The cat asked to go out tonight. I told her no. She cursed my soul with a horrible wail. I told her I wasn’t sure I have a soul. She then hissed at me and ran away.
An hour later she crawled in my lap and purred.
I do not understand this creature.
Tonight I would hunt and take the night as the Vampire Lord.
As I walked down the street, past strands of twinkling white lights hanging in the windows and trees, I observed bars and other businesses are full of people who mingle and talk.
At one time people bowed down to me as I passed due to my power and fear. Now women smile and giggle and tell me I am cute. Cute?
As a former Vampire King I do not have to depend on “cute” to find my prey.
I set my eyes on a young woman. I lock eyes with her and she comes to me. She is mine.
A cold hand grabs my shoulder just enough for me to turn.
There stands a man, another Vampire. He has the audacity to stop and speak to me.
“She’s mine. I’m her Vampire,” he says to me.
“I’m her Vampire. You know, man. I am her Vampire. There are plenty of women here. You’re scary attractive. Take your pick, but don’t take my ladies.”
“Scary attractive?” I didn’t see anyone running away or hear screaming.
“Dude. You’re perfect. You have that California blonde beach guy look. Women love that.”
I had no idea what he was talking about. “What do you know of being a Vampire?” I asked.
“I was born this way,” he said almost in a whisper. The look on his face changed almost to recognition. Then he whispered a swear word under his breath and took the woman (who did not hear us) by the arm. “Come on Lilly. I want to show you something.”
I stood with rage in my heart, but never showed emotion on my face.
In the back office I nearly drained an attractive bartender of blood. In the days of my past glory I would have just left her, but instead I called the pub manager to say the poor girl had fainted. Oh how things have changed. I would have killed her in the past but now Vampires see humans as renewable resources.
My completion was one of the rare offspring of our kind. They scare me in their urge to mingle with humankind. They have no respect for the traditions of old. I do not understand them.
I was embroiled in a dream of a living man. I was alive again. Warm blood surged through my veins. Warm flesh covered my bones. I raised my hands up to the sunlight and laughed. My hair was bleached almost white from the summer sun on the water. Suddenly something rough slid across my face…
I woke in a panic.
The cat was licking my face.
Gillian smiled at my expense. My own Vampire lover had come to my bed earlier in the night.
Putting my hand to her cheek I asked, “Do you remember when you turned into a Vampire?”
“Of course. Nobody ever forgets.”
“How old were you?”
“Seventeen. And you my love?”
“Twenty. It was the eve of my marriage to a princess.”
“You didn’t marry her did you?”
“No. years later I married a Vampire. It was 1623. But that was a long time ago.”
“I remember. I didn’t know you then but everyone was talking about it.”
Then I told Gillian about the Vampire I’d met the night before.
She sat up in bed and stared at me.
“What? Do you think I’m cute too?”
Gillain’s eyes narrowed. “You were married to his Grandmother. She is going to be so pissed when she finds out you’re in town.”
I should have stayed in Europe but the castle is only rubble and there is no place for a Vampire King.
I have brooded for three nights. Gillian became angered and left. I can’t find my cat.
The doorbell rang. I went to answer. Standing on my front porch was a small child holding my cat.
“This is your cat,” said the small child.
I could smell her blood. I put my hand on the edge of the door so I wouldn’t fall over. I realized I hadn’t eaten in days.
I took the purring cat from the child’s arms. “Thank you dear child.” Out of my pocket I pulled an ancient coin from my old country. I put it in her small hand and closed her fingers around it.”
The tiny girl looked at the coin with a face of a king on one side and a raven on the other. Then she looked up at me. “The man on the coin looks like you.”
At one time that coin, a simple copper and silver disc, would bring fear into the heart of a living man. Now it brought delight to the eyes of a child.
I smiled and thanked for again for bringing back the cat. I watched her walk down my walkway then the child turned and grinned, then said, “my mom thinks you’re cute.”
More cute? I just don’t understand.