To the park
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"That motherfucker stabbed me. Look at this. He ruined my shirt." | "That motherfucker stabbed me. Look at this. He ruined my shirt." | ||
| - | A knife, almost the size of a machete is sticking out of her chest. You grab the handle and pull it | + | A knife, almost the size of a machete is sticking out of her chest. You grab the handle and pull it out. |
"Join the others; there might still be something left" | "Join the others; there might still be something left" | ||
Revision as of 19:26, 4 May 2013
The air is electrified. A summer storm might be on its way. You'll have to train them in the ways of stealth and swift killing.
For now you're all going to feed. You lead them to the other side of the park where the street whores earn their share. You've been willing to clean this for a while to make the park safer at night and bring a better kind of prey back in your favorite hunting ground. Now that time has come. Anna and Charlotte take care of the two pimps hiding in the tree line. Surveillance is out.
Seven trucks are stationed on the street. Two girls are waiting outside for potential clients. You send Adam to distract one of them while Lily and you attack the last one. She doesn't put much of a fight falling silently to your dark embrace. Her blood is tasteless mixed with cheap drugs. You leave her to Lily who logically is a lot less picky on her victim's taste. The noise attracts the attention of the whore speaking with Adam. As she turns her back on him, he grabs her by the elbow and bites most of her neck off, bathing himself in her blood. He spits the chunk of flesh in his mouth and feed on the rag doll-like corpse.
Anna comes out of the woods. You signal her one of the trucks. Charlotte is nowhere to be seen. Giving instructions to the other two vampires you go find her. She's a few feet away from the road cursing.
"That motherfucker stabbed me. Look at this. He ruined my shirt."
A knife, almost the size of a machete is sticking out of her chest. You grab the handle and pull it out.
"Join the others; there might still be something left"
She grins and disappears in the night.
You are proud of your pack. Not even an hour into this new life and they have managed to deal with a pretty tough crew.
You pick a cigarette pack on the corpse of one of the slain pimps and light one while the newly formed pack cleans the trucks.
When the Goth kids come back, you congratulate them and send them home.
“Be discreet, come to my place tomorrow at seven thirty we have a long weekend ahead of us.”
You go back to your place to rest because you have big plans for Saturday night.
