It has been three weeks since my last kill, and the bloodlust is starting to take over again. I have abandoned my human form in an attempt to increase my power, as well as the terror in my victims faces. They call me many things now, I am no longer just The Darkbringer. Vampire, demon, the delusional call me an angel. Angel of death maybe, angel of chaos, but of nothing else. The fools have no idea who I am, or what I really am, but that doesn't matter now. I need to focus on the kill before me. I need to execute my assault perfectly. With no gun, I need not worry about how many shots I have, I just have to worry about the screams. The key to this is silent elimination, making sure that their screams are heard by none. The first two will be easy. Unarmed, appearing to be as stupid as they look, judging by their actions over the last hour. It is still daytime, I have a while until my attack. I have time to plan, and I have time to "play". I have a Ryder in custody in my cave. He is the reason that I am here today. The poor fool attempted to infiltrate my home, it didn't quite work out the way he planned. I must go back to further interrogate him. I have cursed his corpse to live, and until I say otherwise that's exactly what he will do. But his existence is not without pain, the longer he stays in this world the more his body deteriorates. It is a slow and painful process, but it won't last much longer..
That's part two of three, maybe more.. But I would like to make a note that as of now I cannot read your comments. If your comment is an idea for a story or a thought of what I could add onto this, or another, series, please email me at crazyjawa@gmail.com.
That's all Drones. Later.
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