Unknown Vampires POV

He drove in the car all the way Mohawk. As he drove, he took a sip of blood that sits in his cupholder.

It's cool outside which is why he stole a car to drive. The eerie silence filled the car. The radio he had on before didn't have excellent songs.

Not even his taste.

Luckily the drive isn't that long.

A wooden sign "welcome to Mohawk" stands to welcome all citizens. An ancient looking town appears in front of him within seconds.

The sun setting creates an eerie feeling, almost. As he enters the town, some civilians milling around and cars passing him. Only being Half past eight, there's quite a few people out and about.

This would be an excellent night for a feast. He gave himself a mini tour of the place while searching for a good place to feast.

He places his cup of blood at the back to force him not to drink anymore, not wanting to be full on his mission.

He needs to be starving and craving blood. Licking his lips, tasting the metallic liquid streaming down his throat. Hearing the crack of their neck. Hearing them scream is music to his ears.

A creepy smirk curled into his face as a deep chuckle erupted in the car.

Pulling over into a parking lot of a bar, the music blasted from inside. People gathering inside having a blast. This is a perfect place to collect naive people.

Getting out his ID, with fake information, he made his way up to the entrance.

"ID please," one of the security guards. Showing the card, the guard nodded. Entering the bar, music filled his ears, flowing through one and out the other. Disco lights flashing away. People dancing on the dance floor, at the bar getting drunk. In the corner, a couple is making out.

He walks up to the counter hoping to find someone. As soon as he sits, he starts scouting

"Marshal?"

He turns towards the counter. "Rebecca?"

"What are you doing here?

"My vacation," he said sarcastically.

"I hope you aren't scouting for a woman to sleep with."

"I'm not. I'm here for work actually."

"Good. We don't need you to hurt another one like you did to me!"

"Look Rebecca, I'm sorry."

"Well sorry doesn't cut it!" She snapped

"I couldn't help it!"

"Well you should have controlled your hunger!"

"You were dying so what else could I have done?"

"Left me to die!"

"Well, I didn't. You seem fine now."

"Im doing great without you, Marshal."

"That's good."

"Anyways, what would you like to drink?"

"I don't want any thank you very much. I'm here on a mission. So I'll get my blood soon."

"Alright then. If you don't need me then I'll go and help someone else who would like a drink," Rebecca snapped.

Rebecca left Marshal in his thoughts. Thanks  to Rebecca, the memories are resurfacing after being buried deep down in his mind, locked behind doors he created.

-

Marshal and Rebecca walked along a river deep in the forest. They were hiking for the day since it was nice weather.

Although he's a vampire, it doesn't effect him at all as long as he's covered.

Rebecca wore ripped jean shorts and a baby blue t-shirt. Marshal is wearing blue jeans and a red hoodie, with sunglasses.

Rebecca does know that he's a vampire and it doesn't scare her, which is completely great for Marshal.

As they walked they talked and laughed of the good times they had. It felt special to him. Having his girlfriend around is an amazing feeling and he doesn't feel alone anymore.

"I love you Marshal."

"I love you too, Rebecca."

She kissed him passionately like it's their very last kiss. Little did they know it was.

Once they continued, a stray man came up with a knife in hand. He pushed Rebecca behind himself to shield her. "Gimme the girl and your life is spared."

"I'm sorry but that's not happening."

"Uh, yeah it is."

Before he knew it, he felt someone tug at his arm, yanking him away from her.

"Marshal!"

The man walked up to the love of his life, holding her. "Aww, it would be a shame if something happened to her."

Marshal struggled against whoever is restraining him. He kicked this person in the legs. Hearing a grunt from what sounded to be a woman. He turned around and snapped her neck without hesitation.

"Shouldn't have done that."

Marshal turned to find that he stabbed her in the side and dragging it down to her waist. A lot of blood poured out. Not wasting much time, he grasped onto his neck and snapped it.

Kneeling down to her level, he could only do one thing to save her.

"It's okay darling. I'm going to save you. You're not leaving me," he assures.

Her skin's turning pale as a ghost so he acted fast. Lowering to her neck, he bit her releasing his venom inside her antique body. To spread it quicker, he bit both of her arms and stomach.

That was the last time they were together.

-

Since then she broke up with him right after she awoke from her nightmare of a transformation. It's been a couple years since the incident.

Now he has to concentrate even though the memories come swimming in his head. If he could go back in time, he wouldn't have brought her hiking that day.

It's in the past and there's nothing he can do now. All he needs to worry about is get that victim.

After a few minutes have gone by with him watching intently, a woman, about mid twenties, walks towards him. She's in black lace bra and black lace underwear. Must be one of the strippers.

"Hey there sweetheart."

"Hey, you look lonely over here. Maybe you and I could go to the back and I'll give you company," she said seductively, tracing her fingers up his arm. Her blonde hair curled all the way done to her mid back.

He smirked. This is his chance. "Love to darling. Show me what you can do."

Smiling, she took his hands in hers and lead him to the back. "This is my dressing room. No one is allowed in here except for me, so we'll have some privacy."

She opened her door yanking him in. As soon as Marshal closed it the woman smashed her lips against his.

They kiss passionately as their lips move in sync. Her arms snake around his head, fingers latching onto his hair as she gently pulls it, receiving a groan from Marshal.

She smirked.

He moved his lips down her jaw onto her throat, sucking and leaving hickeys all over. The woman moans in delight.

"Jump," Marshal mumbles. The woman jumped up wrapping her legs around his waist. He walked them both to the mirror, pushing everything onto the floor as he still sucked in her delicate skin.

Warning, sexual content. If uncomfortable skip to the end.

His hands wondered up her waist sneaking into her bra. He massages her breasts with moans leaving her.

He smirked.

His hands removed her bra in seconds. Lowering, he nibbles and sucks on her nipple while the other hand massages her right breast. She became a moaning mess from the pleasure. His free hand continues going downwards to her womanhood.

Slipping his hand in her underwear, he rubbed opening before sticking a finger inside her. The wetness wrapped around his finger. She's really wet. Thrusting back and forth as she moans, moving her hips to go deeper. Smirking, he went faster feeling his member harden.

Now your probably thinking, how can vampires get hard? Simple.

This is my book so I can do whatever I want.

He added another finger thrusting faster inside her. She released on his fingers. Pulling them out, he places them into her mouth to suck in her cum.

"Suck that darling," he gently whispers as she moans. Her hands wondered down to his pants and unzipped his fly. Pulling his member out she starts pumping him.

Marshal moans in delight.

"You like that don't you? How about I make it more pleasurable."

She hopped off the table and kneeled down. Her mouth covered his member and started sucking.

He moans crazy. She went faster and faster until he released inside her mouth.

"I want you to fuck me."

"Sure will."

She sat on the counter and spreads her legs after taking off her underwear. Marshal licked his lips positioning at her entrance.

Sliding in he started thrusting. The woman moans in pleasure as he goes deep inside.

"Faster!" She cries in pleasure.

He obeys thrusting faster and faster until they both release.

The woman pants as she catches her breath.

(Sexual content is over)

"Can you do a favour?" Marshal asks while they get dressed.

"Anything for you," she teases. He walks up to her holding her right arm and her cheek.

"This will hurt a bit."

He leans down and bites her in the neck. She screams in pain as the venom shoots through her body.

"You've been a very good girl," he exclaims snapping her neck.

He chuckles.

Marshal makes his way out of the room after fixing himself in the mirror.

Looking in both directions he double checks that no one is around. There isn't.

He spots a fire alarm. A plan popped in his head. Running towards it he pulled and the alarm screamed to life.

Hearing everyone rush out of the building is a perfect escape. Won't be suspicious at all. Running into the cold night to his car, the engine roared to life and off he went to the next town.