badly.
"You do understand 'stay', don't you?"
"Go to Hell!" The other one yelled.
"You first." Brian rushed the first agent and snapped his neck with both of his hands. The second one just had time enough to turn and look at him, before he, too, was dead. The thought had crossed his mind as he killed the first one, that there was plenty of blood in either one of these two men to stop his hunger. But the truth was, that he wasn't quite ready to go that far. Killing them yes, as it was necessary for survival. But drinking their blood like in the movies? Well, not yet. he wouldn't. Not when he had a perfectly good supply of the stuff in his home. All he had to do was to drop in and get it, then get out. It couldn't be that hard. The most they would have later tonight would be one car. After all, they couldn't think he was stupid enough to go back to his house could they?
He had just one minor flaw to his plan that he didn't want to think of, and that was what if they had found his blood supply and taken it into custody. The possibility did exist, as how many people would have that much blood in their fridge? Luckily, he had moved it down to the basement fridge when Heather had stayed the night, but still, how long would it take till they found it?
It only took a minute for him to get back to the car where Heather waited. He decided to climb in on the passenger side, just in case he needed to give their driver some more incentive.
"Where to?" The man asked.
"Just drive."
"So where did you go?" Heather asked, as the car picked up speed and they headed down the little highway.
"Oh, my nature called me." He smiled.
She seemed a bit confused by his answer so he decided to change the subject.
"What's your name again?" He asked the driver.
"It's Bob, and you don't have to tell me yours, because I won’t remember it or you." He smiled stupidly at Brian before looking back at the road.
"What's he mean by that?" Heather leaned forward.
Looking back at her, he noticed she had slid to his side of the car at some point. He smiled as reassuring as he could, and just shook his head, not sure how he was supposed to answer her. What would he say? 'Oh, don't worry about it, I just screwed with his brain a bit. He'll be fine...I think?'
"Brian, I'm hungry."
"Aren't we all?" he smiled painfully at her. "Um, what's your name again?" He turned and asked the driver.
"He said his name is Bob." Heather volunteered as the man turned to answer, instead, he just nodded as Heather answered for him.
"And I wont remember you."
Brian shook his head. This wasn't going to do at all. "Bob, is there anywhere we can stop and get some burgers or something?"
The man nodded.
"Could you please buy us some food?" Brian wasn't sure how much money the two of them had.
Bob began to shake his head no, until Brian leaned forward and looked into his eyes, and the man immediately swapped to yes. That last little trick caused a pounding to begin just behind Brian's eyes. It wasn't too bad, but from past experience he knew this was the start to something he rather not go through right now. He needed to find a place to hole up so he could leave Heather alone while she slept. Then he could recover what he needed as quickly as he could.
Otherwise he was going to have to go native, and if that happened, he was going to regret not just trying to suck those agents dry. About twenty minutes later, they had found a little truck stop. Bob went in and brought back some food. Brian picked at his, not really eating much, even though it tasted pretty good. He knew that this food wasn't going to do him much good, except maybe keep him alive, and even that wasn't something he knew for sure.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Heather asked, as she finished her last fries and sucked on her chocolate milk shake. "Are you going to finish that?" She added, when she seen him picking at his burger. He shook his head and offered it to her. She snatched
"You do understand 'stay', don't you?"
"Go to Hell!" The other one yelled.
"You first." Brian rushed the first agent and snapped his neck with both of his hands. The second one just had time enough to turn and look at him, before he, too, was dead. The thought had crossed his mind as he killed the first one, that there was plenty of blood in either one of these two men to stop his hunger. But the truth was, that he wasn't quite ready to go that far. Killing them yes, as it was necessary for survival. But drinking their blood like in the movies? Well, not yet. he wouldn't. Not when he had a perfectly good supply of the stuff in his home. All he had to do was to drop in and get it, then get out. It couldn't be that hard. The most they would have later tonight would be one car. After all, they couldn't think he was stupid enough to go back to his house could they?
He had just one minor flaw to his plan that he didn't want to think of, and that was what if they had found his blood supply and taken it into custody. The possibility did exist, as how many people would have that much blood in their fridge? Luckily, he had moved it down to the basement fridge when Heather had stayed the night, but still, how long would it take till they found it?
It only took a minute for him to get back to the car where Heather waited. He decided to climb in on the passenger side, just in case he needed to give their driver some more incentive.
"Where to?" The man asked.
"Just drive."
"So where did you go?" Heather asked, as the car picked up speed and they headed down the little highway.
"Oh, my nature called me." He smiled.
She seemed a bit confused by his answer so he decided to change the subject.
"What's your name again?" He asked the driver.
"It's Bob, and you don't have to tell me yours, because I won’t remember it or you." He smiled stupidly at Brian before looking back at the road.
"What's he mean by that?" Heather leaned forward.
Looking back at her, he noticed she had slid to his side of the car at some point. He smiled as reassuring as he could, and just shook his head, not sure how he was supposed to answer her. What would he say? 'Oh, don't worry about it, I just screwed with his brain a bit. He'll be fine...I think?'
"Brian, I'm hungry."
"Aren't we all?" he smiled painfully at her. "Um, what's your name again?" He turned and asked the driver.
"He said his name is Bob." Heather volunteered as the man turned to answer, instead, he just nodded as Heather answered for him.
"And I wont remember you."
Brian shook his head. This wasn't going to do at all. "Bob, is there anywhere we can stop and get some burgers or something?"
The man nodded.
"Could you please buy us some food?" Brian wasn't sure how much money the two of them had.
Bob began to shake his head no, until Brian leaned forward and looked into his eyes, and the man immediately swapped to yes. That last little trick caused a pounding to begin just behind Brian's eyes. It wasn't too bad, but from past experience he knew this was the start to something he rather not go through right now. He needed to find a place to hole up so he could leave Heather alone while she slept. Then he could recover what he needed as quickly as he could.
Otherwise he was going to have to go native, and if that happened, he was going to regret not just trying to suck those agents dry. About twenty minutes later, they had found a little truck stop. Bob went in and brought back some food. Brian picked at his, not really eating much, even though it tasted pretty good. He knew that this food wasn't going to do him much good, except maybe keep him alive, and even that wasn't something he knew for sure.
"So, what are we going to do now?" Heather asked, as she finished her last fries and sucked on her chocolate milk shake. "Are you going to finish that?" She added, when she seen him picking at his burger. He shook his head and offered it to her. She snatched
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