They approached were the body lay. Don pondered why she had said the vamp was getting smarter as it was obvious something was buried there by the mound of fresh dirt. The rogue hadn't even tried to cover it with leaves. Then from the back of his mind, the thought of bears. They'd catch the sent and come looking soon. He wondered what his new found abilities would do against a bear. It would definitely be a tad more difficult that over-powering a human.
At that thought he naturally began surveying the area. That's when he noticed where he was. He'd been here hunting before when he was human. And he remembered the shack just over the hill that he and his father had sought shelter in. He told Serena, and they headed for it.
The stench of death grew stronger with every step. When the shack was in sight they waited and watched a moment, looking for signs of movement. Nothing stirred, they couldn't hear anything either. Serena started forward and Don grabbed her shoulder, "Wait here." he said and started forward.
"Pss," she sneered as she jerked her shoulder away, "Please." And she stepped ahead of him.
"So much for chivalry." he said as he walked forward behind her. They entered the shack cautiously.
"She's not here." Serena said as she continued in with him at her heels ready to defend her. "This is what happens when you turn one and don't mentor them." There on the floor was a fresh kill. A woman lay there, her cloths torn and her body contorted from bones that this monster had broken. Her throat torn open and blood splattered everywhere. Even on the ceiling. Don kneeled down to examine her, out of reflex to see if there was any sign of life.
"You can tell she's never been shown how to feed." Serena said. "So much waste, all that blood scattered rather than drank. She didn't even get the full feed from it."
Her coldness pissed Don off. He stood up ready to tell her how much of cruel bitch he thought she was, throwing the table that sat beside him as he stood. There had been a tattered table cloth concealing what was under the table. He saw Serena's eyes widen at the sight he had revealed. He looked and nearly gagged at the sight of a newborn human. The baby's chest had been ripped open in the same manner that it's mother's throat had been.
His being pissed grew into rage. And it was at that moment the crazed rogue crept into the doorway of the shack. Her eyes ablaze with madness, and her features still in the true form of a vampire, distorted and twisted. She'd had no mentor to teach her how to hold human form. Blood and saliva dripping from her mouth, made even more grotesque looking by the subtle light from the moon that glistened from it.
Don's form changed to match her's as he could not control his anger and contempt. Not just for this poor soul who, like him, had been stuck in a nightmare that she had never asked for. Rather for the entire evil breed of vampry that walked the Earth and spread such horror.
She leaped toward Serena, and Don leaped toward this new monster. Defending Serena had not even crossed his mind. He was insane with anger and would likely attack her as well as this beast should she get in his way.
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