[Disclaimer: This is an alternate universe, and any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental. I need to avoid having some government agency knock on my door. Also, this is fiction.]
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Night...
The full moon rose high in the starless sky, with black clouds moving slowly.
In the darkness of the night, a man dressed in a suit walked through the lonely streets of New York, which were dimly lit by neon lights.
The person walking through these lonely streets was Lucien, a recent college graduate who worked 12 hours a day for a miserable salary of $500 a month. As someone who had just obtained his diploma, he had to accept the unfair contract offered by the company because he lacked the damn "years of experience" they required.
It was either that... or starve to death.
Lucien had no one; his father was a damn alcoholic and drug addict who was behind bars after being caught in a raid, and his mother was in the hospital.
He had to grow up alone, without a family or any kind of social life. To make matters worse, as if that weren’t enough misfortune, he suffered from a strange condition: Black Blood...
"And to top it all off, that pig... made me work overtime, knowing that I work 12 damn hours for a measly $500 salary!" Lucien kicked a trash can in anger.
Yes, today his boss made him work overtime with the splendid excuse that he had an "important commitment," which was clearly a lie. That damn pig was going to a hotel with one of his coworkers who thinks she’s unattainable, when half her body is made of silicone.
"Sigh... I wish I had socialized more with my classmates, and not looked like a damn emo, isolating myself from everyone." Lucien shook his head with a slight ironic smile, since there’s no point crying over spilled milk.
He continued walking toward his small rented apartment measuring 5.1 square meters, lost in his thoughts, occasionally cursing the pig who is his boss.
Until he heard voices nearby. And no, it wasn’t his conscience reminding him that he had to pay the rent.
"Are you sure that’s the cattle you talk so much about?"
"Yes, can’t you smell the rich aroma it gives off?"
"Getting cattle of this quality is almost impossible these days."
Lucien turned quickly, but saw nothing; several question marks appeared above his head.
’Could it be that being exploited at that company is driving me crazy?’ He shook his head gently and continued walking.
Just then, he began to feel his vision darken and his body lose strength.
’Shit...’
That was his last thought before everything went completely dark.
Soon, four figures appeared beside Lucien’s unconscious body.
"Fufufu~ This is unexpected."
"Wow, this is a surprise. I didn’t expect it to suddenly turn around."
"It has good senses despite being livestock."
"Take it and let’s go before bugs show up and interrupt our dinner."
The four figures nodded, picked up Lucien, and disappeared into the darkness.
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In an abandoned building...
"Are you sure about this?" asked a woman’s voice that sounded quite uncertain.
"Yes, it’s a waste to kill him, and you know it, when you only tasted a little of his blood, you were like bitches in heat." A woman with white hair and black eyes spoke in an amused tone.
The silence of the other three made her smile even more.
"Besides, if we turn him into a slave, we can drink his blood for all eternity." A big predatory smile spread across her lips.
The woman with black and white hair bit her finger with a sharp fang. A crimson drop fell onto Lucien’s half-open lips. On the floor, red lines began to draw a magic circle.
When the magic circle formed beneath Lucien, the woman sat on top of him, sniffed his neck, and bit him hard.
After a few seconds, she pulled away, black blood dripping from her lip. "Done," she said with a satisfied smile.
Lucien’s body began to convulse violently as the magic circle began to spin on the floor. And the wounds on his neck regenerated at an incredible speed.
When Lucien stopped convulsing and the magic circle disappeared from the ground.
The white-haired woman with black hair said with a smile. "Success!"
Suddenly, Lucien sat up as if defying gravity. His green eyes turned blood red. In one swift movement, he embraced the woman and sank his fangs into her neck.
"Ahh~!"
Lucien finishes biting her neck, and his eyes, glowing bright red, fixate on the other three women in the room. He lunges at them, biting their necks.
"Ahh~!"
"Ahh~!"
"Ahh~!"
After drinking from them too, Lucien’s eyes closed, and he fell heavily to the floor. The three women, shocked, touched their necks with expressions of horror that soon turned to fury.
"Damn it!" One of them stomped on the ground in anger, which cracked like a spider web, and stormed off.
"Damn it! This is all your fault. If we had just used it for food, none of this would have happened. Take care of him!" The other one also left the scene with her hand on her neck and her eyes shining brightly.
"That’s really unexpected... Take care of it, and to think that I would end up getting involved in something so problematic." The last one crossed the wall, sighing as she left the place.
The woman with white hair and black eyes was left alone in the abandoned building... and suddenly.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" She stomped hard on the floor, causing much of the place to shake, while her eyes glowed red with blood.
Suddenly, she stood still, staring at Lucien’s unconscious body.
Her anger suddenly faded... and in its place appeared a loving smile.
"You are mine... for all eternity."
The echo of her laughter filled the empty building as Lucien lay unconscious, oblivious to the fate he had just sealed.