Blood Seeks-Chapter 4 The Cannibal Club

Unknown date,1985

I opened my eyes slowly.There were people standing around me in a large room.There was a great assortment of them to,some looked poor while others looked to be millionares.The first thing that caught my eye was the uniform they were all wearing.It looked like 17th century masked party attire.The second thing that caught my eye were the mounted heads on the walls.Those were what really caught my eye.
I looked at my feet and noticed that they were in ankle cuffs.There were no restrainers on my hands,only because I guess no one had ever escaped being on the menu of this little party planned in hell. With little resistance i shredded the cuffs to ribbons. Then I stood up to gain my footing and kill all of these freaks and reverse the party.
When the one who had caught me in the desert noticed me standing he shouted to the others. The look on thier faces was one similar to the one on the vampire hunters back in death valley,but with something of a...lack of fright. A huge man who appeared to be the host of this party snapped his fingers. This caught me by surprise.If I was a human and I saw someone do this I would have freaked and run!;but this human stood resolute.
The crowd parted,and guard rails came up out of the floors to create a little passage way between what was me and a large metal barred door.The door opened and a child with hand chains started to walk out.When she left the shadow i noticed that the child seemed to be more like a raith...and this frightened me.Her hair was prematurly grey,and her skin was white with cuts and most of her arms were blood stained.
What had made this child like this? I asked myself.Then I got my answer.She lifted her head and I saw blood on her mouth and her eyes looked like there was no soul there.She stripped her teeth at me like a dog revealing razor sharp dagors almost as sharp as mine.I returned the favor by grinning to show her the huge fangs i had in my ugly face.This scared her a little and I almost saw retreat.But then something more of a challenging beckon look came to her eyes and I knew she wanted to fight.I didnt eat children by choice,and killing this one would be hard.I made my choice.Quick,easy death.
I ran at her at full speed and she anticipated my move and countered it by jumping and flanking my left side.I then countered her by spinning in a hurricane like formation and ended up slashing her left arm off.She looked at me with complete puppy dog eyes,but still there was no civil soul there.I slashed again tearing her lungs out.
When I saw the true shock of injury in her eyes,I froze.There was nothing more I could do now but to break her neck,which was my final move.As I heard the crack I almost felt saddness,and emotion i hadnt felt since my last true friend had died by the hands of crusaders.All at once though,my killer instinct kicked in and I looked at the crowd.This is were it got fun.
I proceeded to slay every person in that room that I could catch,then rounded up the others and tied them up.I made them watch as i mounted all of thier friends on upside down crosses.Most were too dazed to relized what I had done and just stared blankly.But there was nothing more than fear in those lucid enough to see what was happening. I then proceeded to bring every cross out to the high way.There i hung the rest of the survivors on crosses next to thier cannibals friends.I waited for them all to die (and this didnt take long) then I put all of thier faces into looks of shock. When I was satisfied,I walked off into the desert looking for my next kill.....