Excerpts from Vampyre 2000: Ill of the Dead, available in August of 2011.
The stranger pushed open the doors and stepped out onto the patio, he too was relieved that no one else was sitting out there. Noticing Rita sitting alone, he nodded politely as he passed the table and continued on to Cornelius.
“Is she cool? She with you?”
“Yes, she is with me. Are we going to do business?”
“Yeah, alright. Let’s do this.”
“Would you mind if we did this somewhere else? I would be more comfortable if we didn’t do this in front of so many prying eyes.”
“Uh, yeah, sure. Actually, I’d prefer a little privacy too.”
“I’d like to make this quick, why don’t we go down to the water?”
“That works for me too.” agreed the man. He held out his arm and Cornelius quickly went down the steps to the rocky slope that met the water.
With his arms at his sides, he waited patiently while the stranger joined him.
“Ya know man, I’m not in the habit of doing this. I’ve only got a little left, just enough for myself really, but I’ll let you have it. Ya see, I like you, I don’t know what it is about you, but I like you.” He reached into his front pocket and pulled out a small white envelope, “So, I’m willing to part with this, for a price.”
“Certainly and how much do I owe you for that?”
“All of it. Ya see, I like that big wad of cash ya got there too.”
“Yes, naturally I assumed that you were interested in that. You were very transparent about your intent.” Cornelius quickly glanced over the man’s shoulder, Rita had joined the two and was standing a few feet behind him. After turning back to Cornelius, he put his head down for a moment and shook his head.
“Just what the hell you think you’re doin’ man? You better tell your lady friend to back off before she gets hurt.” he demanded. The time had come upon him to act, after hearing what the man had said Cornelius was finished playing around.
In the blink of an eye, Cornelius was standing toe to toe with him. Before he even knew it, Cornelius had tightly wrapped his fingers around the man’s neck and lifted him into the air. Struggling against Cornelius’ hold, he tried to speak, but he could only choke as Cornelius was completely crushing his neck.
“You won’t be hurting anyone tonight, my friend. You see you weren’t the only one with ulterior motives. Let it be known that I will be in your debt because you do possess something that I need, something that we need.” The man’s struggling began to lighten as he was suffocating, soon he would be unconscious. Cornelius lowered the man and put his feet back on the ground, he wasted no time in burying his fangs into the other side of the man’s neck. At this point, the man was barely conscious and there was no longer any struggle from him at all. Cornelius held the man with one hand and pressed his face deeply into the fleshy part of his neck. The stranger’s blood was pouring down his chest and was soaking his clothing; Cornelius had ripped open a gash in his neck. He was greedily satisfying his hunger, but he remembered that he could not finish this man. This kill tonight was for his beloved Rita and so he withdrew. Reaching down and grabbing the man’s shirt, Cornelius wiped his mouth and chin, he looked toward Rita and said,
“Rita, come. He is for you, you must finish him.” Rita was paralyzed from fear and disgust. For the first time in her life she was witnessing a violent and bloody attack and it was unlike anything that she might have ever imagined. This was real, it wasn’t a scene on television or something from a horror movie. Actually watching Cornelius’ fangs pierce the man’s skin, hearing them tear through his flesh, seeing Cornelius swallowing his blood and then looking at her with a mouth wet with blood as it dripped from his chin utterly sickened her.
“Cornelius, I can’t.”
“But this is why we are here…what we came for.” he said holding up the man and waiting for her. “You must, you need to feed.”
“I’m sorry Cornelius, I really can’t do it.” Rita said. Cornelius stood there motionless for a moment and he could see by the terrified look on Rita’s face that she was serious. She was not ready and Cornelius was more than disappointed. All of this, this entire evening was orchestrated for her. But at the moment, Cornelius decided to redirect his attention and focus on a more important matter at hand; a man lying in his arms dying from a vampire attack. If this man were left unattended and subsequently died, Cornelius would bring another vampire into being. To him, that was out of the question and was not an option. He had no intention of creating another ever again, especially by mistake. There was absolutely no choice in the matter over what he now had to do. With Rita unwilling or unable to feed upon this man and finish him, Cornelius would have to do it and quickly. It was something that he’d had to do a thousand times before. With no time to waste, Cornelius turned away from Rita and once again buried his face into the man’s neck. This time he had every intention of feeding from this man until he was dead. Rita stood behind quietly and watched for what seemed to be an eternity. She could hear the stranger’s heart beating slower and slower, until it finally stopped. Cornelius had finished; this poor man was dead and he would never be coming back.
10:55pm, Rita had plenty of time, but the night would slip away from her if she didn't get something started soon. Rita looked up from her wrist and was startled once again. Standing directly in front of her and staring at her curiously was a familiar face.
"Come with me, I think you will be very interested in what I have to show you." Cornelius looked at her softly and added, "Trust me."