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... People use to know what it was like to live; what it was like to die; what it was like to survive. Ha, that's all a tall tale, really. Yes, people live; yes, people die, but people don't survive. I don't know how they ever could. The dark side and the light? Heaven and Hell? They aren't real, just something that people made to help them survive... But they aren't surviving, not one bit. I'll tell you this... When I was alive, I was human, but now I'm dead, and none of it matters. I'm not in Heaven or Hell, but I'm not in the light side, either. "What do you mean you're not alive? How are you saying this? How can you be saying this?" you ask... Well, let's just say that the day I died, was the day I truly became alive...



I waited. I usually would have just jumped right in, but not this time... No, I was going to wait. The two men that were fighting down in the dark alley of New York City were big, but I could take them. I just knew it.
"Jim, give me the money you owe!" one of the thugs yelled into the dense night.
"What money?!" the other one yelled back.
"You know what I'm talking about! Give me my money!"
I couldn't help the dark, hungry laugh that echoed into the alley. Both men froze and looked around fast. They didn't find me.
"Who's there?" the one named Jim yelled.
"My, my... Didn't I get lucky tonight?" I jumped down from the roof top I was perched on and landed at the mouth of the alley, out of view. Slowly, and seductively, I walked out to the two thugs with a sexy smile on my face. I could see the lust flash across their faces as I approached.
Too easy, I thought in disgust, but it'll have to do.
I made my way towards them, eyes locked onto target with their jugulars. Both men puffed their chest out, but I didn't really care about that. If I wanted to see someone's chest, I could just go to the strip bar down the street.
"What do we owe this pleasure?" the first one asked, smirking.
I grinned and hid my fangs. "I think you got it wrong..." I told him.
Confusion flashed behind his eyes, but he regained himself quickly.
"And what do you mean by that, girlie?"
"Ah, I mean that what should I owe the pleasure of finding both y'all here tonight...?"
"We just happen to be in the neighborhood, and decided to talk back here." he told me, licking his lips as he eyed my breasts. I ignored him. I wasn't looking for sex, I was looking for a meal.
Jim looked at the other thug and grimaced. Afterwards, he turns his attention back to me.
"Look lady. I wish I could hang around, but I've got somewhere I have to be." He started towards the mouth of the alley without looking back once. The other thug quickly yelled after him.
"Jim, get'cha butt back here! You still owe me my money!"
He was about to run after Jim, but I stepped in front of him quickly, eyes glowing yellowish-gold in the dark alley. I bared my fangs and growled/hissed at him, my instincts to feed taking over.
"Hey, what the--!"
I stroke like I cobra. My fangs sank deep into his jugular and my body pushed his to the ground. Pinning him there, I began taking hungry gulps of his blood and swallowing them greedily. The warm liquid tasted sweet in my mouth and I groaned in satisfaction. Usually, prey that is easy to get taste bitter, but he just tasted delicious.
I heard Jim turn around fast at his "partners" scream, and I knew he froze at the sight. It was fine with me, I would eat him next. The more blood, the better.
Thoughts raced through my head as I fed off my victim, most of them just random. Pulling my fangs out, I licked my blood stained lips and turns on Jim. He was still there, frozen in place as I had expected.
"Oh my God...!!!" he gasped, mouth barely working.
"Mmm, come on Jim... Don't cha want a love bite?" My voice was dripping with venom and seduction as I moved towards him, crouched to attack. He stayed perfectly still, eyes wide with horror and shock, and his mouth opened and closed in an attempt to scream. I smirked and showed off my fangs, then lunged.
As I drank from him, the thoughts in my head slowed. Most of them just wondering why I was doing this and what had happened to make me wanna do this... Not that I really cared, I enjoyed the feeling of being stronger than anything else in the world. The feeling of strength; the feeling of immortality... the feeling of power.
I pulled my fangs out and licked my lips again for an excess blood. After finding I had none, I looked down at the two dead males before me. I grunted and stood, stretching my revived limbs. Looking down one more time at the males, I smirked.
"Thanks for the snack. I had fun." With that said, I turned and stalked out of the alley and into the streets. Throwing my head back, I let out an eerie howl that filled the night sky and had all the dogs in the apartments barking.
Man, it's good to be a Hybrid, I thought walking into another alley on my way home. Smirking to myself, I quietly changed into my true form, a large, black wolf with glowing gold eyes, and ran through the streets. Behind me, the police cars were starting to show up on the seen where I had howled... too bad they wouldn't find anything but gun wounds in the bodies.