Vamp Huntress Hunted - Mariana Mendoza (parable of the sower read online .TXT) 📗

with me and when the witches are done, we’re heading out and finding Kira, understood?”
“ Yes, sire.” hay all chorused.
I nodded and began to pace back and forward one again.
About half an hour later, a witch came up to me. Kass quickly stepped forward from behind me.
“ We’ve found the location. Apparently, she’s been taken to a downtown basement in new york.” the petite witch said.
I nodded and thanked her. The Ghost was going to pay for everything she was putting me through and Kira will never leave my side for a century the next time she even tried to leave with an enemy. Because now, no matter what, Kira would never be able to hide or escape from me. After calling the NY vampire boss, I turned around to see the top ten lined up and ready.
“ We’re going to run to New York because we’re obviously faster than any car. It’ll take us about half an hour to get there if we don’t stop so grab blood bags and head out.”
And as I ran all I could do was hope that my girl was okay.

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“ You just had to be AB-neg, didn’t you Ami?” I whispered to her from far away. She was still by the now closed door and on the floor. I felt myself slowly giving in to the hunger I had.
“ Hey don’t be blaming me for my blood type. Blame my mama and my daddy for that. And who the hell told you be a damn vampire?” she retorted. She had a point. Like hell I would let her have the last word.
“ I had no choice. I like life too much. And besides, I’m trying not to drink your blood because its probably poisoned or infected with all those diseases in the world.”
“ Kira, don’t you dare say I have the bitch disease,” She warned me, a little angry, “ besides, I probably have the SO virus.”
“ SO virus?” I asked, confused.
“ Yeah, you know, the sex obsessed virus. I say virus because its contagious and you have it by now from all those years spending together.”
“ You know, I’m reconsidering you being m friend right now. This isn’t funny.” I sigh out.
“ Right, like you’ll ever do that. You love me too much to even try and choke me.”
Crapola with minced shit, she was right. Now I remembered why I could never really win any fight with her.
“ Oh, never mind, just get up.” I huffed out.
My throat kept getting dry every time I heard my best friend’s heart beat. My thought began to concentrate on the blood that that beautiful heart was flowing to her body. I wanted it so bad like a druggie needed the cocaine or meth or whatever they used these days. Great I was a blood crackie person. I shook my head, trying to get my thoughts to instead concentrate on our conversation.
“ Ami, did they give you any type of weapons?” I asked her.
Ami nodded stiffly. I stared at her for a while, trying to sense her emotions and see how bad they had really treated her. What I saw wasn’t actually bad but it wasn’t exactly good either.
Ami looked to be well fed. Too well fed and she only had some scrapes and bruises that they must have done to either get her here or to tempt me to bite her. Her clothes were a little dirty and ripped up and from what I could smell was that they hadn’t touched her but she was soaked in both dry and new sweat. Her breath was a little shallow but that must be because she might be a little thirsty and afraid of me. And then Ami swallowed.
It was a big mistake on my part because it made me think of her sweet smelling blood. It killed me a little that I was actually thinking of my best friend’s blood as a strawberry smoothie.
“ Yeah,” Ami said, pushing my thoughts back to reality, “ they gave me a knife and a sharp stick which I’m guessing is a stakey thingy? Wow, we’re totally screwed. You’re a tired vampire that needs blood right about now and I’m the snack that is too tired to move and getting sleepy every moment.”
“ Yeah.” I sighed.
I couldn’t let this mystery dude win or get to me by tempting me with Ami’s blood. Ami yawned, making me worry. If Ami fell asleep right about now, I might bight her without her having a chance to even defend herself against me. Thought of me drinking her blood just creeped me the hell out. It brought back the memories of my vampire attack and how I was hopeless against the bag of douche perv with mental breath issues. I didn’t want Ami to be like me and ruin her life.
I closed my eyes and began and tried to crawl into myself but that was impossible. Unlike most newbies who could do it in a flash, I had a little trouble a little. But something that I was good at that others weren’t was that I could convince myself for a long time that I don’t to feed. This skill is, how sire had put it, rare even among the oldest vampires. It was a good thing that my body could secretly feed off of energy around me and could block the energy that I didn’t want to feed off of.
I concentrated into my thoughts and began my mantra.
I don’t need blood. I don’t need blood. Feed off the non-living. Feed off the non-living.

I then added a little of my mantra that allowed me to specify on what I couldn’t feed on or off of.
Not Ami, Not Ami. Not Ami. NOT AMI

I kept repeating these words for a few more seconds until I began to feel myself feeding off of potential energy from non-living, and a little of non-living moving things from outside. I felt myself getting a little stronger little by little.
I suddenly mostly stopped thinking about Ami’s blood and slowly my fangs began to retract little by little.
I let my breath I didn’t know I was holding out and began to slowly stand up.
“ Finally couldn’t take it? Finally gave up Kira?” the guy asked.
I said nothing and just focused on staying up until I had enough energy to walk. Once I had, I slowly walked to Ami’s body on the floor?
“ Oh, damn, does that mean I have to stake you?… I really like your shirt and… I want to keep it but a blood stain… or a whole in the chest won’t… really be my type of thing to wear… Well, maybe it is but…. Fuck all mighty, Kira… please don’t make me kill you.” she huffed out, yawning in some places of her speech. My lips twitched up for a moment before I went back to my bored, lazy, and tired as heck face.
“ You won’t have to, crazy Ami,” I say, lifting her up into my arms. I began to walk into the farthest corner, away from the door, “ I promise I won’t drink you like hot chocolate or even eat you. I don’t like human meat, too weird tasting. So go back to sleep. I’ll protect you.” I whisper to her.
Ami manages a smirk before she yawns one final time and then snoozes off to sleep. Lucky bitch, she actually gets the chance to zone out on this part of nightmare down pervy street lane. I lay her down slowly and gently down to the corner I chose for her.
“ Wow, you really can control your urges. But can you fight and defend while you’re in that weak stage of yours?” the guy asks.
I turn around and who I see doesn’t really surprise me.
“ Payback’s a bitch, ain’t it?” Ghost says.
“ Pretty much, yeah, wanna know why?” I ask her. She crosses her arms and takes a step towards me, nodding.
“ Because you’re probably really going to regret for hurting my best friend. You have no idea how powerful I can be when it comes to protecting what is mine and the things I care about.” I tell her.
“ Well”
“ Well” I agree.
She pauses for a moment and then smiles at me, slowly getting into a fighting position.
“ Lets see how much of those words are true.”

About damn time

Ghosty girl slowly walked towards me. She was halfway to me before she stopped. I turned to face her, a micro smile in my face.
“ I find nothing in this situation funny so why are you amused, Kira?” she demanded of me.
I took in her outfit one more time to make sure that I wasn’t getting anything wrong. She was black spandex leather pants and a black tank top with white high heels. She wore no jewelry or any weapons that I could see. In short, she was walking naked into a very dangerous predator’s den. Thats when I smirked.
“ Sorry, did I miss a joke?” she asked me, placing her hands on her hips.
“ Nothing you’d like to hear but if you insist. I was laughing that you look like a black and white bunny.” I told her.
“ Excuse me?”
“ You heard me, diseased bitch who works with a pervy bag of douche that shows signs of pussyitis,” I paused, frowning. I really had to find a way to shorten my insults, “ Like I said, you look like a black and white innocent bunny that is as weak as she looks.” I murmur.
That was all it took for her to snap.
She leaped from where she was and was looking as if she wanted to kick me in the face. The sad thing about this was that she wasn’t as fast as I was, which kind of left her with a big disadvantaged. Once she was close to kicking me, I did the fastest turn around and bent down and lifted my leg up to kick her own legs away from me. She went flying and slammed to a wall. The wall sanded a little, making me smile. Now I only needed a few more minutes.
She raced to me the moment her feet touched the ground. Once she was about to punch me, I went in for a defensive block. I quickly turned around to see where Ami was when I finally realized she was going to try and push me her way so Ami would get hurt in the process.
I stand my ground and quickly cross my arms. She punches where my arms meet, taking the