My prey never suspects that they are being hunted. More often than not, they aren’t even aware of the danger standing right in front of them until my fangs penetrate that soft flesh guarding the jugular vein. Of course, it is my intention that they not know until it is far too late for them to escape. It makes the adrenaline in the bloodstream come so suddenly, in an almost unbearably pleasing surge. Tonight, I am hunting where my kind is considered a myth. These people believe that they are of my line, they have no idea.

From across the room, she beckons me with a gesture, a seductive smile playing about her rosy lips. I smile and approach her, feeling the warmth of her flesh before I can physically touch her. She touches my wrist and I can feel her surprise at my cold skin. She looks at me strangely, but the smile still present.

“You almost look like the real thing,” She laughs softly, “Would you like me to warm you?” I smile softly, gazing into her clear blue eyes, and nod once, following her into one of the back rooms reserved for the exchange of blood.

As soon as we are out of sight, I take her in my arms and kiss the flesh of her throat softly. I feel her pulse quicken and she playfully nips at my neck. Before she can bite me again, I sink my fangs into her tender flesh. Her grip on my arm tightens and I can hear a soft moan coming from her lips.

She doesn’t realize the danger she is in until her head starts to swim, her legs grow weak, and her vision is starts to darken. Her fingers grip harder and she expects me to stop. I apply a painful amount of pressure with my jaws and she cries out in pain.

“Stop! You’re hurting me.” Her voice is soft, barely a whisper. I pull away from my fount for a moment, brushing a few drops of blood from my lips.

“Shh, it will all be over soon.” I meet her gaze once more, seeing that her once clear eyes have begun to cloud with the onset of her death. Her pale skin has lost the blush it had, and her once rosy lips now have a bluish hue. I smile softly at her, then return to the source of my power.

After only a moment, the lovely creature before me lies dead on the ground. I check myself for blood once and seeing none I leave the small room. They will find her in the morning. I exit the club through the main door and feel the refreshing coolness of the night air. With a thought I disappear into the darkness, in search of my next hunting grounds.