This is my entry for the Halloween contest 2010. Thanks to to Jaz, the guild and Asylum for their continuous work and help and guidance. Enjoy the read, please comment and vote.
What made this Halloween so special to me?
Hmm, how do I start this? I want to tell you how important Halloween is to me. Let me tell you a bit about myself first. I'm a pure born vampire, meaning both my parents were vampires. We can sire other vampires, sadly their lust for blood is a lot greater than that of a pure vampire. Another difference between us is that I can walk in the sun without the searing heat having any effect on me. A sired vampire would crumble and turn to dust in a matter of minutes.
Another difference is that a pure vampire can hide his true nature, becoming undetectable to both sired and pure vampires. Only relatives can detect a pure vampire's presence while being cloaked like this. There aren't many of us left, so most choose to live excluded, far away from others. Me on the other hand, I like people, I like to talk, meet others, have a conversation. I can't live that way, it simply isn't me, I need and crave contact with others.
It wasn't needed, I was rich enough, old money and all that, but I preferred to live like a normal human being. I loved the sun, I loved the changing of the seasons. Seeing the snow disappear after winter, the trees and plants coming back to life. And who doesn't love summer. Especially when you lived near the beach. All those curvaceous beauties parading around, as if they were holding a contest as to who could wear the skimpiest bathing suit or bikini. Tell me again, as a man, you didn't love summer?
But then came the time I loved most. When fall came, the whole country started to get hyped about Halloween. So was I, but for a totally different reason than mankind. As I said before, a sired vampire needed blood often. A pure vampire, like myself, we didn't need much to sustain ourselves. The older we get, the longer we could go without feeding.
After dwelling on this earth for well over three thousand now, I was happy to have a good "meal" once a year. It never occurred to me at first, but each year I took my feeding closer to Halloween. The last few years I just went along and seized the moment. I came to love this day as it was the only day in the year I stopped hiding my true nature, letting out my hair, showing my fangs. Not a soul in sight that was scared of me, it was a perfect night.
However I did pick out my "meal" with extreme care, normally stalking it days in advance, making sure the person that would vanish that night would deserve to die anyways. I usually picked out someone who eluded the law in so many ways that I felt it justified that I chose that person to be my main course for the night. Only this year it turned out to be different. It was the year Halloween really became special, at least to me.
Every so often I had to move, being stuck at the same age made it a necessity to start over. At the start of this year, I had packed my belongings and moved across town. I had found a new job as a lawyer in a well renowned firm. When I went for my interview, I picked up the scent of another vampire, a sired one, but seeing as it was daylight I stored the information for later use. I knew I was safe enough, no one had ever broken my cloaking ability yet.
I got offered a job and slowly I found my place within the ranks. I made sure not to draw attention to myself too quickly, but I made sure the success rate of my completed cases was known. Once summer came along I was called upstairs. I got offered a promotion. Smiling when I left I once again proved that keeping a low profile and doing your job usually paid off in the end. I was now a junior partner, got myself a neat little office and the use of a secretary, though she worked for a few junior partners. Still it meant a lot of silly paperwork wouldn't land on my desk anymore.
September came and passed. At the start of October a buzz started going around at the firm. As it turned out, each year the boss held a Halloween party at his house and each year everyone was invited, from the mail delivery boy in the basement, to the executives residing on the top floor. It was one evening a year that it didn't matter and all came together at his place.
During the second week we all got our invitations. We were allowed to bring a date in case you were single, if not you could bring your partner. In my case I had neither. Even though I loved living amongst the humans like a human, in all these years I never took a lover or a wife. Don't get me wrong, I had my share of women, I loved their curves, their moans on the brink of ecstasy. But I never came across that one woman who could make my heart yield in surrender. Never had I felt the pull of my inner demon wanting his soul mate.
Until that one Halloween party at my boss' house, rather estate you could say. Not feeling much like "dressing up" I went as myself, just changed my clothes for an expensive tailored suit made to frame my tall muscled body. I dropped my fangs and with a shake of my head, my long hair was visible again. I know, I know, I said I'd only tell a bit about myself. I had long hair, I liked it that way, but I kept it concealed for work purposes.
Tonight I went looking as my true self, only I kept hiding my true nature. Glad I did, because the second I set foot on the terrain I could sense a multitude of other vampires, all sired ones. I didn't panic, but I hoped they wouldn't look too closely at me. While passing a few I retracted my fangs, knowing at full length they would just show. I didn't want to give them cause to check me closer as I handed over my personal invitation at the big entrance hall.
I was welcomed and swiftly made my way towards some co-workers. Reassured I was safe enough, I dropped my fangs, completing my "dress up" again. I got complimented on the "realistic" look of my fangs and they were curious where I got the "wig" with such long hair. I could only grin inwardly at their gawking. I looked around the room, a grin on my face seeing all the different costumes. And just as they said, everybody mingled. I actually saw the mail delivery boy talking to one of the executives, who in return was laughing loudly at, what I assumed was, a funny joke the young man had just told him.
As you remember, I said I took my feeding on Halloween, so I hadn't set out to stay long, but just make an appearance and then leave after an hour or three and search for my own meal. But then it happened, my demon awoke. He urged me to turn around. What I saw then almost literally took my breath away.
In the doorway stood the most beautiful young woman I ever laid eyes on. She was tall, almost as tall as me. Slender but curvaceous at all the right spots. Dressed completely in black, the thin fabric hugged her curves and showed lots of cleavage. When she stepped into the room I saw her dress had a split, exposing her leg up to her thigh. Many men in the room enjoyed the view and something inside of me got angry at their ogling. As she turned a little bit I saw that the curls that bounced vividly upon her shoulders which actually went way past her delicious bum.
She had a predatory look in her eyes as she scanned the room. Then her eyes found mine and I was lost. Totally and utterly lost. Mesmerized, I kept staring at her bright green eyes until she broke the contact and disappeared into the crowd. There was something about her that called out to me.
Quickly I scanned the room again, I wanted to find her again, get closer. After a bit of looking I found her at the other side of the room, surrounded by several men of the company. I looked at her intently, not hiding my interest at all.
Her eyes found mine again and I saw a small twitch at the corner of her mouth, as if she was holding back a smile. Then it was me that moved between the masses. Something inside me began to wake up, something I never felt before.
Looking sideways I noticed she was slowly following me around now, that predatory look back into her eyes. I liked the game she was playing and I was happy to go along. My mind was already made up that I would have her some way or another. If she wanted to play cat and mouse first who was I to not let her have that little bit of fun?
