Monster

“Hey Vic, get up we’re going hunting,” My brother yelled in my ear. I heard the faint sound of him moving around the room and the next second I was blinded with light. I opened my eyes and glared first at my brother and then the overhead light of my bedroom that felt brighter than the fucking sun.
“You fucking prick. I was getting up!” I exclaimed throwing back the covers and sliding out of bed.
Mike rolled his eyes. “Right. I’m a gay stripper. Hurry and get ready, the guys will be here soon,”
“I always knew my baby brother would be a gay stripper. Thanks for coming out to me buddy,” I said with a smile.
He flipped me off and left my room, leaving the door open like the ass he is. I went over and closed it before throwing on a pair of black skinny jeans and a SD t shirt. I ran a brush through my hair and put on beanie. Ta-da, I was ready for a hunt or just about anything else. My wardrobe isn’t to exciting.
“VICTOR LETS GO!” I heard Hime-time call from downstairs. I left my room rolling my eyes, they were all so impatient and probably hungry.
“I’m coming calm your boner,” I said with a sigh. My friends Tony, Jaime, and Kellin were all sitting around the living room waiting with Mike.
“My boner is plenty calm because we aren’t hunting yet,” He said standing. We all went out to my car and piled in. somehow I ended up in the back between Tony and Kels even though this is my car. “Let’s feed tonight!”
We all cheered in response as Jaime drove to a club one town over where Kellin lived, in San Diego. It’s bad to hunt in your own town, draws in suspicion. The valet took our car and Mike went over to ‘persuade’ the bouncer to let us in faster.
“You smell that?” Kellin whispered in my ear. He and I worked very well as a team for this kind of stuff.
I nodded. the air smelled of cheap perfume, cologne, and sweat with a slight undertone of blood. I turned and looked at him with a grin. “Smells like teen spirit,”
He laughed and we followed Mike into the club getting glares from the people waiting in line. Whatever.
Inside the club was dark and loud just like every other one across the world. Kellin and I followed our unspoken plans and went to the bar, leaving the others behind. They had their own methods of catching something.
Kellin nudges me twice, which meant two hot friends. I looked around and found who we was talking about. They both smelled amazing, the blonde and purple hair one was just a bit sweeter though. I’d leave her to Kellin, sometimes they could be just too sweet. I nodded at him and we went over to the side of the bar they were at.
“Can we get you ladies something?” I asked, sitting down next to the less sweet smelling one. She had blue hair with lighter blue streaks. Her eyes were a dull grey but she made it work with skillfully drawn eyeliner. I could hear her blood rushing through her veins from here.
Kellin and the other girl were talking already but mine still hadn’t said anything. She was just staring in a way that didn’t make me very comfortable. It was almost like she was calculating something.
“I’m Vic,” I said holding out my hand. She stayed on guard but still reached out her own hand. I brought it to my mouth and kissed her soft skin lightly.
“Juliet,” She said gently pulling her hand back. “It’s nice to meet you,”
I could tell she wasn’t all that into me so I figured it was time to change her mind, drastically. I ordered a scotch on the rocks and started just using small talk. She still wouldn’t have it, so finally I looked her dead in the eye and turned it on. The beast inside of me stretched and I could sense her thoughts changing. She was head over heels now.
“So, why don’t we go somewhere a little less crowded,” she said, pushing her chest out a bit. I glanced down. She has a nice rack, the smell of blood distracted me from enjoying the view though.
I hated that part of the beast. Sure, it had its perks, but the hunger was always dominant over everything else. I couldn’t even enjoy a nice pair of boobs without wanting to tear into them. It drove me insane some nights, especially when the girl was extremely hot.
“I’ve got a place near here,” I said stroking her hair lightly. She leaned into it a bit and I resisted the urge to laugh. Girls are so cute when they try hard and it’s all actually just a chemical in the brain making them think they’re ‘in love’ or whatever.
I stood and held her wrist, leading her out of the club and away a couple block to Kellin’s place. He had an apartment downtown with a bunch of rooms. We always use it for hunting nights. Once we were down the hall and in ‘my bedroom’ I pressed her up against the wall. She moaned a bit as I sucked on her neck, finding the exact point of her jugular which also happened to be her sweet spot. I bit slightly with my front teeth, her breath hitched. I took a deep breath and let the beast take over.
It was almost like watching a movie, except you have all other senses. You just can’t really control it. I felt my canines get pushed back and the lethal ones take their place. I bit into her neck she gasped but there was a small amount of special poison in the lethal teeth that made it so the victim would enjoy the feedings. Her gasp turned into a sigh of joy as I drank.
Since I’d turned on the beast it tasted like sweet deliciousness, but if I actually thought about what I was doing it tasted like blood. With all the metallic penny taste. So naturally I didn’t think about it and just enjoyed the sweetness. I could feel her life slipping away down my throat.
For a long time when I was younger I would cry. I’d had to take this poor girl’s life just because I was fucking hungry. People romanticize us so much, like dying this way is nice and beautiful, but it wasn’t. It’s disgusting and evil, but it’s life. I’d become numb to the feeling after a long, long time of torment. Now it was just a usual thing. Wake up, hunt, feed, and sleep.
“Please,” she said weakly before becoming completely still. I hated when they pleaded. It had taken even longer for me to stop crying over that. I unlatched myself from the girl and straighten. I felt powerful. Every sense was heightened even more than usual, as long as I let the monster stay in control and stayed in the backseat all night the feeling wouldn’t fade.
I left the girl and came back to the club, Kellin was gone so I just did my thing solo. It took almost no time at all for me to get another girl. A blonde this time, with boobs nearly pushed up to her ears and enough make up to make a clown jealous. She was desperate even without using any power. I brought her back to the room, she’d pushed me up against the door the second I’d closed it.
She was trying very hard to be dominant and sexy but that didn’t get me blood and that’s all I really wanted now. I flipped us around so she was against the door and started on her neck. I was just about to feed when she gasped and not in the good way. Every muscle tensed up in her body and she began to scream. I slapped my hand over her mouth and turned. My last feed, Valentine, was still slumped against the floor. I hadn’t exactly been clean with her so there was blood all over her neck and shoulder.
I looked back at the blonde again. Her eyes were wide and she was struggling against me. I couldn’t do much. So I did what I do best. I swapped my canines and bit in. she relaxed within seconds. I tried to make it quick, which wasn’t hard with the hunger that the monster came with. Within minutes she was gone and I was on an even better high then before.
Last time I’d been sloppy and left the girl out. This time though, I made sure both of them were in the walk in closet before I left.
The rest of the night passed in a blur of girls and blood and sex. After about the third my bloodlust was calmed enough that I could actually enjoy the girls. It was amazing, wonderful, and undeniably evil. I loved every second of it.
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I woke up the next morning covered in dried blood and naked. Thank god I was in Kellin’s apartment or I would have caused an unnecessarily big scene. I looked around the bedroom and cringed. Last night I’d gone way over board.
There was a knock on the door and I heard Tony’s voice on the other side. “Vic, get up. We’ve got some people visiting and we need help cleaning up,”
“Alright, coming,” I grumbled. First I had to clean up this room. I got dressed in some clothes I kept here since mine were caked with red and got started on the room. After some boring as all hell blood scrubbing I left the bedroom and threw the blood stained sheets in a laundry bin in the hall that already contained a lot of blood soaked cloth. I helped with relatively normal cleaning of the rest of the house along with everyone else.
We had to put all the bodies in a special incinerator room thing, but that was about as weird as it got. I won the body count this time and Kellin wasn’t happy about it. He usually won but there were some days when I’d be victorious.
“How the fuck did you get 7 in one night?” he complained, flicking on the switch. The all too familiar sound of burning hummed in the background.
“I don’t know man. I went a bit crazy last night,” I admitted. They all just laughed. Everyone but me had pretty much accepted life as it was; murder or not.
Someone knocked on the front door. We all left the burn room and sat around the living room, trying to look as casual as possible. When Kellin answered the door we dropped the act. It was more of us.
“Hey man. How was the Europe tour?” Kellin asked, bro-hugging the tall skunk haired guy.
He smiled and pulled away. “Same old same old man. Blood, sex, and rock & roll,”
The other 3 members of All Time Low filed into the room. It was nice to see them, they’d been in Europe for months.
“Hey Vic. what’s up?” Alex said, sitting down on the love seat with me.
“Nothing much man. Finally getting that bitch of an album done,” I said putting my phone back in my pocket.
We all chatted for a while, catching up. When Rian asked the big question. “So how about a hunt tonight,”
“Man, you just missed it. We’ll have to drive like hell if we don’t want anyone on our ass,” Jaime said with his signature dimpled smile.
“Dude, we’ve got a tour starting on Friday. What are you talking about?” Mike asked.
He got a look of ‘of yeah, duh’ and everyone laughed.
Life as usual, continuing on and I was so damn bored of it.

Notes

So I know this story is a little different then the other stuff on here, but i got inspired and this was the product. Let me know if I should keep going.