Vampires Lurking

Author’s Note: Didi Oviatt’s new WIP writing challenge is up and this time the subject matter is………Vampires Lurking!

Let’s see it writers!!  Using the characters from your WIP that you already love so much, write a scene with Vampires Lurking! (or any of your works, really, whatever characters you think will fit the prompt best!)

So, here is my first take on it.

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Ambrose slouched against the Cheap DillyDally’s store front. He folded his arms across his chest and watched the people passing by. He sniffed the air from time to time, but the only scent worth noting was mustard seed and hemlock. And that was not a scent he wanted in his mouth.

“Can’t start a fire.” he sang softly. “Can’t start a fire without a spark. This gun’s for hire, even if we’re just dancing in the dark.”

He snapped to attention as a strawberries and cream scent drifted his way. “Now, that is more like it.” He unfolded his arms and followed the scent.

******

Robin sat in the back corner booth at The Rye Is Dry, But The Ale Is Hot pub. It was his usual place, usual time. Especially when there was nothing out on the streets worth biting.

He slumped forward and tapped his claws on the table top. “Shoulda had Isellta come with, but I darn well chickened out. Didn’t want him to see me like that.” He spread his hands on top of each other and rested his chin on them. “Don’t want him to see me as no freakin’ monster.”

Robin smiled despite his hunger. “Darn stupid fey’ll come runnin’ if I call his name.”

I wanna call him. Wanna see him just poof! appear just like that. Don’t like bein’ separated from him. Scared he’ll leave me again. Don’t want him to leave me again.

The waitress stopped at his table. “Hey there, handsome!”

Robin perked his head up as he recognized her voice….and her powdered sugar scent.

She smiled at him. “What’ll it be, captain? Your usual or do you want something a little less red?”

Robin licked his lips. “My usual. Duh.”

“Coming right up!”

*****

Ambrose followed the scent at a calm steady pace. As long as they didn’t jump into a car and drive away, he’d find them. Besides, he knew from years of practice that running through a crowd was the worst possible way to catch prey. One had to be calm. Even though his stomach was growling, Ambrose stayed calm.

He followed the scent.

****

The waitress offered Robin her wrist. “Or were you going to aim higher today?”

Robin licked his lips again and shook his head. “Ain’t wantin’ to acc’dently kill you or change you.”

She waited with her arm held out to him.

“Just wrist this time.”

****

Ambrose found her.

She sat alone on a park bench, rummaging fiercely through her purse and muttering to herself. The scent of strawberries and cream was thick and decadent.

Ambrose was certain if he had a spoon he could have scooped it out of the air and the scent would have sat heavy on the utensil like the best kind of ice-cream. He approached her. “Hello.” His voice was warm and dark and inviting.

She stopped her rummaging and raised her head.

He smiled. “You look very frazzled.”

“Oh, you have no idea! So many stupid things have happened today. I’ve done so many things wrong. I’ve made so many bad choices.”

He chuckled. “Well? How about you make one more?”

She gave him a wary look. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

****

Robin pulled up her sleeve.

If ‘sellta was here, would he get all jealous? I don’t know, but it sure seems like somethin’ worth gettin’ jealous all about.

Reverse the roles and I know I’d be jealous of him.

He sank his fangs into her skin….into that wonderful powdered sugar scent.

***

Ambrose bared his fangs.

“A vampire, huh?” She sighed. “That figures somehow.”

“So? What do you say? If you say no, okay. I’ll go find someone else to bite. There is always someone else to bite. But let me tell you this much:  You smell amazing.”

“I…”

“Yes. You smell amazing, like strawberries and cream.”

“Then, how come you aren’t rushing at me, if I smell all that good?”

He laughed softly. “Because I am not a mindless monster. I am not an animal. I am a man and I would like to give you a choice in the matter.”

***

The waitress hissed a breath between her teeth as Robin drank her blood.

It tastes so good. Robin thought. It feels so good in my mouth, in my throat, going down.

So freakin’ good…

***

Ambrose retracted his fangs. “What is your choice?”

A thoughtful expression came over her face. “I’ve made so many bad choices today and I’ll have to deal with the consequences tomorrow.” She silently thought it over.

Ambrose focused on his breathing. He focused on staying calm. He focused on not making that choice for her and diving at her neck.

He tried his best to not focus on his hunger and his growing impatience.

She stood. “Go ahead. Bite me.”

He swallowed hard as his gaze narrowed to her neck. “Where?”

She shrugged. “If you’re going to bite me, might as well go all out. Let’s make this a really bad choice: Neck.”

Ambrose didn’t waste time with any more questions.

The conversation was over.

***

Robin released her hand. “Thanks.”

She winked at him. “Any time, captain.”

As she walked away, Robin projected his thoughts all the way back home,  ‘sellta!

He didn’t need to say more than that.

Isellta appeared at his side.

Robin smiled up at him. “Hey.”

Isellta smiled and flapped his wings. “Robin.”

“Come on. Have a seat.” Robin scooted down the booth. Isellta eagerly moved in right next to him. “You had anythin’ to eat?”

Isellta shook his head. “I was too worried about you.”

Robin lovingly stroked his face. “You dumb stupid fey.”

Isellta leaned his head against him.

Robin pretty much melted. He kissed the fey’s head. “Love you.”

***

Ambrose stopped before he could go into a blood high. He kissed her neck and whispered, “Thank you.”

She rubbed her neck. “I’m alive. I’m…not a vampire?”

“Trust me. If I had changed you, you would know.” He thought about going home to Barbara. He could have sworn that his soul lit up like Christmas tree. “I have to leave. Good-bye.”

He ran all the way back home.

And Barbara was there on the front porch, waiting for him.

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7 thoughts on “Vampires Lurking

    1. Thank you! As soon as I saw that the challenge title was Vampires Lurking, I had a mental image of Robin and Isellta at the pub and Ambrose lurking out on the streets. I couldn’t wait to write it to see what would happen. 😂

      I almost included Raven, but that would have made the story too long/complicated. Plus, I enjoyed flipping between just the two of them.

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