The Bigger Predator

As Claude stood up, lightly cleaning the corner of his mouth which contained a droplet of blood.

"Quite the mess around here, isn't it? I mean, the guy in the other room had quite the surprise for you. A mix of tetraoxide and chloroform ready for you, an explosion big enough to kill a Vampire for sure." A sudden voice rang in the room, even more bone-chilling than Claude's, the proclaimed predator.

"WHO?" Claude sprung around with instincts full of alertness. His body lowered to a fighting position, ready to pounce at the man who showed up from thin air and could conceal himself from the senses of a vampire.

The said man was wearing a black overcoat with red intern coating, a black tank top, and black jeans. His looks even better than Claude's, with red pupils and pitch-black medium hair, a face that could be considered that of a devil or a god.

He walked around, looking at the bodies scattered around the floor. Claude placed his eyes on the man's body, watching for every move, searching for any openings, and still contemplating on his ability to extinguish himself in Claude's senses. Even though he could be seen, but he couldn't be felt.

"Still wondering why you can't feel me? Do you also feel the dizziness?" The man in black overcoat spoke, the same chilling voice. At this moment, Claude's eyes widened in shock as the man's aura was revealed, and to his great surprise, a familiar scent was expelled out of his body, even though it was funnily different than what he was used to.

A Vampire's scent.

Though it was so dense, that could be said it was different from a Vampire. Claude couldn't tell.

Yet again, Claude was shocked when he realized his body was weak and suddenly slammed to the ground, which was the result of pressure never felt before by himself. He felt the air vanish around him, there was just this immense pressure against him.

The only standing creature in the room walked past Claude, precisely to his back, and crouched down to get closer to him. He took a great sniff and spoke.

"Hmmmm.. 75, just 25 years away from the first age." The devil that possessed a predator's aura even crueler than Claude, spoke in slight pleasure.

Claude knew what he meant by that, just not what was the purpose of mentioning it.

The first age.

It means the first 100 years of a Vampire, which implicates the first ability of one. Every 100 years of age, a Vampire gains an ability, thus by having 75 years already, Claude was just 25 away from having his first.

"What do you want?" Claude let out with great effort. He barely spoke when the Devil pressed Claude's head on the ground, looking in his eyes.

"Quiet, little bloody. You will pay for your mistakes, soon enough." He said as he got his hand off Claude's head, raised it above his own waist, and pierced down right in his victim's spine.

His hand started to pulse as he felt himself temporarily stronger. Claude's body started to wither and he couldn't even blink anymore.

The devil got up and walked to the other room.

His footsteps unhurried as he opened the door to the room where 'the boss' was at. He looked around and thought something. A grin appeared on his face.

He left the boss, which could be seen with leaking blood eyes, his body weak plastered on the ground, and walked to the girls that were thrown to the floor when Claude first arrived.

One of the goons that were previously passed out, had just awaken.

"Sorry, no room for you." The devil that was passing by him said as he raised his hand and let, what looked like a needle, drop to the goon's head. The guy laying on the floor started to radiate light, his body disintegrating and forming a shining metal capsule that floated to the vampire's hand, still walking in the direction of the girls.

He caught a gun laying on the floor as he used a big amount of strength to bend it into a 'U' shape, though it was truly effortless. Then raising one of the girls and pinning her handcuffs to the wall, doing the same with the other girls. He repeated the same process of dropping a needle in the head of the goons still alive. He then used one hand to effortlessly drag the dead bodies around and make one huge pile in the middle of the room. With a simple snap, a black spark flickered in his fingers as the red gem in his right-hand ring flashed with a red light, the spark falling in the pile and consuming the bodies without leaving a trace.

Now he only had the girls pinned to the wall, Claude's body laying on the same spot he left him, and the boss still inside the other room. To finalize his cleaning, he dragged Claude to the same room as the boss and returned to the room where the girls were.

He walked in front of Alice, the pretty one. He looked at her, his eyes shining with a dim red light. Snaping his fingers in front of her, she suddenly started to regain consciousness. Looking around in desperation as a new person was in front of her. She realized the girls were pinned to the wall as well, instinctively trying to pull her hands off the pin to escape. Realizing it was impossible, she finally paid attention to the man in front of her.

He was too handsome, and for a moment she froze her gaze on him. She didn't feel his aura, as a human woman, she wouldn't be able to. But seeing his blue iris and the small red light shining in his pupils, she thought something was wrong.

Alice looked at his lips and a slight attraction rose inside her. She could see his lips moving, but the whole world seemed to have gone silent, as she could only look at his lips. At this moment there was no worry concerning her and her friends being kidnapped.

Outside of her trance, the Devil could be heard muttering something, the words that she couldn't listen to.

"Haha.. It always pleasures me when they get in this trance. Perhaps it truly is part of my nature to feel this kind of lustful enjoyment when looking at their eyes." His voice now adopting a seductive tone.

Right below Alice's chest, something else could be observed.

The Devil currently pleasuring himself in the woman's look, had his hand just in the middle of her ribs. His hand going deep inside her body, the hole provoked by him penetrating her body now oozed blood. She was still alive and oblivious to his 'touch' while looking at his lips.

And surprisingly, she suddenly exited that trance. His lips no more in her sight as the Devil cocked his head back while looking at the ceiling, taking the image source of seduction state that she was in. She heard him let out a pleasure-filled breath, which she mistakenly thought was tiredness.

When he turned his gaze back to her, his eyes shined a bright yellow this time. She didn't see his eyes, but his hand being retracted from her chest area. She looked down and didn't see anything besides her torn blouse which was exposing her bra to the man in front of her. Thinking he was the one to unbutton it, she was feeling excited and slightly embarrassed.

Alice glanced at the man, and for the countless time, there was a shocked expression inside the room. The man she thought was the most beautiful creature she had ever seen, was chewing a human heart in front of her. His eyes normal, like the different lights seen moments ago, never existed.

Terrified, she looked at her chest again. And the terror intensified. Her chest was open, the blood oozing from the hole. Her first glance had actually been an illusion. He truly was eating her heart in front of her.

"What.. are you?" Alice said, her breath falling short, her body shutting down.