C7: New Life

Moments had passed after Chris's call with Jack and he had explained his plan to him. But – Chris was the ace of the plan after all, and everything was in his hands.

Three years inside the soul of the Vampire Prince... Surely, that would be enough to kill the whole Vampire race, right?

Soon, he heard a familiar pattern of footsteps approaching the door. It was definitely Ruby.

"Master Al, please open the door. I brought your Dinner."

Chris did not hesitate this time, and calmly opened the door to his room.

Every speech and every thought that used to run through Alacurd's head was running in his mind also, so he knew every word to say to the people he was going to meet.

"Come in," Chris smiled at the Maiden.

She was a Werewolf. Her white ears and the bushy tail reminded Chris of someone he knew — someone he loved to be exact.

The Maiden was a little surprised when she saw the Prince smile, she suspected the Prince had done something mischievous in mind.

"Master Al, the Blood bottles are right below the cart," she said, placing the cart inside the room. Chris nodded.

"And…" she muttered. Her voice was breaking – as if she was blushing or scared.

Chris gazed at her suspiciously. He did have memories of the Maiden, but down at his heart – he was still Chris Chole.

"Umm? Yes?"

"M– Master. Your mother told me to do this, but that bagged blood does not awaken your full Vampire instincts. Queen Felia told me to let you feed on my blood after today. I just – wanted you to know beforehand."

The maiden was blushing as she spoke.

Even though the Wingstons were Vampire Hunters, they didn't know the personal lives of the Vampires in depth. Well, not as well enough to live as one of course.

Chris thought for a second.

'So there is a difference between fresh blood and the bagged blood they consume, huh? These vamps are as crazy as I thought!'

"Umm… of course, Ruby. Let's see into this matter tomorrow, shall we?"

"Yes, Master Al."

The Maiden, wearing a very short skirt and who was quite beautiful, exited the room after giving a bow to Chris.

Chris felt odd upon seeing someone bow to him because that was an experience he never had in his life.

He sat there on the table of the Prince and kept his meal – a couple of roasted chicken and bread – on the table and ate it. The meal did make his stomach feel refreshed, yet, his hunger wasn't satisfied.

He tried to resist the urge he was having – yet – his stomach felt like it was blazing up when he did that. His throat was drying, even though he drank the whole bottle of water which was sent along with his meal.

"Shit – I can't resist it, huh?"

He gave up and leaned down and searched under the cart for a bottle of blood. There were a couple of water bottles that were filled with thick red juice.

The blood was pure. However, just by the thought of consuming blood, he was disgusted.

He never thought that he would be stuck in such a situation and be degraded to become a Blood Sucker like the Vamps.

Chris opened the lid of the blood bottle and slowly poured the contents into the small place between the lid. The red and thick lush juice fell onto the lid gradually.

"Whooo…." he smelled the blood and he felt a tinglingl sensation in his nose.

He felt the Thirst.

He slowly poured the contents of the lid down his mouth and the tasty blood ran down his throat.

"Wha –" the taste was marvelous.

It was as if Chris's mind shut down for a while. He instantly grabbed the bottle and gulped down the whole bottle of blood in one go.

Chris, who had been disgusted by the mere thought of drinking blood only moments ago was now licking his lips after emptying every bottle down his throat.

He wiped his mouth with a tissue paper and his senses slowly came back to him.

"Fuck – I can't control it even for a moment..."

He folded the tissue and carried the food cart out of his room and halted it in the hallways.

He couldn't be disturbed by anyone now, since he had a huge mission beginning tomorrow. And surviving this grand miracle of a situation was – hard.

First of all – he had to attend the Academy of Supernaturals in New York tomorrow. The place where all abnormal students learn magic and learn how to control their powers.

There were Cultivators, Summoners, Werewolves, Buggers, and the least number of attendees – but, the scariest bunch… Vampires.

Chris's heart was pumping just upon thinking about the school. A school filled with Freaks with unknown supernatural abilities that had corrupted them entirely.

'This is going to be a fun ride…'