Vampire King’s Little Killer

Patience:

The ability to wait, or to continue doing something despite difficulties, or to suffer without complaining or becoming annoyed.

Nero

It has been two days and I still couldn’t find her, maybe she went out of town for one of her jobs, I thought easily. I should be patient. Her apartment was still there, her stuff was there, and her motorcycle was still in her parking spot. I know she was taking the car, yeah, she might be doing an out-of-town job. I should stop looking for her, she will be back eventually.

So I did, and I relaxed back in my chair though my mind kept on going back to her. She was gone, my little killer was gone, I groaned from annoyance as the feeling gravitated too much for my liking.

“Okay, you look like you’re about to rip someone’s head off. Would you like to go to the mountainside with me, father?” Vesper showed his cheeky attitude that I was most certainly not in the mood for. “I’ll take you hunting and chase some human jogger around their lush forest? Get out of this polluted city air?”

“If you’re going there just to head butts with one of the dogs, I do not want to take part in any of it.”

“Sire, I would never,” he deadpanned but I know he likes to rile up some issues with the damn werewolves. I personally don’t like going into the forest, I like my city life very well. It’s where the meals were most abundant, where the humans’ secret society thrived to pay us to feed on them.

So no, I don’t like bumping into hunters and werewolves in the mountains. Those werewolves prefer the mountainous region where they have more lands to roam like the dogs that they are, while vampires like the bustling city life with meals on every corner of the street. The humans even package them in blood bags decades ago and before that, it was glass containers, all to keep us from killing too many of them.

“It’ll be your first time visiting my house there?”

“Why did you acquire one so far away from the city anyway? I love you son, but you really need to find a better area for your den.” I didn’t like the notion of him playing with the wolves, and though I have guards watching each of my children, still I’d like to avoid the unnecessary bloodbath.

“Father you know I’m safe, your guards made sure of that and I know they reported back to you.”

“Of course they do, no one will threaten my bloodline.” I sighed and walked away from the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the dark skyline.

“So, a little trip? Come on, when was the last time we hunt together?”

He was right, it had been too long and I really do need to get my mind off my little killer. Patience. She will be back in no time, and when the time came I will ravish her just like the true predator that I am.

“Get Aldrich to bring the car, I will not waste my energy to get there.”

The twinkle in his eyes made me chuckle, hunting with Vesper always leads to a good run and a satisfying feast. And the young-looking vampire was gone before I could change my mind. Being two hundred and fifty years old didn’t change the fact that he was turned when he was still in his twenties. Vesper looked young, he was youthfully handsome and it masked the deep cruelty lurking deep inside of him. Hmm… maybe I do have a fascination with killers, and with my little killer being away… shit, I really need to get my mind off of her.

We were on our way within moments, Vesper and his two guards then Aldrich and myself, my other children were occupying their territory. They don’t visit often, not unless I summoned them or they have matters to settle, asking for my advice.

It was only Vesper who was still reluctant to part with me. I haven’t given him a territory to settle, in agreement that he needs to sire children to strengthen my bloodline. Maybe it was the parental longing that he thought he’d lose, once he sired children. It was ridiculous, but if I have to pick a favorite, Vesper might be one. Maybe because he’s the cruelest, or the younger-looking one, but mostly he was the brattiest of all my children and I know I have to keep him out of trouble. And Vesper acquiring a place in the wolves’ territory was another one of his cries for attention.

The air was colder, the night was full of stars. It was beautiful as any other mountainside, but nothing beats city life.

We reached his place and I have to say that I was impressed. “This is very nice son, you did well in picking the house.” Well, it was more of a mansion than a house. The long driveway proved it and the architecture was beautiful. It did take me back to a couple of hundred years ago, back to the mansion we used to stay in Italy, just an hour’s drive away from Rome city limits.

“Thank you, so now, let’s check out the outside?” He grinned and open the french doors to the expansive backyard.

Even Aldrich looked impressed and he had seen most of my other children’s den. He knew for sure that Vesper had the best taste of them all, but he stayed quiet just like any guard should.

The house had a forest backyard where we walk while Vesper’s guards stayed behind. Aldrich was all we need, not wanting to draw any attention. We took a path where humans had walked before. “A hiking trail,” Vesper explained the obvious.

“This is a small community and when people goes missing, they will ask questions.” He knew where I was heading with my words.

“Tourists,” he shrugged, telling me they’re easily spotted. “Just blame it on the bears and mountain lions. They even have cautionary signs along the trail. But you know, I mostly hunt in the big city, your rules and all. I have blood bags delivered to the house.” He said with a bit of annoyance and I pat his back showing him my approval.

A faint sound of heavy breathing caught my ears, Vesper grinned telling me in silence that he heard it too. We look at each other before following the sound of the steady heartbeat of a person who seemed to be running. It was too dark for a jog, but humans do things to their liking and sometimes it gave us the advantage.

“No way,” the words slipped out of my mouth when I saw her and Vesper was quick to give me a questioning look, which I ignored. My eyes were fixated on her, Tessa was wearing tight running spandex and a windbreaker jacket covering herself from the cold, her running shoes hit the ground in a perfect rhythm until she stopped and I put my hand on Vesper’s chest telling him not to move. Aldrich stopped behind me without saying a word.

My little killer looked around as if she was able to hear us, which was impossible for a human and I could see Vesper smirking deviously. Her sudden move was graceful and we all saw it clearly as she reaches for her knife and throw it into the bushes.

We all heard it, the little rabbit tumbled and struggled with its breath when her knife hit the little animal right on the jugular.

“Okay, you can come out now,” she called out to the air while walking to the dense bushes to retrieve her dead rabbit.

“Oh, she’s good.” Vesper grinned and I groaned using my vampire speed walk straight to her knowing that Vesper and Aldrich were close behind me.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“How did you find me?” She pointed the bloody knife at me while carrying the dead rabbit by its ears. My little killer’s heavy breathing from her night run had slowed down. Her heartbeat was steady, instead of beating faster. Clearly, meeting men in the dark forest was not scary for her, though I did see more knives strapped on her thighs and another one on her calf.

“I didn’t,” I stepped closer while she stayed still, totally not feeling threatened in any way.

“Right, I thought I have three months.” She arched her perfect brow in irritation. Three months, what…? What the fuck do I need three months for?

“What?”

“The note, wait you didn’t? Oh fuck, this is so messed up. Why are you here, and who are they?” She pointed the bloody knife at Vesper and then at Aldrich.

“Father?”

“Father? Woah, is this some kind of sick joke? Fetish role play kind of thing? Is he your daddy?” She smirked winking at me, I scowled when Vesper laughed like a true brat while Aldrich stayed still though I did see the end of his eye twitched.

Out of all of my children, it has to be him.