Lonely Vampire

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  • Violet walked around in her forest. She considered it to be her territory. No other vampires were here.

  • Violet felt a close presence. She sniffed the air. A human. She thought. In less than a second she was on a branch right above Greg. She wondered if she should kill him or turn him.

  • Violet jumped down lightly next to Greg. She studied his face. Something was keeping her from biting his neck. But she wasnt sure what.

  • Violet made up her mind. She slowly bit him. But she didnt kill him. She drank a little. Then she ran off to let him be turned.

  • Greg woke up from the bite and he felt his neck and he looked at his fingers and his neck was bleeding and all of a sudden he felt like he was grtting stabbed all over and he fell to the ground and groaned in pain

  • Violet heard his groans and ran back to him. She watched him. Flinching at every scream.

  • Violet started stroking his hair. Comforting him. "Its almost over." She said kindly.

  • "Your a vampire now. Take it or leave it." Violet lost all compassion for him at that moment... Or so it seemed.

  • "we live here. We hunt whatever comes to us. Animals dont taste good. But if we're desperate we'll eat em. Or we could go hunt in town."

  • (Greg)

    "Alright. Lets go. If you can keep up" Violet smirked and ran off.