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woman. She crumpled to the floor and I turned my attention to the male. Unceremoniously I grabbed him from behind and crunched my teeth into the flesh of his neck.
    As the lady stirred I sped to her, with one hand behind her back, I lifted her to me, her hair was left to dangle in the breeze and her arms fell limply down. With my other hand I began to trace the outline of her form, from the curve of her nose and soft lips, over the bump of her breast and down the slimness of her waist to the fullness of her hip and I was taken.
    I pulled her close to me and let my teeth sink delicately into the skin of her neck, she stiffened her body against my attack and grabbed hold of my arm. It only excited me more.
    As I was draining her body I could feel her strength weaken, I felt her heart slowing, she was dying in my arms and it thrilled me.
    But suddenly I pulled away from her, she was limp and so very pale and in that moment I saw Diana.
    Gently I lay her on the ground and I did to her what had been done to me those many years before. Gnawing into my own flesh until I could taste my own sweet blood I then forced my wrist into her mouth. I felt the pulling on my skin as she strengthened her grip, which grew more powerful with each gulp.
    There was regret. When I saw her lying there in pain, her body changing before me, I couldn't believe what I had done.
    Whatever her mortal name was I didn't care to know. Perhaps it was because of my actions that I named her so. Lucretia , I whispered into the air and instantly she opened her eyes. Her eyes that had now changed to a shade of burgundy, more so than my own and she looked to me as a child to a father. I would not disappoint.
     
    She was the first and only dark child I was to create. My beautiful dark child, my angel of death. I was the master, she the student and such things did I teach her. Such bad, terrible things I was to show her and make her do.
    We did such...unimaginable things , but those were some of the best years of my immortal life.
    It was she that gave me my name, my name as she saw it. For it was true, I came from chaos, I created chaos wherever I went and inflicted it on those around me.   
    We went from place to place, country to country, leaving masses of bodies in every town. We terrified the locals, set fire to churches, broke into banks and stole whatever we wanted.
    In the beginning , we both enjoyed it. You can never know the sweet seduction of mortal blood, the exhilaration of the chase, of sinking ones teeth into sensuous mortal flesh, unless you are one of us. That was something we shared, the thirsting, needing and the wanting, this was what kept us together so long.
    Ah how wonderful it is to taste someone young. The beautiful always please me most. Their skin is supple, the blood flows so strongly around their divine frames.
    Oh to be with a young attractive female or male, rippling muscles that quiver with my touch. I worship them, undress them carefully, caress their flesh and gently stroke the hair, how easy it is to control them.
    I liked to keep them, just for the night. Well, sometimes more but I was not like that beast who created me. No, I treated my victims well, I sometimes fed and bathed them. I have even been known to take them to dinner and let them feast well, buy them new clothes. I find they always taste better with a full stomach.
    Lucretia said it was a cruel game that I played on them. She would call me a snob and laugh at me because I could never drink from a dirty human. Perhaps she was right, I can be quite finicky at times. But then again, I do like my games.
    Honestly, I did enjoy tormenting them, the men and women I would find. They would think me the kindest stranger. It excited me to think they believed every word I said when my motives were oh so sinister.
    And yes if I had a hotel room or was boarding somewhere, I would take them there. I would keep them there, lay with their succulent selves and gorge myself upon them. It