought they could come here to kill. But you have been following me all day. So, explain yourself before I killed you where you stand little one." The tall male slowly stepped towards the male who seem to shrink away from his demanding voice. Chet fell on his butt as he watched the male grow closer and closer to him until being only inches away from his face.

 " I don't want to kill you or anything! I mean you no harm!  You just smelled different... from everyone else and I... Wanted to know why... Please don't kill me. " Chet closed his eyes in fear that pain would in gulf his already injured body but all he heard was a chuckle above him that seemed farther than before. " Silly little wolf, don't you know curiosity killed the cat. But you are quite adorable. You might make a cute little pet. I think I'll take you back to my mansion." Chet shot open to try and protest to the male only to see the male only inches away from his face. " Uh pet? No way I'm not becoming anyone's pet! I'm a werewolf not some stupid dog!" He growls at the male but suddenly he felt extremely heavy as the pain in his neck became unbearable. " What.... did you do.... to me?" Chet fell over onto his side as he saw the smiling male on top of him seeming to be putting him in a trance. Those red eyes that stared into his soul meant only one thing. " Vampire" and just like that Chet lost consciousness in a sea of ashes and blood to live or die.