Transformative Nights

In my 500 years, I have never seen a sky so black and listless. Nevertheless, the wind was light, allowing me to soar over this beautiful floating vacation island—another night in a string of many of secluded observations. Her face flashed across my mind and weighed my heart down as the wind carried me to a nearby building. If I had known then that eternity would only be a couple of centuries, would I have consented to this life now? Instead, I've long since taken revenge on those who dared to hurt my blood tulip. Revenge satiated the hatred but left a longing in its place. Modern vampires have a deal with the hospitals, and I could easily walk in for a blood bag; however, I needed a bit of excitement tonight. An old fashion hunt should get the old blood pumping. my cold laugh rang through the night. Ahh, what do I spy with my little raven eye, A young man getting harassed by a group of his peers? Hmmm, which one of these strapping young men would be an excellent snack? *Pouf* My raven form may be great for scouting, but my vampire senses disappear after I transform. Would receiving a different secondary form have been more helpful than shapeshifting? If so, what could have saved her that night? Hmm, no time to think about that; I have tasty morsels to choose Something comforting snaked its way into my lungs as I took a deep breath. Aaah, there's a beautiful smell emanating from... who... which one? Aah, one of the attackers. Pity, this would have been much easier if I had savior gratitude on my side—nothing to be done now. But, for me, time slowed as I descended upon them. Their movements were sloppy and untrained. Nothing more than schoolyard bullies who've gotten lost. Landing firmly center and balling my fist, I thrust it upward to the stomach of the boy to my left while connecting the sole of my right foot to the nose of the young man on my right. Before they could recover, I grabbed the center attacker and his victim and leaped forward to a nearby building. Looking the perpetrator in the eyes, I used domination magic to force him quiet. It's pretty taxing on humans, so I would have preferred not to use it be we are short on time and options. Keeping a firm grasp on the redheaded assailant's lovely neck, I turned to the young man. My shrill chuckle caused his eyes to widen. It's been a long time since I have manipulated anyone's memory. Let's hope this sticks. Concentrating, I could feel the heat rush to my eyes,  "You managed to escape of your own cunning. You plan to hide on this rooftop for another hour before taking an unusual route home. " His eyes glazed over, and in a dead tone, he said, "of course, I should find a safe corner just in case they show." Not caring to witness his hunt, I turned to the gagging redhead in my hand, pulling him closer. "Because your smell comforts me, you are now mine," I whispered to him. The way his struggles increased at my words was quite adorable, like an angry child who truly thinks their punches hurt. Unfortunately, the fear in his bright green eyes was all too familiar. No time to dwell though, I have a new pet that needs proper training. Keeping my firm hold on his neck, I slipped my other arm around his waist. "Now, I advise you not to struggle too much, or I might drop from a height that's impossible to survive." With that, we leaped across the rooftops until we ran out of the city. As we ran through the woods, I could feel that he was no longer struggling. The thought he might be calming down seemed to lift a weight that I had not recognized was there. After a few short miles, we arrived at my remote cabin-style mansion. The lush trees always gave me a sense of comfort. Not to mention all the benefits of not having to deal with neighbors. Because of the nature of my being, I have quite a few rooms suitable and prepared to host a guest that is not allowed to leave. Going through the foray, I turned left and entered one of those bedrooms. Sitting him on the bed, I took the time to look at him. Beads of sweat rolled down his pale white skin, tracing his oval face. No doubt that is the domination magic taking its toll; I should hurry instead of staring. His shoulder-length hair was thick and healthy. I wonder if it's soft. Aht aht, he just a food source, what does it matter if his hair might be soft.  "Now I am going to remove the domination magic, and I know you'll scream, so I'm letting you know now that aside from being 20 miles out of the city, this room is soundproof. So all you'll succeed in doing is making yourself horse. " Searching his eyes, I saw a mix of emotions that I couldn't quite put my finger on. No matter, I'll find out more about that tomorrow. Tonight's excitement must have him drained at the very least. Grabbing his chin, I forced eye contact to remove the earlier order.  "So I could scream now if I wanted," he said gruffly, coughing at the end of his sentence.  "You could, I responded, instinctively reaching out to his face. His flinch made me pull my hand back. "Anyways, I'm sure you're tired. I shall speak with you more tomorrow. Make sure to get some rest," I said, turning to leave. I grabbed the bell on the outside of the door to summon the butler. I gave instructions to make my new guest as comfortable as possible by having food and clothing ready in the morning. Then, going to my office upstairs, I decided to plan out the questions I would ask my blood rose tomorrow. Blood rose? Am I already giving HIM a nickname? My hand paused on the doorknob, and when I went to touch him, his flinch flashed across my mind. Why did I reach out to him like that? Is it just because his scent makes me feel light and free?