*My shit kickers echoed off the walls as I ran down the alley after the lesser. He was new but he still smelled of the acidy fresh baby powder. He turned to the right and he tried to shimmy over the gate to put more distance between us. I grab his foot and pulled him off the chain link gate. I step down feeling his bone twist and snap under my weight. I take out my dagger, and plunge the dagger part deep into his chest. With bright flash of light the lesser vanishes. Wiping the dagger clean of the black blood on my leathers. I fasten the dagger back up and dematerialize back to the compound. To my room.
I am standing once again in my room, my hands shake just a bit. I have felt this ache before the ache that I need to feed and I need to feed soon. I can’t wait too much longer. I will let the directrix know that I need a chosen.
I focus on breathing in and out until the shakes are calm. I head to the closet pulling out my daggers placing them on the velvet fabric. From the back of my waist band, I pull out my Glock 9MM. I unload the clip and bullet from the chamber and place it in the lock drawer in my dresser. I pull off my shirt, throwing close to the dirty clothes hamper. Next to be lost is my shitkickers then my leathers. I emerge naked,heading straight for the bathroom. I need to shower.
Under the hot water, I close my eyes my head falling back on the tile of the shower. I stand there in lost in the sensation of the water. Standing there until the water starts running cold. I turn off the water and get out to towel off. I don’t know how I got to the bed but, I was climbing into the california king. I laid there on my back staring at the ceiling, I know I should go to last meal but something or someone is on my mind. I can’t go there.* #Intro #IS #BDB