When it comes to the feeding methods of vampires. Vamps of the Ghytto are Zoopharmacognosy, Cannibalism, and Omnivore.
There are moments when vampires will eat their own. While Drunks will eat their own regardless of appetite. Some studies say that Drunks are conscious when they do this. A Drunk that commits cannibalism will 'Rot', turning blacker and black to the point they lose body parts. It is a vampire returning to the grave.
Vampires in Locucts may form depressants after not feeding consistently for months. Depressants come from the molars which are located at the back of the teeth. Sometimes they can grow if the main canines are able to grow.
Depressants do form in baby vampires and quickly disappear as their regular feeding teeth grow. It takes about eight months for babies to get their full teeth.
While young the canines aren't pointed and may even tips that resemble hooks or commonly called latches. They eventually straighten after a year.
Young vampires cannot consume blood or bone. The bone marrow must be extracted and blended with a bottle.
In Locucts, the average life span of a baby is six months. Often families cannot claim a body for the child or require special means.
Lelia Peterson, a Canadian vampire gave birth to twins. Unbeknownst to her, she cut her wrist so the children could feed. One of the children was a boy she named Hunter. Hunter bit his own sibling in the middle of the night. Lelia didn't understand why Alba, her daughter, was pale and sick so often.
Surprisingly, Hunter and his twin sister, Alba grew to five years of age. Alba died on her birthday biting her own wrist.
Baby's brains do not develop fully until about 39 weeks. Vampires come from corpses, the Obayifo is a vampire but in spirit seeking a body.
The human body no matter cannot handle a certain level of blood. In the case of Hunter and Alba, their guest was poisoned due to having an ignorant mother.
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I put my books away in my locker. It smells of the dead and even the principal, Vinitharius ordered that I keep it clean.
Honestly, I don't know what to do.
I like chicken hearts. I even eat chicken tail but this baby got me eating shit I would never.
I take all my classes seriously. I talk with my English teacher, she said my power over word is a little lanking. I shout as hard as can, I'm sorry I don't sound like a deep-voiced dike.
I rap sometimes, but… it comes like a whisper. But Mr. Al-Rajhi said I sound like I talk to dead people. I guess I do.
I have a jar of chicken tail soaking in vinegar with onions. On another shelf, I keep my books and the smell is coming from a bag of ham I forgot and it started turning green.
I take it out with the jar of chicken tail. Maybe I can use it for my sub class.
My next class is astronomy. I hate Ms. Simmel. She's the only human teacher at this school. I swear she's fucking the principal, she always shows up with bites.
In class, I share it with eighteen people and goddamn Devontae. As the class fills, Ms. Simmel closes the door. "Ok." she breathes. "We have class." She looks at the room and slowly returns to her desk.
"Is anyway looking forward to the full moon?" she puts her hands behind her back. "Not really," says Davotae's stupid ass. Of course she wouldn't be. Her family worships snakes and that's frowned upon.
She's such a stereotype.
She turns her head just a tad and squints. She must hear my ever thought.
Stupid fucking bitch.
"Well, today we'll be talking about the moon." says Ms. Simmel. "The moon is important to witchcraft. The traditional source of moon water. Can anyone tell me the benefits of moon water?"
A girl in the middle with twigs in her blonde hair. "It is a planet."
"That's right," Ms. Simmel responds. "But not enough."
Another girl with brown hair and fangs speaks. "Moon water is healing. It relaxes the body."
"That's good. What about the ritual to make it?"
"You set it under the moon." says someone. "So like the moon reflections in a small bowl and you know it's done when it's cold."
She shakes her head. "No, Ieva…"
"Well that's what's in my notes."
"You never fucking listen…" says somebody.
"I do. I've been practicing all fucking week and I can't make silver moon water."
"What?" Devontae turns to the back of the class. "Silver moon water?"
"Exactly!" the girl throws her hands up. "Nobody knows!"
Ms. Simmel folds her arms, "That's too advance for you. I will tell you silver moon water is a mix to kill wolves."
"Exactly I'm trying to kill my boyfriend and no one wants to help me!"
"Don't you date Yawa?" says Devontae.
"So? I hate him!" she crosses her arms over her chest sulking. "I hate him!"
"Yawa isn't that bad…" I mutter. Oh my god I spoke after Devontae…
"Leneke Darbi, I'll have to call someone on you again…"
"And! When my ass end up dead, who you gon call? Nobody, cause imma be dead like nobody pays attention to me!" she yells. "I am SOMEBODY!"
"Ok…" Devontae turns away.
"I AM SOMEBODY. LIKE DON'T NOBODY WANNA FUCKING HELP ME!" Leneke starts clapping, she presses her back against the chair and cries. "Like I'm finna fucking lose everything and don't nobody care about me!" she wipes her nose.
A boy in the back speaks, "Girl what the fuck?"
"Fuck you!" Leneke twists round to spat. "I hope all y'all go to hell and I got a bomb in my locker! I'll take this whole bitch out!"
"Leneke!" calls Ms. Simmel. "Come see me outside." she points to the door. "Fuck that cause if I'm outside, that's it. And I'll take on every single one of these bitches in this goddamn classroom. Like repeat my fucking word."
"Girl calm down!" insists the boy in the back. "On God's fucking green earth I'm kill every single one of you hoes. Fuck Devontae, Fuck Shiloh, and little talking ass Romeo in the back. Fuck all of you dark bitches and white bitches!"
Ms. Simmel leaves the class in a rush and immediately bolts yelling for the Administrator. "Leneke are you on drugs again!" I say. "No!" she picks up her purse on the side of the desk and goes through it. She waves a pistol at me and fires the gun but all there is, is clicking. "I said I had a gun. I got bullets too. Y'all need to take shit seriously!"
"Bitch, put that shit down!" demands Devontae."Shut the fuck up. You think you somebody!"
"Fuck that!" Devontae's magic starts working, a circle of words below her feet. "Dismiss!" the gun flies out Leneke's hands smacking the front edge of Romeo's desk. The gun goes off and hits Leneke in the back of the thigh.
"FINALLY!" she screeches. "Fucking finally!" Leneke grips the back of her thigh. "Bitch! You been talking about killing yourself for weeks and you can't keep promises!" yells my ex Rutendo Balewa.
Why does he care about her? I sure don't. That's why we broke up. He's always so fucking concern.
"So!" shouts Leneke. "I did it."
Devontae storms her way, and deliverers a hard smack across the cheek, putting her on the floor. "BITCH GET THE FUCK OUT!"
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Yawa hands couldn't stop touching Leneke. Her face bled from her nose and due to a size sixteen foot, her ears were bleeding.
"Target!"
Yawa struck Leneke in the stomach causing her to vomit on the grass behind the school. "Fight back!"
He struck her jaw and she heard it break. "Beg!"
Her body was numb. She couldn't see or hear. "You stupid fucking--" Yawa Gains picked her up by her arm and flung her. He went near her body and unzipped his jeans. "Open!"
Nasty yellow liquid hit her cheek, stinging her open wounds. "Goddamn, you look like the definition of you can't turn a hoe into a housewife."
After the disrespect, Yawa pulled up his pants. "Now I gotta pump yo fucking heart. Find a fucking Voodooist or some shit and put yo ass back together."
She could not move.
"Stop faking dead!" he paced around her. "And you still about to fuck me too! I want a fucking daughter and she better not look like you!"
He picked her leg up and dragged her back inside the school. "I try every goddamn musty ass day to help yo fucking ugly ass but you act like you hurt or something. Don't you like having a house!"
She could not move.