Last week, that guy with the pocket watch, freaked me out. This week, something else happened.
I have to back up a bit and explain. When we don't want to be seen, we can shield ourselves from you. It looks like shadows come and cover us. If we are standing in a shadow, you won't see us at all.
Thats what we were doing. I had my prey in sight. This skinny pan handler that was always hanging around a bookstore downtown. This night, she was getting pushy. She would block people from leaving the store. The store personnel would come and chase her away. She would come back. Her shroud was so dark, that it was like she was in the shadows as well.
What's a shroud? Have you ever seen the photos taken of people's auras? That is what it looks like. Everyone has one. They can vary in color from bright pink to dark black. The darker, the better. A person with a black shroud wants to die. They might not be suicidal. There is a difference between suicidal and wanting to die.
A person that wants to die, invites death into their life. They might be living a lifestyle that will kill them. They might do things that are dangerous, so they take the risk of dying. Of course, some suicidal persons, really want to die.
So I am watching this pan handler. She is in a black shroud. I am in my shadow. I am waiting for the right time to strike. And then it happened.
This thing came out of the alley. It rushed by me. If felt the wind as it went past. It stood next to the pan handler. I would have not seen it, except my fangs grew. She walked away from the door. That shadow thing followed her.
I was curious. There goes my meal! I followed.
Have you ever seen animations on how some micro organisms eat their food. They surround the prey and absorb it. That is what this thing did. The black fog swirled around her. Then it dissipated like the wind blew it away. She was gone.
HER WHOLE BODY WAS GONE!
I am not kidding. Only her clothes remained. I didn't even smell blood. I had to get out of there. I was freaked out, not since I walked in on Vincent, have I been so freaked out.
Steopa found me. I told him what happened. He put his arm around me, and we hurried out of there.
Watch yourselves out there.
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT THING?
Showing posts with label hunting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hunting. Show all posts
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
How We Hunt
If you think we pick our prey out at random, you are wrong. Some humans think that vampires pick only criminals to feed off of, some think only certain types of women or men. That is all rubbish.
Steopa says were are predators. And like predators, we weed out the sick and weak. But we don't have to chase anyone across the veld to figure out who would be a good meal for the night.
The main thing to keep in mind is that we Do Not Need to Kill. We need a little blood. If we are in a situation were we will need a lot of blood, then we might kill. It's not a necessary step for feeding. But mistakes can be made. So when we hunt we look for the shroud.
The shroud is an aura that covers all humans. When a vampire looks at you, they see this slight color that surrounds your body. We look for the dark colors. If the shroud is black, that person wants to die. A person with a dark shroud is less likely to fight back and less likely to talk about their experience.
Some shrouds are pretty. Young children can be surrounded in rainbows. The saddest thing to see is a child with a black shroud. Steopa and me don't touch children. We both agree that there is no need to attack a child.
So if we find someone with the right color shroud. We will follow them until they are alone. Then feed off them quickly. The entire feeding takes a couple of minutes. When we are done, the person is usually in shock. Steopa and me take their money. When the shock wears off they convince themselves that they were mugged.
It actually as routine as eating. We don't think about it too much.
Do you think you would ever be chosen to for a meal?
Steopa says were are predators. And like predators, we weed out the sick and weak. But we don't have to chase anyone across the veld to figure out who would be a good meal for the night.
The main thing to keep in mind is that we Do Not Need to Kill. We need a little blood. If we are in a situation were we will need a lot of blood, then we might kill. It's not a necessary step for feeding. But mistakes can be made. So when we hunt we look for the shroud.
The shroud is an aura that covers all humans. When a vampire looks at you, they see this slight color that surrounds your body. We look for the dark colors. If the shroud is black, that person wants to die. A person with a dark shroud is less likely to fight back and less likely to talk about their experience.
Some shrouds are pretty. Young children can be surrounded in rainbows. The saddest thing to see is a child with a black shroud. Steopa and me don't touch children. We both agree that there is no need to attack a child.
So if we find someone with the right color shroud. We will follow them until they are alone. Then feed off them quickly. The entire feeding takes a couple of minutes. When we are done, the person is usually in shock. Steopa and me take their money. When the shock wears off they convince themselves that they were mugged.
It actually as routine as eating. We don't think about it too much.
Do you think you would ever be chosen to for a meal?
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Mundane Parts of a Vampire Life
There are times when a vampire's life is boring.
Don't believe me? We don't have to feed every night. We don't always fight. There are long stretches of nothing. So what do we do. Same thing you do.
There is housework. I can hear you laughing. But there is. Dust is horrible. Especially where Steopa and I live. Once a week we are dusting and scraping the wax off the tables. Although less wax now that I have run the electric to our place. And we can use a vacuum. Now you can laugh. Watching Steopa vacuum is worth a giggle.
We have to go to the laundry mats. Clothes get dirty. The movies and some of the books make it seem like we only wear one outfit, but that's not true. Steopa has two wardrobes full of clothes. I am getting a collection too. In fact I care more about how I look now, than when I was alive.
How do we pay for the laundry? We take the cash off our victims. I know that sounds horrible. But the main reason is, to make it look like a mugging. We don't have to kill. We can. But most of the time, we drink, knock the person out, and take their money. I sometimes take jewelry. Steopa thinks it's a stupid idea. But there are pawn shops that never ask where you get anything.
As you can see, I am on the computer. So that is something else I have to pay for. Thank goodness for prepaid credit cards and cell phones.
One thing I had to get use to was what happens when we sleep. Which is another reason we have to use the laundry mats. We don't go to the bathroom. And some of us (Steopa) like to drink and eat some human foods. We still have to get rid of the waste. It comes off in a powder that covers the skin. When we wake up, the dust gets all over the bedding. It's not really gross. But, once a week, we have to wash our bedding.
I have also learned to mend my clothes. Bullets hurt and they leave nasty holes in shirts.
So if there is no housework, or we aren't hunting. What do we do? Visit Teodor, go to late shows at theaters, hang out at the Rathskeller. But in the late night, early morning. There is nothing to do. That is when we go home. And currently, Steopa is teaching me Russian, which is an up hill battle.
What other mundane things do you think we have to do?
Don't believe me? We don't have to feed every night. We don't always fight. There are long stretches of nothing. So what do we do. Same thing you do.
There is housework. I can hear you laughing. But there is. Dust is horrible. Especially where Steopa and I live. Once a week we are dusting and scraping the wax off the tables. Although less wax now that I have run the electric to our place. And we can use a vacuum. Now you can laugh. Watching Steopa vacuum is worth a giggle.
We have to go to the laundry mats. Clothes get dirty. The movies and some of the books make it seem like we only wear one outfit, but that's not true. Steopa has two wardrobes full of clothes. I am getting a collection too. In fact I care more about how I look now, than when I was alive.
How do we pay for the laundry? We take the cash off our victims. I know that sounds horrible. But the main reason is, to make it look like a mugging. We don't have to kill. We can. But most of the time, we drink, knock the person out, and take their money. I sometimes take jewelry. Steopa thinks it's a stupid idea. But there are pawn shops that never ask where you get anything.
As you can see, I am on the computer. So that is something else I have to pay for. Thank goodness for prepaid credit cards and cell phones.
One thing I had to get use to was what happens when we sleep. Which is another reason we have to use the laundry mats. We don't go to the bathroom. And some of us (Steopa) like to drink and eat some human foods. We still have to get rid of the waste. It comes off in a powder that covers the skin. When we wake up, the dust gets all over the bedding. It's not really gross. But, once a week, we have to wash our bedding.
I have also learned to mend my clothes. Bullets hurt and they leave nasty holes in shirts.
So if there is no housework, or we aren't hunting. What do we do? Visit Teodor, go to late shows at theaters, hang out at the Rathskeller. But in the late night, early morning. There is nothing to do. That is when we go home. And currently, Steopa is teaching me Russian, which is an up hill battle.
What other mundane things do you think we have to do?
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