The Bloody Mistake

The sun had just begun to rise welcome the first day of winter when two people ran out of the forest and into a large grassy field lightly coated in snow. The first person was a seemingly ordinary civilian girl who was wearing ordinary civilian clothes. She was out of breath and clearly scared for her life. The look on her face was like that of a prey who knew her days were almost end numbered. She kept on looking and praying to any god who would listen how she would do anything to make the person tailing her give up. The gods obviously didn't listen because a minute later the person who was chasing her, a vampire by the name of Cora, ran out the forest as well.

Cora could have easily caught up to and caught her soon-to-be-breakfast any time she wanted. The person she was chasing was fast, but her speed was nothing compared to her own. The only reason why her prey was still alive is because she wanted to get more blood flowing in the girl's veins. She has had a very busy weak and this would be her first meal in along time where she would be able to enjoy in peace and that is why she wanted to drink as much blood as possible. ”I guess I should wrap this up. It is pretty cruel to give her false hope for this long even if she deserves it," Cora said to herself.

In that moment Cora vanished and moments later reappeared in front of girl as if she had teleported. The girl stopped running and attempted to run in the opposite direction, but when Cora yelled "Stop." the civilian girl froze in place. Unable to move a muscle because of the hypnotic state Cora's mesmerizing presence just put her under. The civilian felt a sharp pain in her neck when Cora bit into her then felt some drops of blood trickling down her neck.

The taste of the girl’s blood was horrible and it made Cora’s face contort in disgust. On any other day Cora would have left then and there and let the vampire venom that was pouring into the girl’s bloodstream slowly and painfully kill her. She was tempted to to do just that at first, but she was so hungry that that she decided to tolerate it. Cora soon began to imagined that the her prey was a women in her twenties instead of their thirties. It helped improve the taste, but not by much.

Cora certainly took her time and feasted on her blood for 15 minutes. When the venom began to take effect and cause her prey to scream out in agony she ignored it and just let her continue screaming. At the fifteen minute mark her prey died from blood lost and her body fell lifeless to the ground. “Well, that was more effort than it was worth. If I had known you were going to taste like that I wouldn’t have gone through all the trouble to lure you out of Oak Town and chase you all night to get you here,” Cora said more to herself than to the corpse. She shrugged indifferently and began to walk away while growing more powerful by the second because of the the meal. Not even nothing to deal with the body.