"Mister, there's nothing I've got to do except die"
With his body pressed against the wooded exterior of the home, Andrei could hardly contain his desire to feed. With his heart pounding in his chest, his curse fully overcame him, as he spun out from the wall and riped the door open to the small home. His mind had gone insane with lust for blood, his thoughts clouded in a red mist. He thought he heard a scream, but all sound was drown out by the sound of his own pulse, pounding in his ear. Seizing his victim, he swiftly sank his fangs deep into her throat, as the sweet syrup like liquid splurged into his throat. He could feel her body being supported by his strong arms as her life was drained out from her. His mind entered a state of bliss, something extending much more then simply fulfilling hunger. He was feeding his soul, long with his stomach, appeasing his curse.
The body fell limp, falling to the floor like a sack of dirt, drained of blood its blood. He felt a renewed energy, his heart's maddening rate slowly, his senses came back to him slowly. He was in a small room, there was a table made of a cheap wood off to one side, with two half eaten meals. The woman, who's corpse was now sitting lifeless on the dirt floor, must have been cleaning up after their meal. There must be a man somewhere else, most likely within the house given the late hour. Laughing to himself, in a deep voice, Andrei decided the best thing to do would simply let the man live. Let him suffer as Andrei has suffered in the past, let him know the pain of having his love taken from him.
With a maniacal laugh, the man slowly walked out of the house and began his return home. The night was a wonderfully bright one, with the moon nearing full. The sound of small animals murmured within his ears, the random howl of a larger animal piercing the calm. The tall man reflected upon his past, as he walked home. He shouldn't be in the position that he was, it was not fair. But this was not something he would pout on, rather he accepted it, and accepted the monster he had become. His desire to love was taken from him, along with a part of his sanity on that fateful day.
After what felt like a short walk in, due to his blood induced euphoria, was in reality almost three hours. He had traveled to a much further town to feed tonight, for fear that he would attract more slayers to his keep if he continued to feed at the village his keep overlooked. Entering his fathers old castle, Andrei made his way toward his chambers. Laying down in his massively over sized bed, with a plush mattress and satin sheets, he let his the Ecstasy his body had been feeling take over his mind, his sanity lost to the blood.
.....Alexa
