Vampires In Oakland (Part I)
A/N: Get Spooky Bitches. @whoramilaje Dis for You my love
Ashton was always known as one who was interested in the mysteries of ancient creatures and other âmythicalâ beings. From a young age, the creature that intrigued her the most were vampires. From the fangs to the inciting colored eyes, she was invested in every bit of it. Starting her sophomore year in college, she became slightly obsessed. Buying every book, article, documentary she could get her hands on. Her bookshelf was pooling over at this point. Â After a long day of boring classes, she dragged her back to her room, a package being placed in front of her door. It must have been her new book. Unlocking her door and picking up the package, she walked into her one bedroom apartment. Sheâd been waiting for this book for so long, 3 weeks to be exact, although she wanted to question why it took so long to arrive, she was just excited that it finally did so. Throwing her bookbag down on her small loveseat, she sat the box on the coffee table and pulled out a box cutter. Eagerly, she sliced the package open and pulled out the book immediately, completely ignoring a strange bottle of purple glowing liquid that laid at the bottom of the box. Looking at the crisp, brand new book, she couldnât wait to sit back and immerse herself within the pages. Pushing the box to the side, she sat the book on the table and got up, walking to her bedroom to change out of the clothes she had on. Being the big kid she was, she slipped into her tasmanian devil onesie and fuzzy socks and shuffled back to the living room. Plopping back down on her couch, she began flipping through the book, reading faster than she had done before.
NâJadaka Udaku was one of the most famous vampire known to date. Standing at 6â4â, weighing 228 lbs, he was hard not to miss. Being nearly 2,000 years old youâd expect him to look like heâs a cough away from death right? This wasnât the case for NâJadaka. His body was just as sculpted as someone who spent their every living breathe in the gym working out every body part they possibly could. Having his dreads neatly braided and his beard clean cut and neat, youâd never know he was a âmythâ in the minds of unsuspected citizens. Something like bigfoot. He wasnât your typical vampire. He didnât crave blood for survival, he craved it for sexual arousal. Watching his prey squirm and drain of their color did something to him. From the first reports of his appearance, there was one thing that always draw his victims to him. His bright green eyes that were so enticing that you couldnât look away.
For the rest of the night, Ashton read through the book until she couldnât keep her eyes open anymore. Slowly falling asleep with her arm resting on the table, she knocked the box to the ground and out spilled the purple liquid that laid at the bottom of the box. The next morning Ashton woke up to a pounding headache and strange feeling in her hand. Sitting up slowly, she stretched and felt an odd substance in her hand.
âWhat the fuck?â She muttered blinking a few times and looked at her hand. The purple liquid dripped from her hand and landed on her carpet. Looking down at the box that had fallen during the night, the purple liquid was everywhere⊠Except for one spot.. The book she was reading. Not one drop had gotten on the book but seemingly everywhere else.
âHow the fuck do you get everywhere else⊠but the book. What kind of sorcery is this shit?â Finally getting up from the couch she carefully stepped over the damaged carpet and walked to her bathroom. Running her hand under warm water, she scrubbed the liquid away until there was little to no sign of it ever being there.
While Ashton prepped herself to make her long journey to cooperate enslavement (her job), a mysterious being seemed to have awaken after years of being left alone. He wore a long, dark black robe that hugged the muscles of his arms and perfectly framed his keloid littered upper body and blue loose fitting lounge pants. The small hair fibers raised on the back of his neck. This wasnât a normal occasion⊠Someone had been chosen Never in his entire lifespan had anyone ever been âchosenâ. It was a foreign occurrence to him⊠Until now. Standing up from his seat, he made his way into his closet where he changed into a simple combat uniform. Steel toe boots, Camo pants, Form fitting shirt and a bullet proof vest. Making his way over of his lair, he began his trect to the city they called Oakland. The city he grew up in⊠His home.
The day was very uneventful for Ashton, some old white colonizer bullshit customer service. Some old bullshit manager, but it paid the bills so she dealt with it. As it grew closer to the time Ashton had to close the store, the atmosphere seemed to change within seconds. The wind picked up, the cloud became grey and the all around surroundings just seemed off⊠Ash paid it no mind until she was stopped in the middle of the parking lot. It was like her feet were glued to the pavement.
âI swear to Jehovah himself..â She attempted to lift her foot but failed once more.
âI wouldnât struggle too much sweetheart. Thatâs only gonna make it worse.â a deep voice rumbled through her ears and left goosebumps up and down her arms.
âW-what⊠w-who are you?â Ashtonâs eyes widen as she tried to adjust to the growing darkness around her.
âYou should know⊠You are in fact the chosen one.â A black silhouette with piercing green eyes stared back at her.
âC-chosen? What are you talking about?â Ashton was beyond baffled at this point..
âYou were chosen to be my next and I must say..â Erikâs huge body finally came into view and Ashton finally realized what she was getting into.
âYou smell rather sweetâŠâ He growled circling her like a vulture. âYou probably taste just as sweet⊠Iâd love to find out wouldnât you?â And with the snap of his fingers, they were in what seemed like a evil lair. Ashton knew she was fucked⊠in more ways than one..
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