<span style="font-style: italic">Looking at the time I realized that there were a couple of hours before dawn and I had a serious urge to feed, but I had a terrible feeling I was being watched, not physically, but a strange feeling around me in every direction.<br/><br/>Stopping my car outside a homeless shelter, I could see a body slumped down in an alley that runs down the side of the building. Turning off the engine I get out and scan the surrounding buildings for people, the feeling I had was even stronger now, so shutting my eyes I concentrate, trying hard to gain a clue from whence this feeling was coming.<br/><br/>It was someone tracking me, who? I didn't know, but what I did know is that is wasn't human trash, I had enough of their egotistical presence around me, they were only good for one thing, no not one but two things, food and using the females for my own desires.<br/><br/>I turn to look at the human fodder that was lain in the alleyway, I walk slowly towards it, my fangs grow in the anticipation at thought of the warmth of that lifeblood slowly hitting the back of my throat, my mouth begins to salivates and saliva drips from my fangs, I reach the side of the body covered in an old blanket, the smell is grotesque, I could hear the heart beating below those old bones.<br/><br/>I feel myself changing, slowly at first and then with a speed that even I was surprised, I guess it was because I had not fed for several days, but that feeling of being watched was distracting me, instead of playing with my food, I love the look of fear in my quarries eyes before I feed, not this time though I take one last look around before I dive into this meal, I didn't have enough time to do too much but straight kill it.<br/><br/>Ignoring the smell of this, this creature, ignoring the fact I was being watched or scanned, I bite deep into this food of the night, the impulse to do so was like almost as enjoyable as having sex, almost but not quite, nothing can beat that.<br/><br/>Rolling my eyes back in my head I could feel the warmth of the creatures life-force leaving it's body and trickling down my throat, the warmth flowing through my body releasing the strength within my shell, I can never explain to any human how this feeling feels, the life draining from this human trash to me, it's strength filling my every fibre of my body.<br/><br/>Lifting the corpse high in the air, I toss it aside into a large dumpster and walk back to my car just as I see the sky in the east begin to lighten.</span>