5 Chapter 05 - Moral

After three days of traveling together, I got to know my companions. Henrique is a quiet guy most of the time. But it's just his way of being, he's always ready to give you a hint or talk a little about the past when we ask him something.

I learned a lot from him in these three days, ways to act around humans for example, how to avoid entering territories where members of our race have established fixed residence among other things.

Jenna, unlike Henrique, is a cheerful girl who, although she claims to be nineteen, is already in this world and drinking blood for over fifty years.

Not that I'm going to question the age of a beautiful lady, and Jenna is really beautiful, with her 1.57 and athletic build she's the kind of girl who catches eyes wherever she wants her to go.

Sometimes in the middle of our conversations I'm enjoying the sight of her beautiful body, which is made even more interesting by the fact that it seems to please you, as she always manages to get into my field of vision.

One interesting thing about me is that I've changed a lot since I was captured and went through that ritual.

Before I was a slender young man about six feet tall, with short light blond hair and typical blue eyes, though I couldn't be considered handsome.

Just a normal guy, if anything ever stood out in me, it was my height, now though.

The ritual seems to have stimulated something in my body, although I'm not a giant muscle guy, my body has come to a pretty impressive shape. With compact and well-defined muscles, they give the impression of a professional swimmer.

My demonic red eyes shine bringing a wicked charm, my face however is something else, if before I could be considered a normal guy. Now, I can guarantee that I am extremely handsome. I have nothing left to complain about in life.

Eternal life, super cute, and with cool powers. Finally, things are going well.

It took a week for the first of us to go hunting. Taking the opportunity, each of us headed in a different direction, I chose a small truck stop near the highway.

Watching for a victim that no one would miss, as Henrique taught me, I soon spotted a large, middle-aged man, probably an Ex. Convict, judging by the visible tattoo.

Leaning against an old Ford pickup, he watched a young woman working at the convenience store. The paternal look on her face gave me a sign that he was my prey. He would serve as food before he could cause any trouble for the girl inside.

As I watched he started to walk away towards a bench near an out-of-sight drinker, located near the back of the store the place was perfect for any couple naughty enough or anyone with nefarious ideas.

Thanks to this it was also the perfect place for me, my new friend sat on the bench and lit a cigarette while waiting, approaching me behind him, I stuck my stinger in his neck paralyzing him, with all done I dragged him away where I fed, and then I burned the body.

I'd rather never leave my victims' bodies, so they just counted as missing, never dead. Which gives me a better chance of going unnoticed.

Going to the meeting place we had established I noticed a small building on the side of the highway, the place was perfect, and I could smell Henrique inside.

Approaching out of pure curiosity, I looked through a crack in a window on the side of the building. Henrique was totally immersed in feeding a young girl, the problem is that she had not even reached adolescence.

At that moment the fury boiled under my skin, destroying the window I entered the building, attracting the attention of Henrique, when he recognized me he showed a look of curiosity for a moment.

In the next moment, his gaze turned to terror as I fired my stinger with my right hand, forcing him to jump to the side. Looking at the stinger impaled where he had been before, he didn't notice my second stinger released from his left hand, until it was buried in his ribs, and with a strong tug I dragged him towards me.

The moment he was within range of my attack, I held him by the neck with my right hand while removing the stinger from his rib he tried to attack me, my venom however ensured that this would not happen.

Looking into his eyes, I stabbed my stinger in his chest and wished a spark of my hellfire would ignite. A few seconds later all that was left was the ashes of what was once my traveling companion Henrique.

I admit that I am a monster, I became one the night I was put into that ritual. But if there's one thing I'll never accept, it's someone attacking a child. Even if it's someone I know, it will burn.

Looking at the poor dead girl in front of me, I feel an ache tighten in my chest. Unfortunately, for a moment I find myself unable to cry, yet the silent pain makes it all the worse.

Hearing sounds of footsteps, I look back, Jenna is there leaning against the door of the building while she looks at what's left of Henrique, she probably came here following our scent.

I point to the dead child, everything she gives me and a slight smile and nod of understanding, certain things don't need to be said.

Looking again through the wound on the girl's neck, I walk to the window I broke, picking up a piece of broken glass, I go to her and stick it where the fang marks are.

Normally I would have destroyed a body like I did with my meal. This poor girl however deserves a decent burial. Picking up her body, I run for a few moments and leave her body in front of a silent church.

With everything resolved it's time to get out of here, tonight taught me something very important. Despite being a monster. I'm still a monster with morals.

Jenna accompanied me for a few more days of travel before departing from me. Apparently she didn't agree with my attitude and was afraid I would kill her too.

Too bad I couldn't appreciate her beauty anymore, but better to be alone than to keep your guard up all the time.

And so I go on traveling alone, although I might change my plans a bit, so I can go to Canada so quickly, when I can tour the entire country first.