Vampward struggles.

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Pairing: NA
Rating: K

I hear his thoughts, dirty and salacious, beyond anything I've heard before. Surely, he deserves to die. Has earned his fate.

I wait, patient. Planning. Extracting every second I can in order to detail my execution properly.

Once I resumed my normal diet, I was forced to think and plan. So much work. So much to hide.

I don't fear being caught. I fear going into a frenzy; draining the one bad man I want, then unintentionally slaying others who simply get in the way before I can recompose myself.

Monster.

Killer.

Me, or him?

We'll be equals in Hell.