I breathed beastly on the right part of her neck
Inhaled the aroma of her mind blowing
Sweet, tasty juice that flew her neck
To her brains.
I admired the flow of blood in her veins
And pierced my claws into her bare skin
Ready to unleash the Vampire blood in me
Tearing her flesh into minced meat
And bathing my sarcastic smile
In the pool of blood
That covered our feet
And spread from of our ankles
To the tip of our toes.
I could feel her heartbeat
Growing and Pounding enormously fast
As her soul screamed in terror
From being separated
From its flesh
As it watched in plain sight
My fist ripping her heart open
My mind feasting on its heart
My teeth grinding for her internal organs
And my throat groaning for desire of her blood
That pooped out from its Heart‘s Arteries
Mixed with her little drip of tears
That rolled down her cheeks
Forming a red juicy cocktail
Placed before me
In a silver–platterd plate.
The terror that her heart felt
The pain that her mind tried to withstand
Made her wish Mercifully
I could lay her to a never ending sleep
Relieving her eyes from the sorrow
Of watching the rest of her life
Turn into an endeless black–dark hole
Full of restless pain and agony.
Alive and still breathing
I broke her jaw
Twisted her neck
Snatched her petty bones out of her flesh
With my two, sharp, tip–pointed Canines
And pulled her remains back to my den.
The Dawn Of the Beast had awakened
And all the mythical stories, narrated by your grand moms, had come to pass.
This Beast knew No Man, No Woman, No Child
It knew no Big nor Small creature
To him, all tasted like a Blood.
Anyone who came a feet close to it
Or its own reproduction layer
Never lived to see the dawn of the day
And no living thing
Could cut short its existence
Except the flaming sword of Charmelot.
” This was just the beginning”