Blood

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Celestial and Annalease are the last vampires on earth. There pretty, hungry, and deadly.

Submitted: November 28, 2014

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Blood “ A Short Story”
 

I walk down the street down to the nearest bar and the hunt for food is on. I am a vampire. Me and my friend Annaliese are the only vampires left and we don’t sparkle. My stomach grumbles for blood. The warm liquid which satisfies my hunger. Months later my boyfriend who was also a vampire let my drink his blood to save me from a steak that was in my chest. He died in the process.  My real name is Celestia but my name for the moment I am Chelsea Alexander. I walk up the street and to my left there is a blinking sign that says Bar so I walk in. I look around and the place is fairly bland. There are tables around. My Id states I’m 22 but in real life I am 3,789. I remember my birthday. It is October 30, all hallows eve. I see I have caught the eye of a man in the corner, he is alone, and for his sake it is a good thing. I can read his mind and can tell he is a murderer who kills young women and I am his next target, number 9. I walk up to him. I am not afraid, I have the strength of over 15 men and I can run faster the the eye can see. 
“Hi there,” I say.
He is attractive and well built so he isn’t surprised that I approached him.
“Hi, this place is a bore want to get out of here and head to my place?” he asks.
I nod we walk down the road talking. He wants to know me before he kills me. I tell him my fake name, “age”, and that I travel a lot.  We reach his house and I can smell corpses with me sensitive nose. He opens the door and I enter alert and ready to eat. 
“Put your hands up,” he orders lifting his gun into the air.
“Go ahead shoot me in the arm,” I reply.
He shoots me in the lower arm and I laugh. I put my fingers in the wound and pull out the bullet. He watches as it heals instantaneously. 
“What the heck are you?”
“Im am Celestia, I am a 3,789 year old vampire who is about to kill you you murdering piece of crap,” I reply. 
He lifts his gun shaking but before he can even pull the trigger I take my knife and throw in into his shoulder. He falls to his knees in pain and cries. 
“ Kill me,” he pleads weakly.
“I will, slowly drinking your blood away ounce by ounce tutoring you just like you did to the women in your basement,” I answer.
My teeth shoot out from my gums and I bite down on the wound. The warm liquid hits my lips. He is B-Positive. I taste great as I swallow. He is as pale as a ghost as he lay still in my arms. I carry his lifeless body down to the basement and clear all my fingerprints from the house. I left about 2 pints left in him. I let out a loud high -pitched whistle and the Analease appears 2 seconds later. 
“Dinner,” I say.
Without hesitation she is on his wound drinking. She is still a child to me, she is only 300 years old. I look around and see the dead women around my and am disgusted. I let my long white hair out of it’s hair tie.Analease finishes.
“Celestia, your eyes are red again,” Analease interpretes.
“I know,”
My eyes are dark purple normally, they turn red sometimes during times when I am the most powerful but it doesn’t worry me I have had it since the day I was tuned. 
“Go outside and wait, I’ll be right there,” I order.
She cleans up her fingerprints and bolts out the door. I walk over to his corpse.
“Karma’s a pain in the butt huh,” I whisper in his ear and then leave. 


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