Night has fallen; I have awakened and taken to the streets, hungry.
You don't see me, but you will...soon.
I've been watching you, every night for weeks,
And this is the night.
I move gracefully, stealthily,
Catlike, making my way through the streets and alleyways of this city.
Hugging the darkness, like a lover in the night,
Ready to strike...feeling the burning desire rise.
I see you now...my prey...you are so exquisite,
I can smell you from my distance...such a sweet scent.
My tongue tracing over my teeth, so sharp.
The craving growing within me.
I want you my sweet, all of you.
I will have you and I will soon embrace you
and become intoxicated by you, by your succulent taste.
Your blood, I want it now. But I'll wait.
Alive...the blood coursing through you,
Your breasts heaving with life.
Life that I will take tonight.
You will be my love, my victim...you really have no choice.
So supple ...my vampire eyes can see all of your body,
And I love what I can see, the nakedness under your clothes.
And yet for a fleeting moment I think,
Should I take this lovely life? Oh yes.
Should a creature as lovely as you wither in my embrace?
Should I drain you of that which you posses?
Of that which will keep this old spirit alive in this young body?
Should I take the sweet nectar of life inside of you?
Yes!
I step out into the street and move up behind you,
Too fast for you to see, too fast for any mortal to see for that matter.
You're just a few paces away from me; I could reach out now and take you,
But I want to play with you tonight. Devious.
Once more ...I move again,
to an alley a couple of blocks ahead of you.
You feel the breeze as I pass you so quickly.
I want to see your lovely body from the front. I am so excited.
You pass me on those sumptuous long legs,
Not noticing me, you can't yet...I won't allow you to.
When you do however, I, will become your lover tonight. Your lover.
I don't allow myself to imbibe in, how is it they say in this decadent time?
"Fucking," I'm a bit more gentle than that.
But I remain a gentleman vampire. I will make love to you. I can, when I've fed well,
I'm quite capable of it. And I will allow you that which you will want tonight, you will
be mine, of that I am sure, no doubt. It is almost time to feed again and tonight...it will be you. We're going to do this my way.
If you must know about me dear reader and victim, very well. A bit anyhow.
I'll tell you that I am 228 years old, I was born into the darkness 200 years ago.
My name is Lewis, no not Louis, I've read those books too dear reader.
Good stories, good characters. Hell of an attitude on that Lestat, though.
You won't get my "Interview." You'll get your life drained by me.
It's what I do. I am what I am...a vampire, nothing more, nothing less.
I gave up all the silly "what does it all mean?" shit over 150 years ago.
"It " is all about blood now. And enjoying it more than usual sometimes, like tonight.
My body is beautiful and athletic,
My hair long and brown, very well kept, very clean. Eyes "fire and ice" blue.
They see more than any mere mortal can. I have a voice that can entrance you,
I've used it to my advantage, many times, on many victims.
I've invested from the properties and monies of my victims,
I live very well, call it robbery if you like, I call it essential survival.
My clothing, of a fancy cut, Klein, Versace, Armani, and don't worry,
I haven't spilled a drop of blood in 190 years.
Men would die to have my body, my looks and features.
Women would die to feel my body, to touch it.
And believe me dear reader and lovely victim...many have.
You will...tonight and many more after you to be sure.
But you are a special exception my lovely one. One doesn't get this close as you will.
I had many dark gifts bestowed upon me when I became
what I have become.
I have sharpened them well through the years in this dark life.
They are as perfect as I am and beneficial to me.
My voice as I said, mesmerizes my victims when used.
My eyes possess hypnotic properties.
I can read your thoughts and command them at will
I can levitate into the heavens above control the winds, among many others, these are my favorites.
Enough of this though...perhaps, maybe someday, if I get too bored...
I'll put to paper my life story...I hunger for blood...yours.
I'm going to savor this tonight. I'm taking you home.
My home, where I will feed from you until you are dead.
Then I will dump your body which will lose its beauty when I am done.
A flash of lightning,
a delicate rumble of thunder. Rain begins. A perfect night.
A night for love.
A night for my sensual kiss.
I move with great speed,
through the darkest alley ways,
where only the evil men go and
the bravest men do not.
I emerge ahead of you on the street,
near to where we will meet. The crowds waning outside from the rain.
You are moving faster now to get out of the rain; I will take you soon in my arms where you will be helpless as a lamb.
Mind you dear victim,
I do not take the lives of the bum.