Cannibal?

Lucas has issued an order to seal all doors and windows of the area and all guards to remain alert of any movement. The sudden issuance caused the guests to be deeply terrified, completely unaware of the causes of Lucas' rage.

The terrified guests were now unwillingly held against their will to be locked in the room as they huddled together. None of the guests dared to make a single noise due to the frightening ambience. Supposedly Lucas should have been in a better mood considering he has somewhat satiate himself. They do, however, questioned the time length was much shorter compared to usual.

The aura surrounding Lucas was daunting although his facial expression shows no emotion. Those who are in charge of the event were now on edge. They much prefer him to be throwing fits rather than silence. Customarily the Blood Red Party has always ended in a good note. There was not much hassle and the probability of Lucas to be in a negative mood is very minute. However, there is always a first time. And that first time is; their security system has caused their downfall and they knew they had to pay for the price.

Lucas knew that Sara was already gone. He could not predict that she would be taken away right under his nose. None of the KEIs or KHCI members dared to defy him, let alone kidnap his toy. The likelihood of an insider is impossible. He was absolutely certain it was not from his kind or hers but he was still not satisfied. He does not know where to begin to search for his delicious plaything since he only has very little information of his enemy.

Out of frustration, he lunged towards the nearest woman he could grab and bite her neck. The woman moaned in pleasure and was delighted to be chosen. She thrust her body closer to him, to allow him to suck her blood more. The reactions of the observers who witness the drama unfolding in front of them were divided; one was of jealousy and the other was thrilled they did not become the next victim.

When he bit the woman, he cringed as he tried to figure what flavour her blood was. It was not as sweet like honey as Sara was. It tasted like a cheap sweets with a bit of plasticky flavour to it - very artificial. When she thrusted herself towards him, he gagged and immediately spat it out. "You're banned from participating the next Blood Red Party! Compensate her for her loss," Lucas demanded to the event manager.

The woman felt her face gone red and her eyes involuntarily shed some tears. She tried to muffle her sobs in fear she would offend Lucas. She was escorted to the other side of the room where the other staff tried to console her. "At least you were the first random person he chose out of the blue," one of the white-uniformed men persuaded and received nods of agreement from his colleagues.

But Lucas was still not appeased. He leaped to the other side of the room and grabbed another random woman who began to cry in happiness. The woman was excited for the experience she was about to receive. She stood coquettishly, trying to flirt with Lucas while patting her neck ready. He took a whiff of her and immediately slammed the table down with his fist.

'None of them taste like her, useless fools,' he thought to himself. Lucas does not have any handsome features but he is lean, fit and charismatic. Women – both vampires and human – throw themselves at him, hoping to be the wife everyone adores, the wife everyone envied about, the one who managed to steal the heart of the one feared by many.

Lucas is by no means the top of the top. There are still those above him but Lucas was the most desirable one of them all – the one with the bad boy image that most of the ladies wanted. Only Lucas would fool around with a human girl while the rest just needed them for replenishment.

To be invited to a Blood Red Party is the only way to be able to see them up close. The Party was the only opportunity for humans to stand out amongst the rest, hoping to be their chosen toy – an honoured title to the gentry.

Disappointed that none the guests' blood stood out, he stormed off the room feeling annoyed. He wanted to find her, starting from her flat but the presence of Sara's flatmate was enough for him to avoid the area. He threw a fit and smashed everything within his eyesight to the floor.

* * * * *

Sara's facial expression twisted as she wondered how to ask him without agitating him.

"I know you have a thousand questions but if it helps, I will only answer one and I mean it. So please find out what is it that you would really like to know?" says Sara's rescuer, as if he could read her mind.

Sara thought really hard but she cannot think things through now that she was on the spotlight. 'Do I want to know how I ended up here, do I want to know who he is or do I want to know about what will happen to me now?' She pondered and tried to weigh in which question would be beneficial for her at the moment.

After quite a long while determining which would be best, she had decided on her ONE question. "I would like to know what will happen to me now? If I am not dead, will I transform or something?"

"Good question," he answered with a sweet smile plastered on his face as though satisfied with her choices.

"There are no changes happening to you. You're not transforming to anything at all. You will still be you, that's for sure. It's just a bite. I think you watched a little too much movies to even come up with such ridiculousness?" He questioned her with amusement.

"I don't know, I just thought you know…" she answered and just shrugged as she was dumbfounded by his question.

"I mean, in all honesty, do you think you'll develop superhero skills if I were to dump radioactive chemicals on you?" he smirked playfully.

"Well, yeah…No! I mean, no - not really if you put it that way… But if I am not transforming at all…. Does that mean the man is…is… a cannibal????" The sudden realisation made her unconsciously raised her voice.

She has been contemplating the nature of that man between a vampire and a cannibal. Since movies has embedded in her that vampire bites will either kill you or transform into one, her immediate thoughts switched from vampires to cannibalism even though the man has kindly explained.

He burst out laughing at the silliness of her train of thoughts. "Honestly you, you are truly one of a kind! No. No… Definitely not! Oh wow, it's been a while since I have a good laugh but no, no one has gone that direction before. If they found out what you have said, I would love to be there! Ha ha!"

Sara was upset with his reaction. Purely because she was genuinely trying to figure things out but instead she felt ridiculed.

"You have to see from my point of view here. If someone is to bite you, do you think you're going to transform into anything at all?

He stopped halfway and tried to think a better example before he continued on, "If a child were to bite you, would you transform? No. If a mosquito were to bite you, would you transform? No, right? But then you had a so-called epiphany and immediately jumped to cannibalism. Don't you think that's a bit too extreme, your train of thoughts I mean?"

Now that he put it that way, Sara looked away in embarrassment and realised he was right. 'If only there is a hole I can hide myself into,' she thought as her face flushed red.

Unexpectedly, his hand touched her head lightly and comforted her, "Hey, it's okay. You just made my day."

And a gentle smile appears on his face made her heart skipped a beat. 

Not because she fancied him, but because somehow her heart knew something that her mind does not.