"FUCKING VC COVER NOW!" you her Mitchel shout out as you close the door.
"Sorry for waking you." you apologise to a sweaty and bear chested Mitchel as he opens the fridge.
"Don't you worry about it, it just happens some times, man it must be 50 years ago now, but it still happen we all back there in the jungle and he there, and then he starts picking us off on by one.
It's just weird, i'm mean Johnny is still alive, i waved him off the chopper and Eric wasn't even with me in nam at all.
why am i hunted by this man i've never met and not there others i've killed?
Why Nam and not Rhodesia ? " he mumbles some more as he starts raid the fridge
"So what happen to your arm?, dog bite you back?" he asks passing you a beer.
"No, it my fault an a bit stupid really, i bit my meal and well he wasn't paralyzed like on tv, so he throws a table at me.
After that i stoped playing and stabbed him." you explain.
"You have disposed of the body right? or do i need show you how its done?" has half offers.
"of course i have, i burnt the house down, no clues there."
"What i really need to ask is, well after i drank his blood, well my nails, there longer and sharper whats up with that?
and on my way here i had some kind of spasm." you ask him
"It's properly just a side effect of your body changeing, rapid muscle regrowth an all that, so don't worry about it to much." he downs his beer and heads back to bed.
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Unwrapping your arm you find it oddly all most all scab over as if i had happed days ago, not half an hour.
Slowly you pick out the splinters, clean it with antiseptic and redress the wound with new bandages.
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You a rise next morning and think what to do?
Name: Aleera Marlow
Age: 25
Health:punctured forearms
Description: A medium height attractive female with golden brown hair and ocean blue eyes.
Inventory: Dagger
Blood Lust level: Rumbling
Powers: Sharp talons,higher strength, fast healing.