The night time stopped

I trudged along the eerily empty street on my way home from work, blowing out a cloud of mist which had escaped my warm lungs into the cold exterior of the outside world. I was dressed in a puffy large coat and the only part of my face you could see from beneath my scarf were my two sapphire eyes which at the current moment had an annoyed glint shining through them. The annoyance largely came from the reason I was walking at all at this point in the night, my ride cancelled and when i say ride I mean my friend who just texted me “Sorry can't pick u up ur girl needs me(devil face emoji)”. Now i'd probably be more mad if this wasn't a thing that happened on a regular basis, a back in forth if you will. It was sick I know but he and I were what you would consider players, well as much player as two 17 years olds could be. Him with his dreadlocks ebony skin and emerald eyes and me with silky hair long enough to form an amatuers man bun, a body that looked fit (a faint sick pack and some defined muscle genetics for the win) and as said previously sapphire eyes.

Just as I was lingering in my thoughts a sound brought me forth from my reverie, heavy breathing. I turned and looked down the dimly lit alley of which in the shadows I saw what I'm assuming is a junkie. Which is not good cause a junkie in a dark alley means crazy time.

“Hey there kid wanna come here for a sec, i need some help” The voice was shaky..hungry

“I'm good man, i need to be places” I responded in my usul snarky manner, which in this case did not work well.

He snared, yes snarled like a goddamn animal and then turned into a blur and suddenly i was weightless. Well weightless until I hit the wall which in turn knocked out my breath winding me. The first thing I noticed upon regaining my bearings and breath was my location, a few feet up on a brick wall but my body was not vertical no it was horizontal and I was being held by my throat and leg by a not so comfortable grip. I attempt to say something along the lines of “what the fuck man” but the moment i tried i noticed a unique and rising pain, one located in my neck where the freak was...biting it. I screamed, weakly. I was losing strength both physically and mentally, i was drifting away. I was so out of it I didn't feel anything when I was dropped onto the ground on which I landed heavily.

With heavy breathing, my own this time I look towards the freak, my assailant. Whose hair was now becoming less and less tangled and shining silver, his clothes which were rags were hunting themselves back together into an immaculate suit and his eyes which were no longer hidden by shadows or his hair shone red. I just got jumped by a vampire.  

“Thank you my boy I was bit peckish, and in the middle of being chased I had no other option than to be rude” His voice no longer shaky nor hungry was now instead it was smooth and warm, much like how I imagine whiskey might sound.

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My thoughts began to drift, presumably due to the blood loss. Looking down at me the man frowned.

“Well i'm not uncivilised as to leave you here to die no no” He sounded like I had injured his pride, he took his thumb and pierced it with what I could now see were overly sized canines and let a few drops of blood into my mouth.

“There we go all better” he tilted his head to the side “ well it seems our meeting is to be cut short alas, toodles” he then blurred and disappeared.

With him gone I cast some attention to myself, the self that currently felt like it was being frozen, uncomfortably so. It started in my face, I linked the feeling with the cause pretty quickly which was his blood. The feeling moved through me settling itself in my body like a mist settling down upon the earth. When the cold was completely throughout my body I heard footsteps heading my way, at the same time the pain started and I screamed. My body was being ripped apart and fixed at the same time I could feel muscles shifting and bones breaking and yet reforming constantly.  My ears were wide open and the footsteps owners revealed themselves.

“Fuck, he fed, Fox, delta keep going, bravo, delta, echo go on perimeter. charlie help me with the kid.

“Copy that” 6 voices sounded out after that.

I was rolled over but I was also shaking and moaning at this point.

“He’s turning Ven” the voice belonging to charlie voiced out.

“I can see that, he needs blood fuck” the voice was angsty and irritated.

“Sir I ca..”

“No your blood is acid dumbass”

“Right ”

At this point the pain was slowly dimming down yet I still felt needles prickling in my skin. I also sensed a hunger more primal than anything I had ever felt before it was like a volcano erupting, bubbling and ready to be released.  

“I'll do it then” the voice belonging to the shot caller, Ven, sounded out.

Despite protests from Charlie a wrist appeared over my face and my hunger devoured my mind. I lunged up and bit into it, ignoring the grunt of discomfort and liquid fire rolled into my mouth. It tasted smoky and warm with a burning that traveled down my throat like a shot of vodka. As the liquid reached my stomach it was processed and I felt my body move into another shift. My bones became tougher, muscles grew, my eyes burned, claws formed and apart from the now apparent elongated fangs new sharper teeth fell into place. I wanted more so I tried to take it, unfortunately that was when my head received a rather large hit which launched me into the realm of the unconscious.

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Looking over ven and the now unconscious boy I grimaced, this would cause paperwork, work that would be forced onto me by the cause of it.

“Ven why, you fed a fledgling draconic blood really” This was a bad idea, my blood may be acid but his was like a god's elixir

“Its alpha in the field and yes, it was his only chance they don't survive long and there's no humans around”

“Fine, he probably won't survive anyways, dragon blood is too rich.”

“Hmph, Bravo any signs of anything?”

“Negative sir” Kelly's voiced sounded out.

We lost the fucking sentinel great. Ven gave the signal to head out and I picked up the boy, no fledgling, slung him over my shoulder miding I did not pierce him with my horns and we headed back to base.