I silently walked along the streets of England, holding on tightly to my Miss Kitty. I may look young in human years but I am 400 years old. I was made, taught, and allowed to live by Lucifer and his wife.
The streets were almost empty, and kind of gray. No one was out and about. Miss Kitty said 'We need to show them mercy.' I nodded my head, my black hair covering my eye's this is my job, I need to show mercy to these people, I don't want them to suffer, I will turn them, I will help them.
An older lady began to approach me "Excuse me where is your mother?" I stared at her, she looked frail, her hair was greying, the crow's feet around her eyes were more pronounced than in a younger woman. She had to at least be 50 to 70.
"I have no idea where she went." My eyes began to tear up, faking sadness at the loss of a mother that isn't here. I gripped Miss kitty harder, burying my face in her patched up fur from where my mother Lilith had patched her up. The woman placed her hand on my shoulder as if to comfort me.
"What's your name young one?" This woman was trying to be kind, but she is dying I can hear it in her heartbeat. Clouds began to cover the sky and rain slowly began to spit, the kind of rain that got you soaked even with such little rain.
"My name is Mercy." The women held her hand out to me, Miss kitty began to chuckle in my head, telling me that this one we would be merciful with. We would not mercy kill her, we would save her, let her be one of us, saving her soul. I grabbed her hand and allowed her to lead me into her home. It was a small home, on the way here I had asked her where we were, and she had said London, one of the biggest cities in the united kingdom. She turned on the heating and went to make me a drink. 'It's time Mercy show her our way.' I stepped into the kitchen where she was making a cup of tea, I pulled gently on her top to get her to pay attention to me.
"What is it sweetie?" She bent down to me, face to face, I dropped Miss kitty to the floor, grabbed onto her face using my strength to turn it, exposing her neck to me. My fangs descended from the pouches that kept them hidden and let them sink into her skin. I felt the rush of her blood as it entered my mouth, the sweet taste of blood. She screamed, it echoed throughout the small home, my poison entering her body in return.
I let go and she dropped to the floor her hand instinctively going to her neck to cover the wound. I approached her a smile on my face, whispering In her ear as she whimpered, the smell of fear covering the room, "Don't worry, you won't die." I put my hand above Miss Kitty and made her move and stepped closer, "I have saved you. We can be together forever." I placed my small hand on her head as her eyes went from brown to a deep red. Mum and Dad will be so proud.