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mouth of
the babe.
    “Insolent mortal, you will bow before me.”
My voice carried my wrath, but hid my curiosity as to how the human
sapling hadn’t dropped to his knees in dread fear. It must be my
weakened state. Time had sapped me of my powers. Soon they would
return and my triumph would be glorious.
    “Oh my God, this is too much. Dude, you must
be lost. Oh fuck, wait—it’s Halloween. The premier of Nightfall is like ten
miles north of us. How in the hell did you get this far off? Come
on, let me drive you…it’s the least I can do in exchange for the
fucking entertainment.”
    The young man’s aura was twirling with the
colors of honesty and joy. He was completely unaware of who and
what I was—an advantage I would certainly use. I had no idea what
premiere he was referring to, but if he was willing to aid me in my
time of need…I would allow for the assistance until the moment came
for me to finally sate my ravenous hunger.
    “Name’s Alex by the way.” He smiled the grin
of ignorance I’d seen so many times over the years.
    In the name of Vlad Dracula I wanted so
desperately to tear into the insolent flesh of this boy, end my
suffering, and snuff out his dim-witted light. Instead, I allowed
myself to step into his odd machine, unsure of what was to
happen.
    “Don’t worry, I’m a good driver.” Alex
grinned.
    As soon as the heavy door was shut, the
metal box shot forward as if it were propelled by the machines of
Hell. The speed of the machine was incredible. I had only ever
travelled this quickly when in bat form, flitting through the
darkened night sky. The feeling was exhilarating. We would arrive
as instantaneously as thought.
    “Damn, chicks dig the whole vampire shit
now. You dress up like this to get laid? Does it work?”
    I wasn’t sure how to answer Alex. The
colloquialism get
laid escaped my comprehension. Instead of making an absolute
fool of myself, and arousing any suspicions, I joined the man in
his odd celebration of vampire shit getting laid . Our combined laughter
echoed off the metallic beast carrying us into the night.
    “What did you think of the first film?
Personally I thought it was gay. Seriously, when did vampires
sparkle? I wasn’t sure if it was the casting of all those pretty
boys, but the vampires were lame. If I had the power of mother
fuckin’ Dracula, I wouldn’t let some grade-B piece of ass mesmerize
me with her stoner eyes and promise of nothing in the sack. Stupid
Hollywood fucks.”
    The ice cold heart in my chest caught fire
at the sound of the farcical troll invoking the name ‘Dracula.’
This simply would not do. No human ever spoke the name of the King
of Kings and lived without consequences. Rage and reflex took hold
and my hand shot over so that my fingers could wrap around the neck
of Alex. I could feel some of my powers returning…enough to control
the yammering insect.
    “What the hell! Dude, let go. Seriously.”
One of the mortal boy’s hands grabbed at mine, but to no avail.
Even in my weakened state a human was no match for my strength.
    “Stop the vehicle.” My voice carried with it
the ability to hypnotize by mere suggestion. My powers were gaining
strength. They would become endless once again.
    The car came to a squealing halt. Alex was
motionless in my grip, save the tears of fear flowing freely down
his cheeks. The intoxicating stench of urine tickled my nostrils,
giving me a much needed boost. All that was left was the first
blood. After such a long slumber, first blood could prove a shock
the system. The trick was not to take in too much at once, lest the
ecstasy of the moment drive me to the ground, a helpless, paralyzed
victim awaiting final death in the morning sun. But this was my
third time coming out of torpor, so I was more than familiar with
the ways of torporial recovery.
    “Alex, I am about to drink from you. But
before I do, I have a few questions you must answer.”
    “Yes.”
    Alex was safely in trance. The power