I stare at the vampire with a expession of dumbfounded, shock on my face. "what?....."
He grins. "You heard me. I want your blood." The grin never leaves his face. I look at him closely. His black, fathomless eyes look right back at me. His fangs are showing in his evil looking grin. I shudder.
"Why do you want my blood? I thought vampires fed on human blood." I ask.
He laughs. "Usually we do. Elf blood is a rareity. I, myself, have never tasted it, but from what I've heard, it's amazingly flavored." He laughs again. A cold laugh. "Your blood is something that will be sought after from this day forward. I would like the first taste."
I stare at him. "You are completely insane!!!!!! Why would I let you drink my blood??!!!"
His smile disappears. His handsome face takes on a serious expression. "Because if you refuse to allow me to feed on you, i will be forced to hand you over to my superiors. They will drain you completely, while i will let you go. It's your choice. You can give me a small taste, or i can take you to my employers."
I shiver. His employers. Plural. Not good. "Why do you want my blood?"
The vampire anaylises me for a moment. "There is a rumor going around my clan about the blood of a female elf. It doesn't specify anyone inparticular, but i was assigned to capture you. The rumor says that a female elf's blood brings great power to vampires, and it would help us trumendously in our war against the werewolves. I'm sure you've heard of that."
I remain silent for a minute, processing this information. They want my blood for power. Jeez. This just gets better and better. "If you let us go, I'll cooperate with you."
The vampire grins his fanged smile. "Perfect."
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