Fear

Marci sat down on the floor, it was nearly 6:30, sunrise. She leaned her back onto the wall and closed her eyes, letting the glow of the sun invade her eyelids. Her head drifted forward slightly towards a stray line of light, She hissed as she felt a burn on her cheek. Her attention drifted to her cat, Muffin, she called him, still asleep in his make-shift bed across the room. She recognized the small scar over his eye, a scar the villagers on the other side of the mountain gave him when he was a kitten, and all because he was a black cat. Muffin opened his green/yellow eyes and climbed out of bed, he walked over to Marci, who was on the other side of the room. He climbed into her lap and cuddled in her black wool sweater.

The sun was already a little bit above the horizon, she slowly carried her sleeping cat and placed him in his bed. She walked over to her slim black bed and lied down as a long dark shadow covered her.

She could hear scratching, like claws against glass. The lid to her coffin slided off and she slowly stood up from her sleep. She could see a tint of the orange glow of the sun from a slit between her blinds. Muffin stood just outside her coffin, waiting for her to get up. She smiled and carried him.

"Good evening, Muffin." Marci said as she gave him a kiss on the head. She put him down next to her as he followed her to the kitchen.

"What should we have for dinner?" She opened her cabinet and looked among the cans of red tomato soup, apples and fish. Marci looked at Muffin who was staring at her with big green eyes.

"Maybe I should hunt today." Her Grey eyes glowed red, her shoulder length hair growed to reach her feet, and 2 teeth in her mouth sharpened.

"I'll be back in 20 Minutes." Marci kissed her cat's head again and went outside, locking the door as she left. She took a glance at her house. Its oak exterior, the dark wood accents and the black-out blinds that covered the windows. It was already dark outside. She could hear the nearby townsfolk shutting their doors and closing their windows in fear of the vampire that lived behind the mountain. She sighed and climbed up the steep walkway, her red slippers hitting puddle after puddle. There was an aroma in the air, a smell that made her hands click and her eyes

glow. Prey. She climbed up the trail quickly trying to trace whatever scent she picked up, and there it was. A deer, standing around a small ridge on the mountain. She moved slowly towards it, her claws ached to dig into its flesh.

Pow!

She had the deer by the neck, her nails digging into its pulse as it flailed about helplessly, until it stopped moving. Red blood ran down her hand and nails as the bled out by the neck.

Marci carried the carcass back to her house, she licked her claws that were covered with blood and dropped the deer's body on the floor.

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