A fountain of blood rose up into the air, as I spat out the throat in my mouth. I paused for a moment and stared at the third member as his eyes were wide open, his blood poured out of his throat like a broken kitchen pipe. He was dying, I knew he was dying, and it was fascinating. I ignored the other two, and crouched besides him, my fingers drawing swirls on the ground with his blood as he faded away in seconds.
"Jerry!" Moses shouted as he grabbed his steel pipe and looked at me with hatred and horror in his eyes. But he did not make a move, smart….but that won't save him.
"Was that his name? Seems simple for a thug, even yours too. What sort of a gangster's name is Moses. It sounds stupid to me, you should change it. Right here and now before you die, you should change it. I don't want my third kill in life to be some bloke called Moses, it would shame me. "
Moses was baffled, hell if I was in the right state of mind I would be baffled too….. it wasn't normal. I don't feel any different, isn't this who I've always been? Why would I think I'm not in the right state of mind. Well who knows, I'm really hungry though. Moses is a little lean, would there be enough blood in him.
I placed a bloody finger in my mouth and almost threw up, I forgot I was in a fucking alleyway. "Y-you're a monster!" Moses said as he took a few steps back in shock. I shrugged as I got up to my full height, I'm feeling taller than usual.
"Well I guess I am aren't I….a monster….. that's what I am now isn't it?.....Wow...everything's really changed." I said to him as I looked up at the night sky…..was it always this colorful and bright, was I always this hungry. Moses got impatient and charged at me, his steel pipe raised high into the air as he attempted to bring it down on my skull.
*Bang!*
A glowing red bullet had crossed the distance and smashed his head into pieces. I had used my [Infusion] card and even used my [Blood] resource to power it. All that was left was a body and neck without a head. He crashed down to the ground as the final member of their trio let out a startled cry, his eyes manic with fear and shock. I slowly turned to him as I smiled.
"And then there was you."
He scrambled backwards attempting to put a little bit of distance between the both of us. But there was nothing behind him but wall, his decision to bring me into an alleyway now working against him. But he was not exactly defenseless as he stretched his hands before me. Before I could so much as blink, a blast of lightning came out of his hands and smashed into my chest, raising me up from the ground and throwing me to the wall on the other side.
My body shook and burnt as he kept up the stream of lightning. I should have seen this coming, but even through it all, somehow even with all of the damage. I didn't feel anything. Or rather I felt it, every last drop of pain, but I didn't care. My body felt the pain but my mind had relegated it as something that meant nothing to me in the moment.
I got up and I could see the shock on his face. This card was a good card, but I doubt he had the Mana necessary to sustain the lightning for long. And just as I had envisioned the lightning flickered out, as he drained all of his Mana. He turned to the right, about to run out of the alleyway, but there wasn't much distance between us anyways.
And even at the F rank, my speed was much faster than his own. My base speed and strength was higher than normal even though I'm only F rank and have not trained any of my stats yet. This was easily explained as I am a Vampyre now, the race had superior physical qualities to humans. So I would be much faster and stronger than any human at the same rank as I am.
I didn't stand on ceremony as I pushed him against the wall and sunk my teeth into his neck. He screeched in pain, then in the next second he seemed to calm down, letting out a contented sigh in the process. I inhaled, and his blood flowed.
There was a flavor to it, tangy, it was filled with drugs and alcohol. Not that I had anything against alcohol but his blood was tainted, impure. This bastard was sick, and there was a great many sickness within his body. The most annoying had to be the Gonorrhea he had.
I'd rather throw this filthy thing away, but beggars can't be choosers. And I'm really hungry, so I carried on. The hunt, and the feeding itself seemed to cause me a sort of freedom as I couldn't help but moan, as I pushed him harder against the wall and he wrapped his hands around my neck weakly as he let out a gasp.
Someone entered the alley at that moment, but we looked like two lovers in the midst of a quick tryst. So he pulled out his junk to piss, ignoring the corpses on the ground as he looked at us one more time, with my meal sending a pleading look his way. He spat on the ground and muttered as he left the Alleyway. "Fucking Faggots!"
It didn't matter to me though, my unknown Meal had fallen limp against me. And I pulled and drank until his body was cold and his heart had stopped and there was not a single drop of blood left in his body. I picked him up and took of his jacket, he had ruined mine with lightning so I took his, then dumped his body to the ground, before picking up the uncommon card that popped up out of his body.
"That was a lousy experience." I said to myself as I turned and left the Alleyway, their bodies and my deeds forgotten as I continued on to my destination without a single lick of remorse in my heart...I really have changed.