Pyro's story

Pyro's breathing became labored and quick as he realised the true severity of the situation at hand. God he was stupid, just like mother and father had always told him he was. Of course he, of all people, would walk into the woods with two vampires. He yanked his arm away from Owen's grasp, stumbling backwards.

"You- you drained me!" he could hear the panic rising slightly in his voice, and the vampires could smell it coming off of him in waves.

Owen scoffed at that. "Well I prefer feeding," he said, rolling his eyes but still keeping his body in a position where he could pounce on pyro at any minute.

Pyro stuttered, trying to find the right words to get him out of this situation.

"Gods, I was so hungry. You can take whatever's left unless you need help, "Owen stated, backing up a bit to allow Scott to step closer to pyro. As soon as Scott advanced, Pyro retreated, not wanting to get drunken from again.

Scott hummed with amusement at the movement. "I think your services are no longer required"

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My telling of Pyro from Vampires SMP :)