Blood🩸Moon

Albion weaved through the shadows of the night tracking the yelling stripper from the Gentalman's club. Tugging at her white tight leather mini skirt that bunched up with rach step she took. "No, the bitch screwed me over! She actually thought I could be okay with these drunkers runnin a goddamn train on me!" She screamed into the phone as she turned down the partially dark lit narrow alley. With the bottle Burams in hand as she staggered in her plat form eight inch heels, taking a swig of the cheap alcahol. He crept closer as she continued her conversation on her cell unaware that she was number five of his prey.

Coming in close his shoe crunched on the broken glass in the muddy puddle. Stopping suddenly she started to turn as she looked around the quit space; with lightning speed he fisted a hand full of her tracks snatching her back to his chest a scream rang out in the starless sky. Just as fast as he snapped her neck to the side barring his thick long fangs that glistened in the moon light. Looking down his brown eyes caught sight of the bone sticking out under her brown skin at an odd angle. Noticing her pink cell on the ground next to her feet with the bottle, growling with animalistic undertonr. "Fuck!" His voice echoed into the cool breeze that carried it through the busy streets that buzzed with life. Gripping the hair he still held in a tight fist he tossed the limp body towards the tan brick building hearing her skull crack with the few bricks that cracked and chipped from the force of her body.

Taking a deep breath to calm down the beast inside of him. He focused his hearining listening to the pulse of the beat four blocks away at Dëmiko Dimálo with a crowd of people standing in the chilled October night waiting to get in. Relaxing his body, he dissolved into mist being carried on the wind landing in the back of the building slipping through the back door onto the dance floor blending in with the crowd of drunk an high bodies. Walking through the grinding an touching crowd he hunted for yet another prey. When he felt a boney shoulder bump into him, "S-sorry." Giggle, "I um didnt see you there cutie." The woman giggled again rubbing her small calloused hands up and down his shirt. He wrinkled his nose at the smell of soure and Whiskey plaguing the smell of her blood.

He couldnt tell what type she is, his ears rung with loud sounds of the base pumping through the loud speakers causing him to wince. While the overhead projectors streamed out the watery fog that covered the dance floor that lit up with flashing lights. Placing his hand at the small of her back pulling her into him, using his other hand to grip her raven black locks in a tight grip; the low lights above pulsed like a beating heart of blue and purple. Leaning in he yanked her head back sniffing the junction of her neck that meets her shoulder. Almost gagging on the strong smell of her scent and alcohol that seeped through her pour's. He had to turn his head taking deep breath's before he plunged his thick fangs into her sun burned flesh.

"Ah! Oh ah!" She moaned in his ear with a loud screeching like nails on a chalkboard. That had him wincing causing his fangs to deepen into her with another loud moan being drowned out by the music her chipped broken nails dug into his shoulders that he thanked was covered by his leather jacket. The euphoria rushing through her blood stream had her in this blissful state with her arousal growing stronger. The dampness starting to soak through her dark jeans as she started to grind on his thigh causing the smell to waft up his nostrils. Chocking on a gag he ripping his fangs from her at thebsame time shoving her hard away from him; that had her sliding across the glass dance floor to falling backward into the bar with a hard thud.

The effects from his bite strong in her system that she coukdnt feel any pain. Everything felt too good to discribe at that moment, in her fogged mind as she staid where she was thrown. Gagging with a deep breath trying to get the fishy smell from him, he spat out the remaining blood that lingered on his tongue. "Al! Good to see you finally came home." A deep Russian voice came from next to him; he gladdly breathed in the weed he puffed on in his rolled blunt. "Nikolai, what are yiu doing here? I thiught he didnt let his lap dog out of his sight." He snapped sounding more animal then human. Chuckling as he said, "Ay, I see you're still having trouble feeding." Stepping close to him leaning down to his bent over frame with a smirk that didnt reach his peircing blue eyes.

"Don't for get fledging that I can end this second life of yours just as fast as he gave it." He said, lowly straightening up watching him closely as he still heaved. "And what I'm doing here is he sent me to keep an eye on you. He feels that you've been gone too long; far longer than the hunting party you were with." He said, boardly taking another hit of his blunt glancing at a redhead with a loos fit backless beaded chain dress. Suckimg his teeth he chanced a glance at him out of the corner of his eye, "Like I need you babysitting me. I was fine on my own hunting, I didnt need a group effort." He sarcastically put it through gritted teeth

"It wouldn't be an issue if you bothered to learn control. Instead of leaving a trail of dismembered bodies in our traitory." He snapped back, sensing the slightest bit of fear from him that he didnt show. Staying silent on that seemed like the best idea for him while he scanned the crowd for the woman he had pushed. Spotting her on the floor under the counter of the bar butting her lip with her eyes still glazed over on her high as the rise and fall of her chest started to slow. "He wants to make sure your feeding regularly and asked me to help you with that. To avoid your latest ordeal with a few bear hunters, and he wasn't pleased to hear about it." He continued gaining his attention once again seeing his fangs were still visible.

"Stk, if he was so worried about my suddon absence then why isn't he here talking to me about this? Instead he sends you an I told you before I hunt on my own and I'm doing just fine." He said, not noticing his eyes had already started to turn a crimson red with his voice taking on the beast that dwelled within. "Did you kill that girl?" He asked, stepping closer to him looking down at his short statur compared to his height. "Yeah what of it? No one saw if thats what you're wondering." He said, not liking the way the conversation had turned. "No, no, no we already know she's dead I want to know about the one that you stood here an just fed from. Flinching at the words breifly said to him, he focused his hearing on her breathing and heart rate.

Hearing that they were shallow he figured she will be dead soon quicker than possible he was sure of it. "Yes, of course I did! What'd you think I just bit her throat out or bit her just to see what happened. You can tell him I don't need you to question me about my kills." He snapped the beast within him pushing through the barrier of his mind. Shaking his head he wasn't scared in the slightest of him getting out of control; "I swear you fledgling's don't fucking get it. If you didnt drain the syka (bitch) dry an only leaving a small ounce of blood in her they tend to turn into ghoul's. And they're annoying to kill especially when they draw too much attention." He said, ignoring his tone of voice; looking back to the V. I. P section then back at him.

While he continued, "Hmm, so why don't you tell that too you're sire." He said, smugly crossing his arms over his chest watching as the fear showed in hid eyes as he csught sight of the man that created him. He sat in the almost dark V. I. P section in the first booth with the beaded crystal sheer curtains pulled to the side enough to see he wasn't alone. With his mouth attatched to a blonde's throat with her head rolled back in ecstasy with a short pixie hair cut petite woman on the other side of his lap kissing touching him. "Well go on, tell him what you told me. I'm sure ge wouldn't mind you interrupting his feeding." He said, walking towards the redhead that stood at the end of the bar trying to get the bartender's attention. "Like hell I will." He mumbled to himself turning on his attention back to the woman seeing her eye's started to turn a smokey white.

"Fucking hell." He cursed lowly under his breath trying to figure out what his sire said about ghoul's. He didn't know how to kill one either, breathing a sigh he walked over to her snatching her up by her wrists and dragging her through the drunkencrowd as she tripped and stumbled on her heels the whole way to the back exit. Rushing into the cool night air, he stepped through the shadows with a tight grip on her. Hearing the hungry whisper's of their disorientated voice's all around them till he csme to Forest Creek park. Tossing her to the sode he heard bones crunching when he turned to look at her limp crumbled hody on a near by boulder.

Groaning he walledbiver to her listening for a pluse but there was none with the rotting smell of her flesh that were a pale sickly gray color. He gagged as he stepped away covering his mouth and nose shaking his head, figuring he could leave her now since she's officially dead and bo longer his problem. Shrugging his shoulder's he walked through the dirt path till he heard a near by twig snap and a cocking of a gun as it glinted in the moon light. "Shit." He mumbled to himself as his body turned into mist just intime to avoid being shot with a UV round that lodged itself into the bark of the tree. "Damn, where dod it go?" A voice asked, looking around the park woods for him. "I-I dont know where it is; go look for it my guns jammed." The orher voice said, sucking his teeth while the other walked on ahead looking left then right still hearing his friend curse the weapon he brought along with them.

Wind rushed past him as mist covered the grass up to his knee's. "Hunters out alone at this late hour, what a shame that your teacher should have told you its better to be in a bigger group or come during the day." Albion whispered, his laughter carried on the wind as the young hunter took off deep into the winds off trail. Tripping over his own feet then tree branchs that sent him tumbling and rolling down a steep grassy hill landing flat on his face. "Tisk, tisk, tisk they should have told you not run off the trails around here either." He said, whispering into his ear watching as he jumped and winced out in pain breathing hard holding up the silver stake in trembling hands as he scooted away from the monster before him. "Get the hell away from me! Stay back you beast!" He shouted hoping that his partner will find him and fast.

"Oh no he's not going to come to your rescue. Well he wont be running anwy where really." He said, his laghter echoed around them as he steppednout of the mist showing himself to a wide eyed dreadlock trembling boy. "P-please don't please don't kill me I'm begging you. Please don't do this." Tears rolled down his brown cheeks as he begged him.