"I have only given you a gift," Markus said, "Which I promise you will come to accept." He opened the door and extended his hand. "Lady's first."
Markus walked Vanessa out of the Mansion. A limousine waited for her.
"Kirchhoff will take you to unlimited feeding ground," Markus said. "Enjoy."
Vanessa sat in the fancy limousine, fighting a battle within herself. Part of her longed to feed, fantasizing about her kill. The other part struggled with that concept, looking at it with disgust and horror.
The limousine parked, and Vanessa slowly got out. She was at a dance club . . . Perfect opportunity.
Vanessa entered the club and slowly danced her way through the crowd. Sweating people jumped up and down with the loud rocking music, screaming and waving their hands. Vanessa closed her eyes, smelling the beating pulses. She had to have it.
A dark-haired man danced next to Vanessa, and placed his hands on her hips. Their bodies pressed together, and Vanessa allowed the stranger's hands to explore her body. Slowly, she turned around, and looked him in the eye. She wrapped her hands around his shoulders and kissed him.
He kissed back, slowly at first, then more and more fiercely. Vanessa pulled him towards one of the spare empty rooms. He grinned, following her eagerly. The treat he thought he was about to get was actually dinner for her.
Vanessa pulled the man into the room and quickly shut and locked the door. The stranger wrapped his arms around her and pulled Vanessa into his chest, covering her mouth with a kiss. Vanessa kissed back with all her energy, pushing him onto the bed. She ran her hand up and down his chest, and intertwined her legs with his. She forced her hips onto his, and pulled his shirt off.
The man helped her take off her shirt, and pressed his naked torso into hers. At times like these, the sense of touch was . . . Amazing. Exhilarating. Vanessa pulled their lips apart and slowly traveled her mouth down his face. She breathed onto his neck, and slowly kissed his neck. The stranger moaned. Vanessa smirked, and opened her mouth, allowed her fangs to grow. She could feel his pulse, smell his blood. She had to have it.
She struck. The man startled and tried to throw her off, but Vanessa held him down. She struck again and again, finally allowing her fangs to clamp onto to his neck as she sucked his life supply. It was so good. So warm.
The door was flung open. "Vanessa!"
Vanessa turned around, hissing. Who dared disturb her from her kill?
"Vanessa!" Victor shouted, "DON'T!"
What remained of Vanessa hissed again and turned back to her meal. Victor sighed and raised his gun.
"Come on, Vanessa!" Victor said. A hint of pleading was in his voice. "Don't make me do it. You're stronger than this."
Vanessa stared at Victor, her eyes covered in red film. She wanted more blood, more than anything she had ever wanted before. Her logic tried to take over, screaming something, but the Vampire was stronger. Vanessa growled, and leaped at Victor.
A gunshot sounded throughout the club, which was instantly in an uproar. People screamed, clawing their way through the crowd to just get out. The Vampire and Vampire Slayer fought, Vanessa dodging bullets and Victor dodging fingernails.
Markus burst through the club door and shouted something. Several masked men followed him and started shooting bullets into the fray. Everything was in confusion.
When the dust finally cleared, Victor stood in the middle of the room, covered in blood. Everything else was lying still. The Vampire Slayer sighed, and existed the room.
What a pity.
The end of the short series! Lol, sorry it ended so suddenly . . . But it's a short series, no? =D
I'm A Vampire - And I'm In Love With A Vampire Slayer (Part 6)
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