Katie was nineteen with odd tastes and high dreams. Read about monsters and demons and things. Journalism degree and a vision the she'd be the one to expose the unseen and seedy. New to a city that moves fast and don't sleep Living above a bar frequented by weirdos and
freaks. No car, so she walks the streets on her way home one night when a man in the shadows speaks he says I've seen you around and I know your desires. I've seen what you seek and I've proof that vampires exist. Every sense tells Katie to flee, but she plants her feet firm entranced by the mystery. The man smiles slyly and whispers come with me as he turns down the alley and leads her away from the street. She follows at a distance too quick to trust and unwitting places herself in the middle of an ambush. The blood is calling for a swift aeration. Exsanguinate with precision and imbibe. A crimson kiss to sign your own damnation. To start anew the only cost is to die. Fangs at her neck a reality check for a fantasist obsessed with cheap sex and death. Crimson cascades stain the tip of her braids, picture perfect puncture wounds and regret on her face. Eyes unfocused and vacant on the middle distance. Existence snuffed out so she can sustain his. The man in black seductive and mysterious whispers in her ear, Have no fear my love you'll see this is nothing but a heartbeat, something you wont miss. Embrace the abyss and my heart of blackest pitch
Will hold you eternal. I wont hurt you for more than a second and the moment will soon pass. He pauses thoughtful, deliberating the next move. Smiles to himself and he chooses what's arguably the greater of two evils, the beautiful tragedy, gifts her his blood and grants her immortality. Katie awakes, the thirst is overwhelming, can smell things dwelling within the musty walls. The old building seems abandoned except for a man that's been tied up further down the hall. His scent is alluring and she rises to investigate. Only thing on her mind is how his neck will taste. Zeroed in doesn't stop to check his face. The shadowy figure observing the mess she makes. Wrecks the place. Animalistic feeding frenzy. Carnage of an apex predator learning to feed. Soon exhausts herself and falls to a bent knee. Horrified by what she's done, she begins to scream and plead. From the dark a voice starts laughing, says did you enjoy your snack? We'd best start packing. Last thing we need is a Helsing or Harker. But before we go, let's finish up your father.