Forever Young

"NO. I wouldn't be able to stop, and I don't want to hurt you." I say

"Shade your dying on the floor we're kinda out of options. I trust you" I say

I nod, and, reluctantly, bring my lips to his neck. I bite him and start drinking, hoping to god i'll be able to stop

.....

I don't want to stop, but I do, after drinking far longer than I should have. "Are you okay?" I ask him and wipe the blood off my chin

"Yeah" I answer quietly

I get up and walk out the door, hoping he won't follow me.

I follow her "shade wait!"

I stop and turn around. "What?" I ask

"Why did you leave?"

"I just have something to do." I say, please don't follow me

"What is it?"

"Just something!" I say, getting rather annoyed. My hands start to shake so I start wringing them to stop the shaking

"Fine" I walk away

I run to the nearest club. Drinking from him wasn't enough. I lure three people out of the club through the back door. I go on a frenzy once I make sure we're alone. I drain all of them.

Name:7
Age:doesn't know
Race:vampire illusionist
Personality:dark. Searching for my own past. Keeps to self. Has an over strong moral sense
Looks:pale skin dark hair trench coat always packing
Job/school:lawkeeper
Pet:none.

I wake up in my hotel room. Blury dreams of my history still not unclear are lingering in my eyes. My dreams and two words are at the front of my mind. Stop Shade.

I get out of bed and take a quick shower. I let the water massage my head as I think about my task. I must stop her... Three more deaths.. The numbers keep rising and I am no closer to finding her than when I started. How many times has she done this? Are there any facts from the last time that I can go off of?

I sit at my computer and scroll through my bank of information. Pictures of the victims. Sketches of what I can only hope is Shade. my lingering question of why still skirting the edge of my vision. Why is she doing this? I send an email to my warlock friend about restocking needs before packing up putting my helmet and coat on before i walk outside and jumping on my bike to head to the next town.

This needs to stop, you know you can't go on like this. My mind tells me. But I go to the next club and find three more victims. Jasper is still not around. Good, I wouldn't want him to see this.

Its dark when I arrive in the next town so I remove my helmet and park my bike with one last putter as I kill the oversized engine. I look with eagles gaze into the windows of the little inn i just arrived at. Innkeepers, best sorce for the official rumors. I chuckle a little and enter the lobby and make a quick line for the counter. Not too quick tho.

One, two, three. They drop to the floor. Drained of all blood. On to the next club

"Whats the new' keep?" I ask the innkeeper as I hold my gaze.
"well now what exactly ah yer looking fer?" he Replied
"give me anything unusual. something you don't often see"
"Besides yourself? nothing except that tatooed fella they just dun drug off, they say he was biting people 'n' such.. why do you ask?"
I hand him my coverstory. A card "fiction facts" my writers card.
" Just need a story. and a room. one bed one key ill be back just before dawn" I show a bit of teeth as i turn on my heels and mount my bike heading for the lockup.

Club after club I take three people, drain them and then move on to the next

I arrive at the lockup and sneak past the one jelly filled human guard.
I see the tattooed Dacker from my vantage point.. the shadows of his Human cell.
"you have two options" i say, making him jump from his own conversation.
" one you can repent and i can take you back to the council of Draygon. Or for my enjoyment you can decline and i will mark you.. and you will kill yourself in this cell. make the choice now there is no later" i hold up a silver cross in a gloved hand.