VI · Lethal Midnight Snack

🎧 Ghost in My Guitar by Alana Springsteen ft. Chris Stapleton

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I was dreaming of the bastard next to me, when I woke up in the middle of the night, a hot breath above me, feeling trapped. When I opened my eyes, surprised by how I could see in the dark now, I lost my breath whe I found Dorian above me, caging me, staring down at me, long fangs in display, as he salivated watching ne. Still naked, his cock so hard I could feel it against my belly, making me burn hotter, while he felt icy cold.

"Dorian," I gasped under my breath, overwhelmed.

"Your scent is driving me insane, deathling," he growled.

I swallowed, "What are you… what are you thinking?"

"I want to drink you, I need to drink you," he huffed.

My heart raced, "Drink… me? What?"

"Didn't I tell you I'm partially a vampire?" He grinned beastly.

"You… you said partially panther," I gasped, painfully turned on.

"I'm both, but right now, I need to drink your blood, my fangs are aching like never before, let me drink from you, please, deathling," he came closer, roaming me.

Fuck, I need him too, so be it. "Fuck me first," I breathed, arching my body to him and lacing my legs around his body, pressing my wet panty on his cock. "Make me cum and I'll let you drink from me."

His eyes went fully black, grinning predatorily, he kept his eyes on mine as he pushed my shorts down with one hand, then grabbed his cock and pushed my wet panty aside with it, and in one merciless hard and violent stroke, he impaled me with it, making me cry with pleasure, pressing my body more on his as I arched it, eyes rolling. "Fuck, how are you so tight?"

"I never… had sex… before," I struggled to speak.

"It's your first time?" He growled.

"Mmhm," I cried, close to begging for his kiss.

"I'm taking your virginity?" He asked with a primal grin on.

"Yes," I moaned.

"I can't hold it, deathling," he cursed, thrusting hard, deeper into me, making the bed hit the wall. "Fuck it," he grabbed my chin hard, tilted my head and assaulted my neck with his fangs.

"Dorian," I cried his named, his bite drowning me in ecstasy.

But what was going amazing, became wrong the second he released my neck, taking his cock off me without a word, his body beginning to shake aggressively above me. "Void… dweller…" it was the last words he breathed with a struggle, horror taking over his face, and before I could even try to understand what he meant, he began to bleed by his eyes, nose, ears, cock, and to have an aggressive convulsion above me.

When I thought it couldn't get worse, he began to vomit blood over me, and I nearly vomitted with disgust and horrified confusion. With all my strength, I threw his collapsing big body to his side of the bed, freaking out with how he bathed me in his fucking blood. And he kept bleeding.

As horrible as it may sound, I just watched the dude, frozen, scared. And he kept bleeding non-stop, shaking like a fish out of water. But it got worse as his eyeballs began to swell and his fangs shattered to pieces, then his eyes actually exploded in the pillow, and after a minute, his body came to a stop. He stopped moving, stopped bleeding, stopped… breathing.

"Shit," I cursed, still frozen. "Did I kill him?"

When in looked at Seraphina, now also tainted red, she said:

[To think you would have your first kill so fast, congratulations.]

I gasped, "This is not a good thing, Sera. I'm screwed."

[Not much is known about void dwellers, but there is a theory, one that everyone who has heard of your class, which is the rarest of all without a doubt, know, that says that the blood of void dwellers are so deadly, so lethal, that one drop can easily murder the strongest of the vampires, or anyone who dares to try to drink their blood, making them bleed from all the orifices of their body, until they die of blood loss. Seems like true.]

"Oh, really? It seems?" I mocked sarcastically. "I killed him!"

[I don't think that's bad. He's been lying to you either way.]

[To you and everybody else.]

What? "Lying about what?"

[He isn't a researcher, definitely not one authorized, and he also ain't Dorian Kairos. He doesn't even look like him.]

"What?" I squeaked. "How can you tell that?"

[I'm one of the strongest artifacts ever created, Ria, of course, I can access the basic info of the soul of anyone who's on a lesser level than my owner.]

[You are a level 94, he is a level 78.]

"Damn, that's cool," I clapped my hands, forgetting the dead body.

[I am cool, hah.]

[Either way, I tried to tell you before, but you didn't even check on me. We gotta change that later, you have to start checking on me constantly, because since I was only partially made by an entity, I can't talk to you in a telephatical manner, like Pollux and Cora will.]

Ugh, my fault. "Sorry. I'm not used to this yet, it'll take some time. But how would I know my blood would murder him, damn it? Who is him even? He's so hot, ugh. I mean, was. Sorry buddy."

[Juan Sanchez, a full blooded vampire, a trained assassin.

116 years old, stuck on level 78 for twenty years. He was born and raised in the slums of the Vampire Kingdom.

Having a body count of 464.]

"I take the sorry back," I gasped. "Fuck, I knew he was a murderer. I called it before Tabitha said that he was a researcher like me. This piece of shit murdered four times the number of his age, this is insane. Fuck, I can't believe this serial killer took my virginity, didn't even finish, and died over me, all in my first night here, what a nightmare."

[Clean yourself and prepare to leave, leave the corpse.]

[You have to be cleaned and out of here before the sun rises, Ria. Or you will get in trouble for this. After all, everyone believes he is Dorian, and they will contact the Tower for this. You told them your full name, which will send them after you.]

I gasped horrified with the idea, "But I work for them and this jerk is a copycat of this Dorian something, damn it."

[Ria, you are a void dweller, and they will know, or will be on your trail for this. Because they will bring his to body to the Tower, and they will be after the one who killed him, just to be sure if you are or not a void dweller. Which you are.]

"Fuck!"

[Yeah, fuck.]

[Now, go, Ria, quickly.

Get up, clean yourself, then leave.]

"Goddamn it, Juan Sanchez, see what you caused?" I cursed at the corpse. "This all your fault. Why didn't you control yourself, uh? Had you not attacked me in the middle of the night, I wouldn't have attacked you!" Then I threw the pillow I was using at his head, jumping from the bed, all dripping with his damn blood. "Interracial Murderous Triggers my butt, I wanna see you fake study this interracial murderous trugger, copycat."

Running to the bathroom, I turned the shower on with clothes and all, and began to wash all of his blood and vomit off me, nearly vomiting with the disgust of it all. Using the soap so aggressively on my skin that I was nearly hurting myself with it. After twenty minutes on it, I took my pajamas off, then washed myself for my two minutes fully naked, and only then did I grab the clean towel and dry myself.

"Can you teleport me out of here to another place, Sera?" I asked as I quickly began to get ready to go, folding my wet pajama on the towel and throwintgrowing backpack.

[I am the greatest artifact of space, Hesperia, of course, I can teleport you out of here.]

"Fuck, yes. Where do we go now then?"

[You own me, not the opposite. You pick.]

I rolled my eyes, closing my backpack and leaving the bathroom, putting 🎴180.00 on the table to pay for the towel I'm taking and for how they won't be able to rent the room until it's all cleaned up from what I did. "I mean, sure, but where? What are the best options?"

[Do you mean, where it'll be hard to find you?]

"If possible, yes."

[It ain't autumn in any of the safer places, Ria.]

"Fuck the season, Sera, I Just wanna get out of here."

[Alright, pick the place:]

» Hyacinth Garden

» Victoryan Islands

» Nikko Sands

» Yule Canyons

» Atlantis Underwater Temple

» Aryan Woods

» Deadly Silk Hills

I confess I got really fucking tampted to pick the first one, given my curiosity to know the place that my soul window called my homeland, the real place where I was born if all that I learned about my parents are to be believed and I am really a natural from this dimension and not a human as I firmly believed in all of my 24 years of age. An age I thought to be a lot, but now I see that I'm barely a toddler in this old world at all.

However, I knew that, rationally, the right place for me to pick was the one where I would be the farthest away from the Tower, wherever this damned Nightcrawler Tower really is, which again, I don't know. But I have learned not to doubt my gut and trust it, and my gut is telling me that the safest place for me is… underwater.

I doubt they will find me under the damn ocean, come on.

I'll go to my homeland later, wherever it is, whenever I can.

"I'll go with the Atlantis Underwater Temple, Sera!" I gulped, with all the hope in the world that I'm making the right choice, even though a part of me, the sensible one, is begging me to pick Hyacinth Garden. "But wait, let me secure more money," I said, and quickly I grabbed Juan's back-pack that was laying under the bed, and began to go through his things.

And that turned out to be a wonder idea, since I managed to get my hands on what probably is a spatial pouch, given how it had ten times the sheer amount of money that it should fit on it's physical size. But not only that, as I found two thick books titled 'Martin Mellato's Take in Interracial Murderous Triggers of the Rare Races, by Mai Mellato' and 'Grandmaster Sawyer L. Amanium's Take on the Secret Records of the Dark One, by Kurt LeCalto', together with a thick notebook titled 'CXLVIII by Dorian Kairos'. Plus twelve energy bars, a bottle with a scroll in it, and a seethed fan.

"My, my, I'm such a thief," I giggled, putting it all in my backpack and throwing his under the bad again. "Alright, I'm ready, Sera."

[Close you're eyes, I'll take you there on the count of three.]

But it was too late for any regrets, "Okey dokey!"

[Three… Two… One!]