TrueBloods: A race against Time

Blood lust pt.2

Desmond and I look at eachother, if we both didn't do that, that means there is a vampire somewhere nearby. Desmond catches up with the woman who has the bite in her neck. He stands in front of her, she jumps in suprise,

"Can I help you?" She asks, her smile lighting up the whole room. Desmond places his hand on her bite mark, looking into her eyes, he begins to speak,

"Who did this to you?"

"The man with the red shirt," She turns around and points to a man drinking at the end of the bar table. Desmond looks back at the girl, flustered just like I was,

"Forget I talked to you, get into a cab with your friend and go home. Never come back to this bar." Desmond pushes her behind him, walking towards the man with the red shirt, but I step in front of him. I also notice the girls bite mark has dissapeared.

"Desmond, he'll know who you are instantly..." I look at desmond and then back at the man,

"But he won't know me, I haven't had human blood yet. Let me talk to him, get to know his name, I'll have him follow me, then you do whatever you want, kay?" I give him a kiss on his cheek, I turn around and he gives my little butt a slap. I yelp and smile. I need my human charm for this guy- being that I haven't fully turned into a vampire, I still smell human...I hope. I adjust my bra to make it seem like my boobs are bigger, I even put on lipgoss- I hate makeup on my lips, on anything really. I mess up my hair a bit, basically slutting myself up. This is the side Desmond hasn't seen... ever. Finally reaching the guy at the bar, at seat down next to him, I signal the bartender,

"I'll have a pear schnapp- distilled." I smile, I look over at the guy who is questioning me,

"Your new," He says, ah, a regular.

"Yep, well, actually, I'm seveenteen, this is the only bar that doesn't check ID's" His eyes glow- gotcha- p*****t. he perks up, he's probably in his late 20's early 30's, if I had to guess.

"Woah, your eyes, they glowed. Is that normal?" I say stupidly, he laughs. He's the typical fall in love with dumb chicks then. The bartender hands me the drink and walks away- they do check Id's but Desmond is sitting at the other end of the bar, in a shadow- he compelled the bartender to not check anyones ID. Vampires can't get drunk, unless we get drunk with blood.

"No, it just started happening, a few days ago." I notice Desmond perking up with his response.

After time went back about ten minutes he started drinking even more drinks- he's thirsty, now is my chance. I have a pretty crazy Idea, probably won't work but it's the only way. I grab something out of my purse, his eyes focused on his drink, swirling his finger around the rim. I cut my thigh with three small lines, his attention is drawn to my eg, I notice desmonds eyes glowing as well. He begins to get up when I shake my head no.

"Ah, s**t! This f*****g chair just broke!" I grab the nail from the chair ripping it out of the stool making it seem more obvious that I didn't do anything. I look up at the guy-

"Are you okay?" He quickly gets out of his chair and exiting the bar in the same direction I threw the guy out of.

"Hey! Hey, Mr. What's your name?" He turns around, as a true blood, I can see him running towards me, in slow motion.I grab him by the throat, he's eyes are wide open.

"Look at my thigh." He does, the cuts are healed, no scars, nothing. He shakes his head no,

"How is that possible?! Your human, I smelled your blood!" He yells. His hands are trying to get me to let go, but it's no use. I pull my shirt down a bit to expose my birthmark.

"HOW?" His eyes glow brighter,

"I haven't fully transitioned." I was going to wait for desmond, but I feel excited. I put his feet back down to the ground and let go of his neck, he begins to run, again this is in slowmotion, but then I see desmonds hands wrap around his head, breaking his neck.

"That will knock him out for a little while, we will need to sit him down at the bar until we leave- we can't risk him running to HQ and telling them we're onto him, they'll kill him for being reckless. If anything, were trying to recruit, not kill. Now where were we? Oh, right. Completing your transition." Desmond grabs the man, he looks like he got a bit to drunk for a humans eyes. We set him down at the spot he was, desmond turns me around, telling me to scan the crowd- pick the perfect scent, something that will last me a while. He tells me to breath in deeply taking in all scents. I do, I take a giant deep breath- Desmond places his hands on me, making me loose focus, Desmond tells me to do it again, then I smell a perfect strong smell, one that is drunk to the core. But it's a female, is it weird to drink from a female? It's the only one that smells good, so I have no choice. My eyes want to glow so badly, but I sinker them down, Desmond grabs my shoulder,

"Her name is Missy, pretend like you know her and go in for a hug- hook, line, and sinker." So I do as he says, I walk over to the girl, slapping on a smile to hide my hunger.

"Missy?! OMG It's been forever hasn't it?!" I go in for the hug, she laughs, when I sink my teeth into her neck, her blood laced in alcohol I drink, her hand is now placed on my back, Desmond I can hear is behind me, I feeel my body heating up, my eyes growing stronger, I can't hold it down. The hair on my skin standing, my blood rushing.

"alannah, slow down. Don't kill her." He places his hand on my shoulder, I release my grip on the woman, when I do I hear everyones voices in my mind, everything has become so open now. I look at desmond, his mind is clear but his face is giving me a different expression.

I feel drunk, I don't think I've been this drunk before. I lean on desmond on the bench outside, desmonds arms pulling me in for a cuddle.

"You are now a true, true blood." This blood lust is finally over; now let me see if I throw this one up. "So what happens now, Can I do what you do? Compel people to do what I want? "No, That will take a few days for your transition to be comeplete, you will now have to drink human blood for as long as you live." Desmond comes in for a kiss, but he nibbles my ear instead. I scrunch my nose in silly irritation. Then desmond pulls my face to him and kisses me,

"Are you okay with all of this?" Desmond asks while I drink from another candidate. I stop, desmond compels them and gets rid of there bite mark. I wipe my mouth,

"Of course, I feel... Alive." Desmond laughs as his arms are crossed. It's Ironic to feel alive when you are dead; When I was going through the vampire romance phase, I thought that it would be cool to be a vampire, know what it's like to drink blood. The thing is, within the last hour or so, it just feels normal to me. The blood is different with each person, sometimes you can taste the hurt in someones life, or even the illnesss they carry under there skin. But I like the sweet, savory kind, the kind that goes through my mouth smootly, like melted choclate; imagine that.

After a few more, I feel drunk sos tipsy I can't look at desmond without wanting to get through his zipper. Desmond carries me bridal style, I burp, I still keep my lady like manners so it wasn't like I belched.

"The drunk like feeling doesn't last very long. A...short term effect." Desmond states.

*leaves flowing on the ground*

Both desmond and I turn around, facing the rope that was attached to my leg.

"He's awake then?" I ask desmond, he sets me down on the ground, even though I am a drunken like vampire; with how much blood I've had to drink tonight, there is no way a train could make me move even a little. This guy has no clue that he's attached to a rope, which is attached to my ankle. This is the longest rope we could find.In about 5 seconds, he'll run out of rope, lets count. 5,4,3,2,1, we start hearing a very manly scream, until his head runs into desmonds chest.

"What the heck? " he asks holding his head. Desmond and I both smile at him, he then looks down at his torso and my foot. Desmond wraps his fingers around his head, breaking his neck again. We should get back to the hotel, the more we break his neck, the more he'll get used to it,  it won't affect him anymore after the third or fourth time.