Killers Of The Night
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
986
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 3
I wake up to my cell-phone ringing. I look over at the clock. I have slept for six hours. I look at the windows and the sun has set. I get off the bed and walk over to my coat and get my phone out. "Hello." I say.
"Where the fuck have you been? I have been waiting for your call." Jackal says.
"Sleeping. I am going to start investigating tonight and at the end of the week I will start a major hunt. I will go out tonight to announce the fact that I am here." I say.
"Good keep me posted." He says and hangs up. I put my phone back and go to the other bedroom. I look at some trophies on the wall. The girls name is Veronica. I start searching the room for another diary and find it twenty minutes later. This one is black. I open it to the first entry:
12/18/1997
Tonight I met the coolest group of people in the world. They hang at this club called The Full Moon. They are in to poetry and all that other weird gothic stuff. I also met Moric; he has black hair and clear blue eyes. He hangs with this older looking guy named Valuchek; he has black hair and black eyes. He has an air of power around him. Every one in the group is very pale. Well I have to go it has been a long night.
I close the diary and just sit for a minute. She actually thought these things were cool. I get up and walk back to the other room grab my coat and my duffel bag and go down stairs. I pass the dinning room and Peter is having dinner.
"Are you leaving?" He asks.
"No I am going out to announce that I am here. Which means killing. Don't have anyone wait up just make sure someone is up at dawn to let me in and I do not want to be waken up till noon." I say walking in to the dinning room.
"Are you hungry?" He asks.
"No." I say stopping near him.
"What about your clothes?" He asks.
"What do you mean?" I ask confused because no one has ever asked me that question before.
"Do you want them cleaned? Because I can have some one take your clothes when you come in." He says.
"That would be fine but tell them to wash them separately." I say.
"Why?" He asks.
"Because they are always filled with blood." I say.
"Oh. Well um, I don't know what to say." He says.
"You don't have to say anything." I say and walk out of the dining room and the house. My motorcycle is sitting in the drive ready to go. I get on and take a deep breath. The sweet smells of the garden fill my nose. This is different from the smells that I normally smell before I go out for a hunt. I start the motorcycle and ride off in to the night.
"Where the fuck have you been? I have been waiting for your call." Jackal says.
"Sleeping. I am going to start investigating tonight and at the end of the week I will start a major hunt. I will go out tonight to announce the fact that I am here." I say.
"Good keep me posted." He says and hangs up. I put my phone back and go to the other bedroom. I look at some trophies on the wall. The girls name is Veronica. I start searching the room for another diary and find it twenty minutes later. This one is black. I open it to the first entry:
12/18/1997
Tonight I met the coolest group of people in the world. They hang at this club called The Full Moon. They are in to poetry and all that other weird gothic stuff. I also met Moric; he has black hair and clear blue eyes. He hangs with this older looking guy named Valuchek; he has black hair and black eyes. He has an air of power around him. Every one in the group is very pale. Well I have to go it has been a long night.
I close the diary and just sit for a minute. She actually thought these things were cool. I get up and walk back to the other room grab my coat and my duffel bag and go down stairs. I pass the dinning room and Peter is having dinner.
"Are you leaving?" He asks.
"No I am going out to announce that I am here. Which means killing. Don't have anyone wait up just make sure someone is up at dawn to let me in and I do not want to be waken up till noon." I say walking in to the dinning room.
"Are you hungry?" He asks.
"No." I say stopping near him.
"What about your clothes?" He asks.
"What do you mean?" I ask confused because no one has ever asked me that question before.
"Do you want them cleaned? Because I can have some one take your clothes when you come in." He says.
"That would be fine but tell them to wash them separately." I say.
"Why?" He asks.
"Because they are always filled with blood." I say.
"Oh. Well um, I don't know what to say." He says.
"You don't have to say anything." I say and walk out of the dining room and the house. My motorcycle is sitting in the drive ready to go. I get on and take a deep breath. The sweet smells of the garden fill my nose. This is different from the smells that I normally smell before I go out for a hunt. I start the motorcycle and ride off in to the night.