Dark Confessions

[poohlive]

Brandon yawned again as he shook another pill out into his hand. A swig of White Water Spring and it fell easily down his throat. The hard bitter taste of medicine still clung to his tongue, as it did in childhood. He had a moment of panic, going back to the days of crying fits and tantrums to get what he wanted.

Medicine was evil and parents only gave it to kids to punish them.

The bottle said Xanatrin, a common pill. It helped with anxiety mostly, he hadn't used it in years. It kept him awake though, and as drowsiness played with his eyes, he knew he needed something to help keep him up for the session.

There was no coffee pot. Not in this office. His assistant, Norma, had long since gotten onto the bandwagon of fresh vital and nutritious food. No coffee, no soda, no candy. His office had turned into a variable Organic Food store.

His small fridge only held White Water Spring, bottled water and celery sticks. Fucking celery sticks.

Every so often he had to leave the office to go grab a hamburger. Hot juicy dead cow. He never understood why it was soo good until he spent a week eating rabbit food. Carrot soy makes a double cheeseburger look like gold.

He saw the clock, nearly time. A session after his usual time. It was nearing ten o'clock. He usually left the office by 4 or 5. If he didn't need the money, and she was paying well, he wouldn't take the case at all.

She had to have it at night. He thought that is what made him take the case most of all. A person who needed to be seen at night. Was this some shroud of secrecy, or perhaps her own inhibitions coming out? She needed the darkness to blanket something.

Or, perhaps she was just an ablino.

He chuckled, taking a pen and small notebook as he sat down in his favorite chair. It was bright red and plushy, as he sat down he could feel himself relaxing in it. The comfort just eased into his tired bones. If it weren't for the drugs already running through his system, he might have taken a nap right here and now.

Mona, he wrote on the top of the sheet. Mona, who liked the dark, had more than enough money, and needed help with her life.

That's what he was here to do, help.

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

Without a sound she entered the office, taking time to inspect her surroundings before pulling her trench coat off and hanging it on the wooden tree. The office was a typical setting she had seen many times before, did all shrinks have the same taste or was it decorator?

One door out, a tidy little desk and many real plants decorated the light and woodsy decorated room. So many scents lingered here, cigarette smoke, body odor and the perfume his absent secretary used daily.

Her sunglasses remained in place as the office was more than well lit, loathe as she was to complain about the brightness of the room to this Doctor, she knew in time things would change.

Adjusting her skirt and jacket, she appeared much like a professional lawyer might or even a judge. Expensive black suit and matching heels. She knew how to make an impression. A female had to know how to get what they wanted and Mona knew all the tricks.

A smile curved her pink plump lips as she listened to the sound of the Doctor's heart beating in the next room. Fingers caressed through the thick firey mane as her small pert nose wrinkled slightly, scenting him to gain familiarty. Removing her glasses, she let her eyes adjust to the brightness, biting back a curse from the quick sharp pain of it. It too passed, as everything did in her lifetime, but did not take away the moment's annoyance.

Moving so light her heels made no sound, she approached his office and open doorway. Had he not told her over the phone she was welcome, she could not have entered his sancutary. Given permission however, meant he had no barriers against her.

"Good evening, Doctor." Her voice was soft, breathy sounding. Even that was not natural about her, since her rebirth many things had changed over the years. She liked to blame smog for changing her voice, as she had no weaknesses to smoking and such. Perhaps just aging?

Her pale features were relaxed but smiling in welcoming as she moved into the room. Her pale blue eyes met his as he stood to greet her.

"Mona McCairne." She held out her hand, waiting for him to shake it. Her name very scottish, but her accent was that of any normal American from the area. Perhaps a tale she'd retell at another time?

 

[poohlive]

"My name is Doctor Brandon Callwell. You can call me Brandon. I'm glad you came here today, Mona. I was looking forward to your visit."

He said this, stifling the last of his yawns in the back of his throat, "I am sorry. I normally don't keep hours such as these. This is my usual bedtime."

Sitting back down in his comfortable chair, he showed her the rest of the office, "Sit wherever you like."

Chairs and couches abounded in the room. Chairs ranged from short and hard, to big comfortable ones such as his, and there was a long couch for her to lie on, or rest her feet, or simply sit if she pleased.

It would tell him a lot about her simply by where she sat.

She looked kind enough. Pretty, more than average but less than supermodel. She had a nice firm body, and seemed to keep herself well. That was good. She might get along well with his secretary. He could imagine her working at the gym, her ipod strapped to her arm, sweating to the oldies.

That thought left him as he underlined her name, Mona, in his notebook.

"So, tell me why we're here tonight Mona. And, why so late?"

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

"Brandon?" She smiled as she chose a comfortable chair and sat. Adjusting her skirts as she crossed her legs, she sat slightly forward and watched him directly.

"I like that name, it suits you." She added idly, her smile widening. "As to why and how come? Well the hour suits me better, less hectic and more peaceful. Why? Because I grow bored with life and human beings. So I came here, thought if nothing more perhaps I will find a reason to keep up the pretense of living."

She fell silent, carefully watching him. She ignored whatever he wrote down, as she knew well enough it mattered not. He was sworn to secretcy, he could not spill his guts to anyone about anything said in this room between them.

She may have looked no older than that of a twenty five year old young woman, but she was in reality well over two hundred years old. Life was drab, becoming more boring than that which was normal. Even her prey was no fun to chase down any more as anyone in this day and age would sleep with anyone else if they said Yes and most often if they said No.

 

[poohlive]

Human beings, the pretense of living? He wrote those sayings down, unsure what she meant by them. He had heard patients say things like that before, but never in that particular language. It didn't make sense to him.

She didn't like the hectic spin of today's life. He could understand, sometimes it was daunting to him.

"My assistant is doing the same thing to me. She wants me on some vegetarian diet with soy and tofu and all that stuff. Sometimes I don't feel human eating bean sprouts and cottage cheese."

He gave a smile, pauing long enough to write something else down.

"Well, perhaps you should talk about your life. What do you do, hobbies, interests? At one time life must have been good for you, what was it that made it so wonderful once, but doesn't anymore?"

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

She made a face, the thought of eating plants made her stomach churn in a most nasty way. "I do not blame you for not liking that, only live stock eat vegitation." She shifted into her chair, scooting back as she continued to study him.

He was tall, had a little extra on him but not much. Her eyes took notice the lack of a wedding band but she knew he was single before she ever made the phone call to come here. His eyes seemed kind, but also weary.

"Tell me Brandon, this is complete confidence correct? Nothing I say here can be retold to another living soul by your lips or recorder?" Her sudden counter questioning seemed to give him pause but he didn't over react neither. It must have been a common question to have him remain so calm and not get insulted.

"Yes, I thought so." She picked the answer from his mind with a smile. "Life once was beautiful to me. Young and the only worry I had was which man would I marry or be married off to. Things were simple then, no chaos of today. No disease, no fractured beings running around trying to be something they weren't. Just man and woman, living. I thought it was boring, had dreams of running off to do so many things. But now I know differently." her voice spoke of her boredom with the situation, but he had no inkling really.

"There was once a rush at the first kiss, the first ice cream of summer and there was beauty in sunsets and sunrises. Now all I see is darkness and the ugly side of things. It is amazing how much of a cess pool the human mind has become. Have you ever..." She glanced from the window back to him, "I suppose you have heard it time and time again? People confessing their sick fantasies here in this room."

"One last question Doctor.. Brandon." She smirked a little, intentionally using his title instead of his name first. "How much do you believe in things you have never seen? For instance, do you believe in Ghosts? Do you believe in Monsters?"

 

[poohlive]

"Well, doctor patient confidentiality only goes so far. Yes, that does cover most things that we will talk about in here. I will never tell anyone else, and what we say does not leave the room, unless I feel a child is in immediate danger from you."

He explained to her a small change in the law concerning children. If a psychiatrist or psychologist felt that a child was in danger, physically, mentally, or sexually, they were obligated to tell the authorities.

"Which is a bullshit rule, if you ask me. You can tell me youhit your husband all day long and I don't say anything, but you say you smack your kid once and all of a sudden I need to call the cops."

He smiled, tryng to brush off the situation, "I don't think that applies here. But, it should be said. In any case, that is just a technicality. Believe me when I say you have nothing to worry about."

He stared at her a moment, wondering where she was going with this question. Perhaps she had seen something she could not explain, and that is why she is here.

"As a doctor of psychology, my mind is very open to the impossible and the improbable. Ghosts, monsters, things that go bump in the night. I do not try to rationalize them by saying there is a logical explanation. Sometimes there isn't one. Tell me, have you seen a ghost before, or a monster? Is that why you are here?"

She loves the dark, perhaps she loves monsters as well. That is her lifestyle now, one of those goth girls pretending to be rebellious and punk. She looked nothing like that, however, looks could be deceiving.

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

Her eyes saddened only briefly before she composed herself, "No, children are never in danger from me. Only a real monster would harm an innocent." She shifted a little, but their eyes remained locked.

"Although I am not a monster and I have yet to see a ghost, I am however.. different..." She searched for the right word for herself but gave it up. "When you have lived for two-hundred and fifty four years as I have, life becomes meaningless." She studied his face.

"Your required now to write in your little book there that I am insane, go ahead." She smiled with understanding. "Or you can just flat out laugh if that will make the situation go faster?"

 

[poohlive]

254 years old? He wrote it down, cocking his head when he looked at her.

"I don't laugh at my patients, and have yet to label anyone as crazy or insane. There are simply people with problems who need to talk about some things. That is what we're here to do, talk."

He adjusted in his chair, looking at her. She did have a certain beauty, he took her in as late twenties, perhaps, or early thirties. The eyes seemed to tell the truth of her age though, when he looked into her eyes, he could see the wisdom that only comes with experience.

"I think it makes sense, actually. If you are 2 hundreds and 54 years old, you would be tired of life, and everything it has to offer. One of the reasons life is so precious is because we are mortal, and no one day we will die. No matter how many sunsets we see, we know there are only so many before we will not see one anymore.

"You look very good for being that old, Mona. Why is it that you have lived so long without aging?"

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

Her lips quirked a little as if she might laugh but she did not, merely sat studying the man across from her. The minutes ticked by, not that she cared about time any more, she had more than enough time on her hands.

"When I was twenty I was.. given a 'gift' as she liked to call it. Promises of untold wealth, success and freedom to do as I please. Little did I know that this woman made it all sound Oh so sweet but in reality, a hardship one can never be prepared for."

She recrossed her legs, her eyes again drawn to the lights outside masking the beauty of the night's sky. When was the last time she had gazed at a star and enjoyed the view?

"I was turned, I guess you would say." her mind moving back to the night she had followed the beautiful stranger out to her father's stables to say good bye. The woman had such grace and beauty, spoke so regal sounding and yet mingled with common folk. "I was nieve and asked her to take me with her. Escaping an arranged marriage to a pig farmer.." She cringed a little, back then a pig farmer was a step up but not much of one. "She believed as I did, that I should have choices in life and so she gave me one. To come be with her, as she was or remain there."

She paused, her eyes back on Brandon's. "It wasn't like you see in movies and there was no seduction. I merely nodded my head, hopped behind her on her horse and rode off. When the dawn came she again took shelter at a farmer's stead and while she slept, I kept watch as instructed. When the next night came, she did the deed. Awoke hungry.." She was skirting the issue, but she wondered just how much he would believe before he stopped taking her seriously.. She doubted even know he considered her in her right mind.

She remembered the change as painful and most disgusting. Her body changing had forced her to vomit excessively until all human foods were gone, to relieve other things despite trying not to. Ayish had explained nothing to the couple, she had merely fed on them as well and hid the bodies while Mona had been upstairs suffering alone through a change that scared her worse than death would have.

"It was not pleasant, but it was the price you paid for accepting that way of life. And who wouldn't want to live forever, right?" Sarcasm dripped from her lips. "Listen to me.." She laughed, "All doom and gloom. There are benefits to being what I am." Her fingertips traced over the wooden end of the armchair, "For instance, no disease. No shortage of lovers and no worries about grocery shopping."

 

[poohlive]

"And this woman turned you immortal?" He nodded, understanding at least what she was willing to tell him. He saw truth in her story, the promise of some small town mediocrity, someone coming in to take her away. A woman, all seductive and graceful?

A possible lebian affair her parents and the town just were too backwater to deal with. That was understandable.

"Ok, and she gave you this gift, but it wasn't until just recently that you've realized it is a curse as well. You may not have these problems of disease or shopping anymore... but now you have nothing to do, and no friends. They are all either dead or gone. Which leads you by yourself."

He wondered if he should stretch the issue. She had talked about turning, something about change. He thought better not too. If she didn't want to talk about it, that is ok.

"When did life start growing boring for you then? Was it gradual, or did something happen to make you change your whole outlook on immortality?"

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

"Well Brandon... Can you imagine a life of two hundred years? Forever young, free to roam and amass a fortune? Can you imagine all the lovers I have had and all the dredges of society I have taken care of?" She sat forward, her bent arm resting on her knee.

"And imagine no one to share it with? As I will not create what I am in another." She paused then, wondering if he believed her yet or not?

"No children, no grandchildren and no family. Also if I were found out by anyone, if anyone was taken seriously that I am what I am, I would be hunted like a beast. I've seen movies, of course they aren't reality.." She gave him a cool stare, "But I have seen vampires slain in very horrible ways."

 

[poohlive]

"A vampire? That is what you are," He wrote that down under the 254. The goth angle might have been right. He wasn't sure if she was still being rebellious or not.

She had no reason to run away, she was rich. Money, wealth, and power. She had everything, except a reason to live.

"I must admit, I've never had a vampire patient before. This is quite different for me. So, let me get this straight. After all of this time, you being a vampire, learning everything, sucking people's blood, taking lovers, killing, living life, it no longer appeals to you."

He nodded, writing more down.

"what about others of your kind? You mentioned the woman who turned you. Is she still around? Are there other vampires out there?"

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

"She died, a long time ago."

He seemed to take it all in stride, but he was being paid to sit and listen to her. She hadn't a care what he was writing down, she was in no mood to be angered right now. She expected him to disbelieve, as anyone normal would do.

"She was torn limb from limb between four horses. Then decaptitated and burned to ash to be certain she was dead. A little over-kill I thought, but .." She shrugged, nothing more to it really.

"As for others of my kind, I am sure there are. After all someone created her, and she created me." Had she ever met any? No, but she didn't make it a habit to go out being social with strangers. There were lovers and meals, about it for her.

"I am trying to make sense of it all. The meaning behind being this way, what I am and what I can do. And yes, life is very boring at the moment." She smiled sweetly, pushing her hair behind one ear absent mindedly.

"I guess what is eating me.." She would have chuckled at the irony of the comment if she had stopped to think about it, "Is the past forty years have been spent ridding the world of the less favorable dredges of society. I grow weary of hunting scum as they are the only course I feel justified in feeding from."

She should tell him the truth, but if he believed her it would freak him out. It would be amusing however to see his reaction when and if she spoke the truth as the reason for her being here.. now. Her gaze roamed him, his hands and the way he sat. His face as passive as it was now, she knew it could grow intense when he was defending something he believed in. Should she tell him that she was here because of him?

 

[poohlive]

She was having some sort of delusion that had gotten to the point of hysteria. He thought it was interesting to note that she had no feelings of paranoia or compulsion.

Perhaps that was a good sign. She was not schizophrenic, he knew that the moment she shook his hand and remembered his name.

"So, you are like a superhero then, killing only the evil of the world? Why did you start doing that only forty years ago, did it not matter earlier?"

I he kept asking her questions, she would stop grabbing for answers and soon tell him the truth. He hoped she was not too far gone to be reasoned with. Much more and he would have to suggest some real psychiatric help.

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

Her smile faded, her icey eyes still remained on his face.

"It has never really mattered to me which human I fed off of. What changed my mind was seeing how many criminals get away with murder, rape and theft. Coming across a young girl scared because her step father is drunk and beating the shit out of her mother in front of the poor child. I am no heroine, but I take great pleasure if removing their souls from them. .. As it is no loss to anyone that they're gone."

"It's hard to carry on a conversation when one's thoughts keep interrupting and so I shall answer a few of those questions.. No I don't have multiple personalities, I am not hearing things or seeing things and what truth would you like to hear, Brandon?" She did it purposely, picking his thoughts from the air and throwing them bluntly back in his face. "And if you called anyone, claiming that I believe I am a vampire.. do you not think I can'y easily persuade them that I am not?"

 

[poohlive]

She was smart, smarter than he realized. He had seen this witty banter before, but only from patients who were in hospitals, mental wards that desperately tried to get out, seeing him as nothing more than an authority figure.

Did she see him as an authority figure here?

"There is no reason to be hostile, Mona. I'm not here to judge you, or do anything to you. If I feel you need help, professional help because you are a danger to others or yourself I will say so. You speak so blandly of killing innocent humans, I feel a little taken back."

He wrote down souls, underlining it. Did she really feed off of souls? Or was she trying to scare him some more? He didn't know why, but it was beginning to work.

"I think that when people want to be vampires, it is a very easy thing to do. Unlike other monsters of legend, a vampire looks entirely human. The werewolf had moments of humanity, but then they transform to a ferocious beast. Mummies, mutants, Frankenstein, they can never be mistaken for a simple human, but a vampire could. You could walk down the street and have no one notice.

"Why did you never try to seek out your own kind, Mona? IF they have lived as long as you, they must go through some of the same feelings, they might even have some answers to the questions you yourself are asking here today."

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

"I see.." He didn't believe her and while the thought of showing him appealed to her egotistical side, she knew it would really scare him if she did right now. Best to wait.

"I haven't sought my own kind because typical vampires are dangerous, even to each other. I am no danger to myself or anyone else.." She let it drop there as telling him the truth would only make him mock her more or make him very frightened.

"While I am sure they might have answers, I some how doubt their pass times would be .. appealing to me." She smiled, shifting herself once more and recrossing her legs.

"I assume you've never had a wild thrill pulsate through you so intensely that it's near orgasmic in nature? For instance a wild hunt of some kind?"

 

[poohlive]

She thought of herself as independant, unique. She was lost in some world of loneliness and emptiness of this small town she came from, that she needed to take on this persona of the strongest and kindest vampire in the world.

Brandon wrote some more, thinking he was finally understanding where she was coming from. It wasn't an unusual case. He had seen it from time to time, more when he worked in the mental ward during his internship. There he had gotten most of his experience from what he did. In the real world, the worst cases often helped for the better ones.

"Ok, so you are the one good vampire in the world. The rest are evil and hurt the innocent. So, you have spent the last forty years trying to do good? Why is that? Do you think you, as a vampire, are evil? Do you need to atone for what you have done? Or, do you feel a need to be a hero for the innocent people?

"And, what happened forty years ago to change all of this?"

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

She laughed outright at his comment, "There is no good and evil really, survival of the fittest really." She waited until her chuckling ceased before clearing her throat and sitting straighter.

"I never martyr myself, to do so .. Well it would be hypocritcy. I have not intentionally done good deeds for the sake of humans, I did what I did merely because I can." He seemed to want to go round and round the same questions, never prying too far or asking too much of her. It was amusing, he thought her of weak mind and needed coddling.

"What happened forty years ago? I moved into the city and seen what scum bred here. Figured if they were such low lifes already, who would miss them if i decided to dine on them some night? No one would, and everyone who did know them would sigh collectively."

He didn't understand because he couldn't, their worlds were two different places. He would die some day and she'd still be here.

"I grow bored, so much so that I haven't taken a lover in over seventy years. I don't go out, most of the time I am tempted to start feeding off any passer by who happens to be in my neighborhood... But there are reasons to abstain from doing so... Just so I don't have to go out too far. I've tried moving, nothing seems to appease the boredom." Except maybe shrinks who thought they could help her. Always amused her, this game. Brandon was different, but no different from others of his profession.

"To be honest Brandon.. I came here tonight because I grow weary of my own conversations inside my mind and dreadfully bored with late night television. So that left a priest to speak to to pass the time or a shrink.. Tossed a coin and you won." She smirked at that. "Mind if I smoke?"

 

[poohlive]

"Oh, please," he took out an ashtray from behind one of the counters, setting it on the table for her.

"I'm going to get some water," the tiny fridge was on a table just beyond his desk. He took his time getting it, only pausing a moment to stare back at her. She was smart, smarter than any patient he had ever treated with this kind of affliction. He wondered if this was her first time seeing a psychiatrist. She knew several of his tricks already.

"Ok," he handed a bottle to her, in case she wanted one, "It seems to me like maybe taking a new lover would solve at least some of your problems. Maybe you feel so bored and isolated from humanity because you choose to stay away from them. You think of yourself as seperate, and therefor can not interact without "preying" on them."

He didn't go so far as to use air quotes, but the inflection was there.

"Have you tried to go out, meet new people, friends, join a club? You know the park has a wonderful...

"Oh, but you can't go out during the day, because you are a vampire. Well, even so, there are lots of night activities. Museums, theatres. Book clubs. There are people, real people who you can interact with and not feel so distant from them."

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

The flame of her zippo momentarily lit up her eyes, inhaling she sat forward to take the ash tray from his hand. "Thanks." She blew out the cloud, watching it spread out in the room as if it was the most interesting thing.

"A lover? Hmm, hadn't thought of that. There aren't many who would bed down with a vamp... Willingly." It would mean trusting her, and many had no who knew what she was and capable of. Her eyes fell away from the dissipated cloud and back to Brandon.

She accepted the water with a smile, amused that he thought she would actually drink it. Saying nothing to contradict his denial, she set it down on the table between them.

"I go to movies, or used to until movies were delivered via mail and the internet. Now there is no reason to venture out into stuffy places and try to watch a movie over necking teenagers, bad body odor and poor screens." She fell silent again, sitting there staring at him the way she was, he was not unnerved by her. Mostly because he felt she was deranged and held no real threat to him.

"That first night.. When I awoke to see things differently. Hear things I never heard before and some were so loud that if I had food in my system I might have puked. My eyes hurt, things spun around crazily, and I could see the finest detail a half mile away. It was weird.. And most of all I recall the insane hunger gnawing at my stomach. Stupid me..." She smiled whimsically, "Thought food was the solution." Pulling from her cigarette, she inhaled thoughtfully.

"Ayish found me vomiting up everything I had tried to consume. She found it rather cute that my human instinct would be to eat food.. Having never been told differently, I of course took offense. She was like a mother although her age was similar to mine when she was changed. She helped me clean up and took me out to the pasture to feed on cattle. At first I was repulsed, but she told me it was either cattle or a human, but no humans were to be found for several miles."

She never liked to think about time and all those memories inside, there were so many of them one could get lost in them for days if they allowed themselves to do so.

"I was repulsed and despite my hunger I did not drink that night. It wasn't until near mad with it that I conceded a few nights later when I came across Ayish in a saloon with two women."

 

[poohlive]

Ayish, not a normal name. He wrote it down, wondering if there might be a solution in finding this Ayish. She had said that Ayish was dead before, but still there must be a record of her somewhere. The goth clubs or after hours parties, someplace where those who thought to be vampires hung out.

If he were an investigative reporter, he might do that, but for now it was just a very curious name.

"Please, go on. I am only asking questions when I feel something is relevant, but the time you paid for is yours. You can talk about anything you want, anything you feel is relevant to your problem. I'm not here to guide you or force you to say anything you are uncomfortable with."

The water felt surprisingly good going down his throat. He hadn't realized he was parched until the coolness grazed against his lips. Then he drank nearly half of it without realizing.

"So there you are, hungry, desperate, and you come to see Ayish in a saloon with two women..."

 

[Seductive Sin]

Mona

Her eyes bore into Brandon's, staring unblinking for the longest time. Her memories turning backwards trying to recall the exact feelings she had experienced that night.

"She had hired two women supposedly to assist her with dressing and bathing, as a woman of her station would require. I had been charged with carrying her things up and seeing to the horse, so when I arrived it was some time after she had let the two unsuspecting harlots into the room." She shifted in her chair, her eyes fell away from his. She could clearly recall the scents that repelled her as much as they made her crave more.

"The combination of stench, sweat, unclean bodies mixed with the scent of fresh blood. I wanted to gag and I wanted to drink as well. She sat like a queen between the two of them, I don't know how she did it but entranced would be the only thing that came to mind to hold them so still and silent while their eyes screamed for mercy. I did try and walk away, turned from Ayish in disgust. She knew what I felt but it didn't soften her, she laughed mockingly. She pushed at me until my anger was just so great that despite the revulsion of drinking human blood, I did just that. Until both women were dry." Her cigarette forgotten, she pushed it out into the bottom of the ash tray.

"I assume she did it to assure my survival, knowing that if I didn't eat soon I would in a sense die and be useless to her. Or merely for amusement, as she was a very warped woman." Did he believe her now? She longed to probe into his mind and find out, but with held the urge for now.

 

[poohlive]

"Uh huh, I understand."

Ayish had turned her to this lifestyle, she was a bad egg and made Mona see some things she didn't want to see. Do some things she didn't want to do. Peer pressure, Brandon thought it was a common case.

He did want to know more though. Her story would be told at a later time, he didn't think there was much time in this sessions.

"Ok then. Mona, why don't you tell me about being a vampire. You learned the rules, I imagine? Not going out at night... that seems like an obvious one, thirst for blood. What else? There seems to be a lot of lore about vampires. I just want to get the facts straight."