I look down on the streets below me. The noise and the stench doesn't bother me right now.; I have locked them from my heightened senses. It is what lies underneath the pulsating nightlife of the city that entices me.
I jump down from the roof landing smoothly and elegantly on the flat roof of the next building. I jump up on the ledge turning my gaze to the small side streets below and their dim light. They are like vacant grey streaks hidden behind the inferno of the city. A breeze caresses my face; I close out all the noise and let the evening air fill my lungs. My body quivers lightly with pleasure and I enjoy the smell of the asphalt, sending the last warmth gathered through a long day of sunshine towards me. Spring is on it's way. Once again I breathe in feeling delighted, but something makes me stiffen, my eyes flashing open. Something tempting has hit my senses and I open my mouth slightly tasting the scent in small gulps.
Spicy sweetness, a feminine note.
I cock my head, listening intently. Happy laughter and elated voices confirmed what my nose had already told me. Shortly after the girls come walking down the street. They have hooked their arms under one anothers, gossiping about tonight's events. Without a sound I get up, following them from the ledge, around the corner and down the next side street. They stop in front of a door, hugging each other and saying their goodbyes, before one of them disappears through the door.
While watching her walk down the street below me, I squat down and breathe in again. Below the choking smell of some cheap celebrity perfume her own seductive female scent is singing to me. I love the slightly sour musk, mixing with the sweet metallic basenote of the blood, coming towards me in small pulse beats.
I let myself drop ten metres down to the street and slowly follow her.
"Hunting or fishing ?" I mutter.
The Sound makes the girl twirl around. The street is empty. Only the homely sounds from the houses get caught by the concrete walls. Her eyes gliding over the facade, stopping at an open window, the sound of a tv reaching her ears. With an eased sigh she straightens her bag a bit and continues down the street.
She has almost reached the next corner when I step up from the gate i to the back yard, leaning lazily on the wall. She stops with a surprised little gasp. Her eyes running over me and like a movie moving in slow motion I see her expression change to fear with every cm of me she takes in. I can't suppress a smile when it clearly snaps into place in her head that this meeting was no coincidence. I can almost hear how the hair on her arms stand up.
Without taking her eyes off me she backs up and when she is at a safe distance, she turns and crosses the street with long stiff strides. The echo from her heels follows her while she quickly makes her way towards a park. It looks like she is going to try for a quick exit through the darkness, to get to the busy street on the other side.
She cast long glances over her shoulder.
I am no longer anywhere to be seen; the street is empty. The sound of her heels turn to hollow slams as she starts running. Just as she is about to enter the park, I step out from behind the big tree at the entrance. Her shoes make a marrying sound as she comes to an abrupt stop. Her low cut cleavage is heaving with each laboured breath and she is shaking so badly her bag slips from her shoulder. Everything about her screams about fear, but still she just stands there, staring with huge eyes. It is first when I take a step towards her that she snaps out her trance. She whimpers and turns to run for her friend's door.
With an astute smile I start following her at a light jog. "Where are you going ?" I Call seductively. "I just want to ask you something, my beautiful".
The girl doesn't react.
"Come on darling I won't bite". I call out. "Or..". I give a short laugh and up my tempo. Before she has taken another step I am standing in front of her and she slams into me. "Isn't that just something you say ?"
She looks up at my face with panic written on her features. My eyes reflect the street lights when they meet hers. She is about to scream but I quickly clamp a hand over her mouth, pulling her face to me. My sharp teeth poking out the corners of my mouth as I gently whisper. "If you promise to be good and not scream I will let you run. Okay ?"
She is nodding frantically.
I turn her around, so she is facing the park again and give her a push forward. She is staggering for the first steps before getting control of her legs, then she runs full speed. For a long moment I stay there watching her. Several times I breathe in the scent and enjoy the extra picant note now coming from her. The smell of her fear makes me more excited.
"Eight, nine, ten ! Ready or not, here I come". I laugh, sprinting after her.
The park is cool and the vegetation thick enough to keep the scenes hanging under the treetops. With no trouble at all I catch up, letting her run in front of me, enjoying the scent of her essence. The desire grows and even if I enjoy the game, I can't hold the thirst down any longer. I need to have her. In a long cat-like jump I land in front of her.
She stumbles and the next second she is dangling in my iron grip. I easily help her back on her feet and straightens her paillette dress.
"There you go, perfect again". I tell her, sending her my most charming smile, while pushing the long soft locks of hair from her winther pale neck. The scent wafting against me almost knocks me off my feet and my eyes turn black with excitement. With a low snarl I grab her, and before she even realises what is happening my teeth have broken through the soft skin of her neck. Even if she fights to get free and cry with fear I hold her in a gentle embrace, while I greedily drink her sweet thick blood.
Her heart is beating insistently, before the rhythm dips and get weak. She doesn't fight me, but is hanging limp in my arms. I should stop; but she is so irresistible and I just can't get enough of the sweet and sour taste that her fear has added. With a passionated sigh I pull her closer to me, sinking my fangs deeper. Soon she starts cramping in my arms and I have to hold her tighter not to drop the body.
A thin stripe of blood runs down my chin when I make a new bite on her neck, draining the last drops. She is staring emptily into the darkness as the light dim in her eyes and her soul leaves her body.
With a joyful moan I let go and laugh euphorically, feeling her adrenaline run through my body.
*Soleil*Every second I spend in the cantine or hallways that week I find myself scanning the rooms for Luca and sometimes I am lucky enough to catch a glimpse of his tall muscular frame in the crowd. He was as expected accepted by the guys hanging around the Elites and he looked like he felt right at home with the IT crowd.From the table where Davina and I usually sit at lunch, I can easily catch glimpses of him, as he hangs out with the other guys. He has such a handsome face, with a cute nose and full soft looking lips. Most days he has stubbles, like his facial hair grows very fast. It suits him, even if it makes him look a bit too old to be here. There is something endearing and charming about him and he always seems to smile.Everytime I catch myself staring at him for too long, it is his wonderful hazel eyes drawing me in, but
*Soleil* I walk down the pathway running along the football fields. On the other side of the path is the Church stonewall. And I notice how everything is luscious green and ready to bloom. Wild daisies make a beautiful contrast to the grey stones and it is like everything gives off a soft humming sound. I breathe in the scent of flowers from the cemetery and smile happily. Here everything else is gone. There are no guys with alluring hazel eyes, best friends wearing too much black or anything else to mess with me. There is just spring, beautiful green and yellow colours. Before continuing I throw out my arms, twirling around myself feeling so very free, sucking in everything like it is the first time I see it. Out of the corner of my eye I notice that a breeze is playing with the treetops, looking almost like they are dancing around me. I stop to enjoy the sight of the wave-like motion it would create through the trees down along the path, but it didn't happen. It seemed like the
*Soleil*"Oh Seriously Davina". I complain when I look at myself in the mirror. "You can't be serious".It is the day I have dreaded all week and we are getting ready in Davina's room. I look down on myself. She has put me in skin tight leather pants, a tight black shirt, low cut enough to let the lace of my lucky black bra peek out and on top a black corset. The corset is tight and my normally soft figure now has the smallest waist and a totally flat stomach."Get out of the clothes and come to the beauty chair". She totally ignores my protests, helping me out of the corset. "If you hadn't been my best friend Sol I would have been offended by Your critice of my amazing clothes. Every chick at the club is dying to get their hands on my creations. By the way the corset is a one of a kind and the material was expensive, so please be careful". She says it with a smile.<
*Soleil*When we get into town my stomach is doing flip flops. What am I doing here ? I can't go around like this in public, what would my mother think, seeing me like this ? I grab Davina's arm. "I am not going to survive you know"."Of course you do. See it from a positive point. Down here, tonight, you are not standing out in a bad way". She wink at me.I look down on myself, I am not so sure."You look so hot Sol, believe me". She says smiling. "You look so beautiful, all the guys are going to notice you".She pulls me up to the entrance. Saying a quick hello to the two doormen, before walking inside. I am following her like a lost puppy. Looking in a mirror on my way in I look more like a scared rabbit than a femme fatale."You are not you, you are someone e
*Soleil* "So what do you think of the Grotto ?" Davina asks, as we are sitting on her bed, clearing off our makeup. "You were really brave, talking to people and you seemed to have fun". "It was kind of crazy and I think I got a bit drunk at some point". I answer. "Nah it wasn't bad, I kept an eye on you". She giggles. "Poor Casper, he tried so hard getting you fired up to him. Actually a couple of guys did and even one girl I think". "Wow, really.. I didn't even notice". I scrunch up my forehead. "I remember seeing that Lefu guy and..". I cut myself of, unable to explain. Davina smiles teasingly. "Oh Lefu, he went right to Your knickers didn't he ?" "What are you talking about ?" "Because you are the colour of a tomato right now". My hands fly to my burning cheeks. "Don't worry, everyone goes through that in the beginning". I swallow. "I have no idea what 'that' is. Could it be the red wine ?" "Two glasses of red wine and one shot during a whole evening, that won't get even a
*The vampire*The party is going strong. People are starting to get drunk from the alcohol and the monotone rhythm of the music.Hunting or fishing ?Slowly I move around the Grotto along the walls, keeping in the shadows, were I can study people without them noticing. I enjoy the scent of every one of them. I stop several times, seeing if I can spark a desire, but none of them catches my attention.At the bar I spot two beautiful girls. I recognise one of them, but honestly I have never really looked closer before. She is wearing a long tight dress glaring out at the bottom, it hugs her sexy figure perfectly. Her ample breasts are caressed by soft blondes and to midnight black hair framed a classically beautiful face. The red lips invites to be nippled at.I smile and remember her scent. This is a
*Soleil*The whole weekend I have been kind of in my own World. Somehow having convinced myself that I must be something special, having been blessed by Lefu's magnetic gaze. Somehow I have magic abilities, and they have turned me into this dark creature of seduction that not even the King of goth can resist.What if it is all real, if I am really a witch ? How crazy would it be if I could make things happen, just like it was described on the wiccan pages. I just can't wait to get to school and show them the new me. This is the start of a new life for me.When I am about to enter the school through the big main door, a group of elites comes walking down the path. They apparently know nothing about my big change, because the head right for the doors, not even seeing me. I have to step aside at the last moment so as not to be trampled.T
*Soleil*Luca is leaning against the wall, looking at his phone when I step out of the school. Unfortunately there is no way I can get past him, without him seeing me. And being as tall as he is, towering over everyone else, he would never believe that I couldn't find him. So the only thing I can do is walk over to him. He looks up, flashing me a smile that makes me forget why I wanted to run."Hi, is your house far away ? Because I didn't bring my bike today". He pushes off the wall and pockets his phone."No it's not far, just down past the church and across the road, I live in a house down there". I say."Nice, Let's go then". Luca says and starts to walk. I hurry up to keep up with his long legs.For a while we just walk in silence down the church path. It annoys me that I find the silence awkwa