The night was wonderful.
The town full of music the bars full and the conversation loud.
I found in all the noise a voice calling out to me.
A single voice.
The sound clear as if they whispered in my ear.
We will meet in time.
We will meet when the hour is in the witching phase.
And then you will tremble at my touch.
Confusion caught me as I looked around from where this voice came.
She touched me on my arm and said softly she’s one of us.
A creature with powers few know.
I created her 500 years ago.
Nasty in her needs.
She feeds on the half dead those that have been bitten but not changed.
You will need them in time my love.
They will do your bidding when the living know your near.
So here tonight you must learn and understand all that I teach you.
Here is where you learn to understand your powers,
and the fear they have of you.
Its important they never find out who you are.
The clumsy ones that leave a trail will die.
You must learn to kill and then hide your victim.
We will travel many roads tonight my love.
I have lived a long long life my wisdom will be yours.
But now you will learn how to bite and how to drink.
These are the tools that will be your sword.
You need no weapon other than your mind.
No man can match your mind so guard your thoughts with care.
A clear mind can’t be read.
A virgin comes can you smell the passion drifting in the air?
She’s ready for a mate her perfume drifts like fire.