I Lied

I didn't go to Japan. Just went to sleep. I can't tell you where I slept, but the sounds of fireworks woke me. New Year's Eve. Master would have let me sleep forever if he had it his way. But I woke, and I am hungry. Watch out!

Roll 'Em Out!!!

It is time to move on. The witch we have been concerned about has moved into our town. We had fled her awhile back after her constant attempts to control/manipulate us became too much to bare. Now we have real evidence that she has bored of her resent victimizes and has decided to come at us again.

It think our mistake was not moving far enough away. We won't make that mistake again. As much as we love our view of the Atlantic Ocean, we are looking to the Pacific coast. Or Japan, I like Japan.

If This is my last entry, you know why.......

I am nearing my end. If I don't feed soon, I will be a dead vampire.

You may ask, "Aren't you already dead?"

Good question, glad you asked.

Yes, I am dead. But my body keeps moving and my soul lingers. Soon that will no longer be the case.

Plus, there are rumors of an impending visit to our area from a REAL wicked witch. In fact, THE witch. The one that caused so much destruction in our lives that we moved sooner than we had planned. Her spells bring agony to all, so, yea we will on covert operations for the next few days. In addition, she has joined forces with the witch that spawned her so their spectrum of disorder will be greater. Our intelligence tells us they will simply be here for a vacation. These two have already been warned by higher powers to not have contact with other-kind. We will see.

Now more than ever, I need to FEED!!! I cannot combat this raw evil without the strength of blood. I realize most would say we are the evil ones. However physically and spiritually speaking, our cosmic footprint [to coin a phrase] is slight compared to the willful destruction that falls in their wake.

If this is my last entry, you know why. Find our kind and let them know. Be careful. These two are not to taken lightly.

Amouz-Bouche

That's all I ask. A taste.

I smell you!

You think by putting on perfume or hiding behind the stench of body odor I won't smell you, you're wrong. I smell you. Your thick, delicious, nutritious blood coursing through those wicked veins tease my senses to no end. Beyond hunger, after starvation, well into wasting into nothing is were I smell you. Nothing but blood.... Truly, it's all I see, hear, smell, and oh my...if only I could taste it! I get so jealous of the characters in my movie collection, in the books I read, as I stare lustily at my master. When? I have turned a shade of purple that has become noticeable to humans. My sunglasses are to keep out far more than light. I am terrifying to behold now. And tonight we will be out in and among hundreds of tourists, I feel like..... Fear for us all.

Blood on the fang? No....not yet...

I am so angry I am having trouble focusing...

Master
humans
myself
humans
hunger
witches

I still haven't fed. If he would let me feed, I would recover quicker from my burning. But NO. My master clearly has fed and without me. My patience is at an end. that's it. I am going to feed. I don't know how or when, but I will. After all, he feels he can, why can't I? I'll tell you why, I don't cheat. I don't feed without his permission. I don't have relations with anyone but my master. I don't betray him. That's just a fact. I fuss and fume. I rattle my cage with a rage that boils deep inside me. I feel like I am going to explode. I catch myself "chewing" on myself. Yes. Okay, you do better. You walk around hearing human's hearts pumping that delicious life-giving juice that, if you were allowed to enjoy, would not only bring back your strength, beauty and drive but as you know bring an overwhelming release....try going without for so long that you wonder if you are still on this planet. You watch as everyone else around you eats/drinks to their hearts content while you sit on your hands, powerless. I am a monster, damn it! Why do I feel like a f^cking rabbit????? And where do the stinking witches come from? I realize they can sense our powers.... and their desire is to enslave a vampire master..... I want to drain them all.

Yes, My Trip Has Been Delayed

As with most of my bodily experiences on this planet, my plans are not what will actually happen. I had my trip figured out when I saw that stupid commercial for the sunscreen. But even before that, Master had doubts as to whether a trip during summer was a good idea. We normally go into a sort of hibernation so our chance of exposure is minimized. Usually that involves only going out for work (although I was laid off last summer...I keep hoping they will do that again. I am so tired of working for humans I could strike!) and hanging out in our top floor condo facing the ocean. We have thick dark drapes that keep that damned ball of gas from shining in, but in the evenings we enjoy watching the moon rise over the ocean, beautiful.

You may have noticed that I haven't mentioned my master much lately. I am angry at him. Not in the oh you left the refrigerator door open and my bag of juice spoiled mad, I am angry. He hasn't allowed me to feed in months now, but I see stains on the corner of his mouth. There is a churning deep inside...I feel his breaking from me ever since we hadn't performed our ceremony. Just when I think I cannot handle going without feeding, being pushed to my limit....

OH, and it feel like 95 degrees to humans, but I am chilled to the bone. I NEED TO FEED!!! [sigh] My flesh is ice cold to the touch, what blood is still running through my veins is purple, sluggish and void of life-force.