1 Blood In This Club

I was having an abnormally shitty day when I first became a werewolf. It was a warm boston day around 75 degrees if you care to find that relevant, sunny without a cloud in the sky. The kind of perfect day that everybody wishes would last forever. For some reason that pissed me of. I pushed myself of the ….. Floor? My head pounding like some asshole decided to practice how to use his jackhammer on it sending waves of pain coursing through my system. Why the fuck was I on the floor and what was all over my hands. Red it was bright red. Wait red liquid was that blood and that was the moment I looked up at the horror that was the room around me. Bodies littered the ground maybe 30 to 40 people but I couldn't really tell as they were all ripped to bloody pieces organs and entrails flung about with almost all the corpses being seriously dismembered all around what seemed to be a club? From the elegant hardwood dance floor to the bar tucked into the corner it would seem like that's where I was and it wasn't just any dinghy club either this place looked high class, wait a moment why was I appreciating club decor in the middle of a freaking blood bath, I need to get the hell out of here I shifted my body weight attempting to push myself to my feet when I slipped and fell. God it wasn't just my hands covered in blood it was my entire body from my shirt to my socks I was soaked in it literally dripped of me leaving the hardwood floor I was in slick with it. That was the last straw I threw up violently feeling my stomach convulse in waves as I released everything in my stomach in front of me right onto the dismembered head of a red haired girl. Oh my god what the fuck was going on the sheer terror made me throw up even harder until my stomach was wrung dry. Still slick with blood I managed to gingerly get myself to my feet before I realized something I could see the sunlight, How could I see the sunlight If I was indoors. I looked up to see several massive holes lining the ceiling revealing the blue boston sky. What the fuck happened here and why was I even here in the first place. Let's see what I remember last night I had a big blowout with my parents after they received the letter telling them I had just been kicked out of Harvard medical students, then I went to get a drink from Bleachers a nice sports bar I often visit and blow off some steam and then…...nothing how the hell did I go from a drink in a bar to a massacre in some club. It was then I heard a moan wait a moan does that mean someone's alive in a daze I walked cautiously towards one of the few intact bodies in the area to see movement. Thank god someone is alive, she was a woman. Beautiful with blond hair, her body was out of the sunlight in one of the remaining shaded areas of the club. As she woke up her eyes fluttered they were gorgeous to bright green with flecks of grey something utterly unique and mesmerizing, "Oh my god" she whimpered her eyes snapping wide open as she finally took in the scenes around her the death the bodies the blood, and then she did something strange she smiled. It was a particular smile at that one filled with a cold calculation the smile of a predator and it was that smile that stopped me in my tracks in a patch of sunlight as I was making my way to her picking out a path threw the bodies. It was that sudden stop that gave me away as my attention at the moment was more focused on her than the ground I stepped straight on the remains of a man's leg ripped free from it's owners body the result was a sickening crunch as the bones in the leg gave away abnormally brittle as they were the flesh on it seemed strangely old nowhere near what they should have looked like, I would know I was a premed student before i got kicked out for bad grades. She whipped her head towards me fast almost abnormally so and as if I just imagined it that smile on her face disappeared replaced with unholy terror. "Please don't hurt me" she said her voice barely more than a terrified whisper as she scooted herself back her body also cover in blood it seemed to have dried into the tight white dress she had making it an uncomfortably terrifying pink color. She scooted so far that she bumped into a corpse of a fit black man his body missing a head . Her arm landing square on his stomach going right through it causing a terse hysterical scream to come rip of her mouth as she hurriedly pulled her arm out of the body crawling further away from him into the remaining shadows of the club. Seeing her terrified reaction I relaxed that smile of hers seeming to have just been in my imagination. I moved out towards her my steps slow and careful as I didn't want to slip on the blood covered ground, I raised my hands up palm towards her as I tried to appear as harmless possible " Hi my name is Zackiel Aesir I'm not going to hurt you I don't know what happened here but I just woke up right over there" I said trying to keep my voice as even as possible in an effort not to scare her of "Do you know what happened here?". I questioned trying to keep my tone as gentle as possible as her eyes seemed to tremble her eyes focused on my every move as I moved closer and closer to her. When there was barely any distance between me and her she spoke fumbling through her words "I...I I don't know what happened here either you, you just saw me wake up but I seem to remember one thing" . With the possibility of possible details of what just occurred I moved towards her quicker landing myself only a few steps away from her I questioned with a hopefully concerned tone "What, what do you remember". "I" she stuttered her forehead scrunching up as she tried to concentrate her face strikingly beautiful despite the blood covering her from head to toe"I remember, I remember" her face suddenly abruptly relaxed "To thank my dinner before I eat" with those words her eyes changed becoming nothing but blood red with no pupil and iris showing her teeth elongated becoming long and sharp. Her cutely painted pink fingernails suddenly elongated and sharpened as she rushed towards me a true nightmare of death she was on me in seconds pinning me to the ground so hard I felt my right arm snap with the force she put me down with her claws pushing through my skin carving their way into my body with an absolutely terrifying smile her hair now pure white no longer the strawberry blonde from before framed the ghastly face of the petite monstrosity that loomed over me "So thanks for the meal" she crooned her voice soft and adorable a terrifying contrast to the terrifying face that loomed over me. I looked up in pure terror and confusion what the fuck, what the fuck was she what was she about to do to me and then she bought her teeth down on my jugular her fangs easily punching through my skin tearing them apart as easily as one would slice of toast. Pain like I had never felt before raced through and intermingled with the uncontained fiery waves of agony was lust pure uncontrollable lust i clutched the blood monstrosity above me rubbing myself all over her in a frenzy as she drained me dry. She responded reaching down to unbuckled my pants. In some hazy part of my brain I felt absolute horror and disgust why the flying fuck was I attracted to this beast above me I questioned myself but as she drank more and more my conscious mind faded until all I was, was a dying beast of lust going completely out of control as I slipped closer and closer to death. We moved together in a vapid frenzy rolling in pools of blood and on and of the bloody remains of the people who once were, her raw strength leading her to break bone after bone in my body causing my voice to leak out in pain and pleasure my soul crying out at the horror that was occurring as she took me for all I had. In the midst of our frenzy of horror, passion and blood a deep voice rolled in the club "Well then thank you for the meal" then in a flash she was violently ripped of me. She was thrown of me so hard she took out bits of meat and skin, my meat and skin as a dark and violent blur took her slamming her away from me and my range of sight leaving with me nothing but sounds of violent growls and shrieks as a death match of unknown origin kicked of somewhere around me. I didn't care tho as i passed away in a rising pool of my own blood all I cared about was that the torture was over and that devil bitch was off me and as I faded away into the cool embrace of darkness my final thought was "Now if only my erection would go away maybe I could die with some dignity".