Get him... he's getting away... how'd he do that?... I've never seen one do it."Klaxons and alarms began to blare, while heavy doors began to slide into place. Going Cold gave him enough speed to slide past the first few doors, but soon he'd reach one that was already sealed. Luckily, the automatic doors would be hindering the soldiers as much as him.The ventilation duct!Obviously, the designer of this complex had thought that noone could crawl through a duct that was less than twenty centimeters in diameter. Obviously, they hadn't met a vampire like Mike. Ripping the grate off of the duct, Mike squeezed and squirmed himself in and pulled the grate back on behind him. Moving through the ductwork was more like slithering than crawling, but it could be done with considerable ease.After a while, Mike heard a familiar voice. "I don't know Evelyn, have any of the other specimens exhibited that ability?""Not a one. It's probably a very advanced ability, but then, that's his trademark,
No where in particular. I'm kind of on the run.""From who?" Mike motioned that they should start walking, in the direction she'd been heading before, while he told her his sordid little story (glazing over quite a few details about Lucy and Alice)."Wow. Tres cool. Well, I'm heading home to Toronto, care to join me?" She asked hopefully."Sure, far be it for me to turn down a lady's offer." They continued walking."So, how come you can be out during the day? Isn't that a vampire no-no?""Not really, while I'm Thawed, running on human metabolism, it's fine. When I'm Cold though, the sun really bugs me. Though I seem to be one of the few vamps who can stay thawed for long. Whether they can't stay that way for long or just won't, I don't know.""Oh, I see.""So, what about you? What do you do?" Mike said, wanting to change the topic from vampire lore."Not much. My grandmother left me enough that I'll never have to work. Every now and then I just go on a walk-about. Like now, I'm just co
Kayla had a lot of problems. I’ll admit that being turned into a vampire at 19 wasn’t her fault, but I’d come to learn over the last year that she was rather lacking in personal responsibility.In other words, she was a lazy ass slob.In the first few months we were together, I’d overlooked it out of guilt for what I’d done to her. She also had her own room so I just closed the door and ignored the huge piles of clothes everywhere. But, once she had moved full time into my room, that mess had come with her.Vampires didn’t eat a lot of ‘normal’ food, so there wasn’t a huge issue with dishes and other kitchen messes to deal with generally, but Kayla thought nothing of leaving glasses and empty blood donation bags laying around where ever she had been when she finished them.It’s not like she had a lot of chores or other daily activities to do. She spent most of her time watching TV or playing video games, so there was plenty of time to pick up and run laundry on occasion. She just seem
Looking a little down today boss.” Raven commented quietly as I bottomed the blood shot.“Just another day at the vampire bar.” I shrugged, dropping the glass on the bar and walking towards my office.The night was like most others and thankfully un eventful. I sent Aaron home early and Raven made quick work of cleaning up the bar area. I felt the weight of a million people on my shoulders as I locked the front door.“Why so glum, stud?” Came a voice behind me.A chill ran up and down my spine. It was a familiar feeling, but one that I’d not felt in a long time. I wasn’t in the mood, but at least I was ready.I spun around and cocked my fist back, preparing for the worst.As I suspected, Liz stood behind me, a cocky grin on her face. She glanced down at my fist and then back up at me.“You want to play rough already? Boy, you have changed.” She smirked.“What the fuck do you want?” I asked, slowly moving my hand down towards my belt. After our last encounter, I’d taken to wearing a kn
Easy babe.” Liz said as she withdrew a set of handcuffs from her bag.“You really have lost your fucking mind if you think you’re putting those on me.”“That can be for later lover boy. Right now, they are for me.”“Huh?”I watched as Liz slapped the cuffs onto one of her wrists, fed them through the handle of the door to the club and then onto her other wrist.“I figured I needed a way to make you trust me. So, there you go. I’m at your mercy now. Do your worst.” Liz grinned. She gripped the door handle and thrust her ass out at me, wiggling it at me enticingly.“You really have lost your mind, you know that?”“Do you know what your problem is? You don’t know how to live.” Liz said.“Yeah, because some crazy bitch bit me and made me a vampire.” I shot back.“That might be true, but I gave you a gift. A gift that you have fucking wasted on that silly girl and this silly club. We’re supposed to have fun. When was the last time you had fun? When was the last time you hunted? When was th
I stood up and pulled my jeans on, then looked down at Liz. There were a million feelings rushing through my mind at that moment and I was having a lot of difficulty sorting through them all.“Did I fuck your brains out Scotty? You’re looking a little dazed there.” Liz teased, holding her wrists up towards me. I reached down and picked up my shirt, then lifted up the pile of Liz’s torn clothes and retrieved my knife.“You gonna ignore me now? Come on Scotty, get with it!” Liz growled.I spun around, holding the knife in front of me.“Oh, feeling feisty again? What are you gonna do with that?” Liz asked.“I can still fucking kill you ya know!” I yelled.Liz leaned her head forward and opened her mouth. As I watched, she took the blade into her mouth and began to felate it. I could feel my resolve weaken.“Come on Scotty. Do you really think that you could fuck me like a cheap slut, which I loved by the way, and then kill me? I mean, if you did, I’d be really impressed. But maybe I got
Who are you?" Tinkerbell wondered, tapping me on the shoulder with her small, green wand."Robert Redford." I raised my voice with the music. "Do you live here?""You don't look like Robert Redford," she decided, taking in my ordinary trousers, loosened tie, and rolled up sleeves."That's because it's a Halloween party," I half-shouted. "I'm wearing my guy-next-door costume.""Oh!" She nodded eagerly. "It's a good one!""Thanks," I said, leaning closer. "Who lives here?""I don't know," she replied. "You wanna dance?""Maybe later."My nose itched beneath a cloud of bitter smoke. Cloves, pot, maybe something burning on the stove? The music made me wince. I didn't particularly care for crowds and I didn't know my neighbors. I'd never borrowed a cup of sugar or gotten their morning paper by mistake. They were strangers with a stereo, that's all I knew, and I had to work in the morning."You need an orgasm!" Frankenstein's monster shoved a plastic cup into my hand. Something pink with a
Shelly wore a black skirt, an old one by the look of it, made of linen beneath a shadow of lace. Stockings and heels, open toes painted blood red like her fingernails, like her lips. A Goth goddess teasing mortal me."How old are you?" I asked, hoping she would be flattered, rather than amused."Old enough," she replied with a playful shrug. "Can I have your phone number?""What?""Your phone number.""Why?" I asked, probably looking even more surprised than I sounded."Oh, I don't know," she confessed. "It's, um ... like a college thing. I just have to collect a bunch of phone numbers from guys.""You're in a sorority or something?""Yeah. Like that," she agreed. "I'm not gonna call you or anything. I mean, you don't want strange girls calling you, right?""I guess not, um..." I tried not to show her the disappointment I felt.I'd never been asked for my number by a pretty college coed before, not even when I'd been in college. Shelly looked gorgeous, too, even as she smiled through