Creatures of the Night // Hans & Elsa
Green eyes checked the dark street, and sharp teeth grazed against a soft lip. Hans was hungry. His auburn hair fell over his forehead in an almost messy way. How long was it since he had his last meal? A week?
He was supposed to dine with his Coven, but joined them a few minutes later than he should have. The greedy blood suckers had already finished, and he was left with only leftovers of a young man.
He flinched at the thought. He prefered important people as targets, famous actors or singers and occasionally, pliticians. When he fed on them, he could feel his heart beat, as if he was alive, he could feel their emotions and read their minds. He felt important. And oh… How he enjoyed to take it away from them.
Unfortunately, feeding on well known people was a luxury most vampires could not enjoy, since doing so was too risky.
His mind returned to the street when he heard the autumn leaves making a crunchy sound, as if someone stepped on them.
It was not a second later when he appeared behind his target. A very young woman, maybe in her late teens. He could hear her heart racing as he pulled her with him, and a moment later, he felt teeth pierceing the hand he put on her mounth. Hans did not even flinch.
She put on a fight, but it was for nothing. A few moments later, she was on the ground, unable to move under his firm body. She shook terribly, but it all stopped when his fangs pierced her neck.
Hans felt the wonderful sensation in his chest. Suddenly his cheeks were pink with blood flowing to them, and he could feel a faint heartbeat.
Then, the vampire could taste the blood on his tongue, as he sucked on her neck. His nose was filled with the smell of butter cookies, and chocolate chips.
His victim planned to bake cookies for her best friend.
Soon, he was done, blood dripping on his chin. He licked the woman’s throat, closing the wound, and leaving her barely alive.
He stood up, breathing heavily and wiping the blood from his cheeks and chin with the back of his hand.
The vampire heard a footstep.
Turning sharply, he saw a woman, but this time, he heard no heartbeat. He knew what she was. She was like him.
His greeen eyes locked with her blue ones, and he just stood there in silence, waiting for the next move.
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