Zach closed the car door and walked to the front yard, which was full of joy not long ago. The streetlight lengthened Zach's shadow. He did not step into other people's private property, but walked along the wooden fence towards the side of the single-family house. His pale fingers traced along the fence, making a subtle friction sound. , teasing the creatures that reveal themselves in the night.
The vampire's fangs slowly lengthened, and the slight vibration piercing the air announced that the master of the night was about to appear.
Two shapeshifters and one shadowman. Zach gently pressed his fingers on the protruding fangs, piercing the skin, and a drop of bright red blood condensed on his fingers.
'Let's get rid of the possessed shadow man first. 'Zach thought, after all, looking at that shaky body, once the shadow person is out of body, it will be a little difficult to think about it.
"Sir, do you need help?" Zach smiled and hugged the homeless man who was moving slowly. His bloody hand inadvertently pressed against the homeless man's waist, and the sharp fingertips of his fingertips pierced the homeless man. The dirty and worn coat, fragile skin and muscles were directly pierced, and the vampire blood was sent into the homeless man's body!
"you you… "
The tramp turned his head, his dirty pupils showing the cold fangs in the curved corners of the vampire's mouth! Blackness rolled in his eyes.
Zach put his other hand on the homeless man's open mouth: "No, no, no, stay in there. Don't think about coming out. If you escape at the expense of other people, I will be very distressed."
The blackness in the homeless man's eyes rolled even more violently! But his body is firmly fixed by the vampire! The neck with bulging veins is constantly vibrating and bulging, as if something is bound in it and wants to break through!
"I think this body should be grateful to you." Zach controlled the struggling homeless man with both hands, but his eyes drifted to the two men in hoods between the houses: "If it weren't for you Possessed by him, maybe he is dead now. Do you know why ghosts always think that they are nobler than you shadow people? It is because of this that you can only look for dying people to possess."
The two hooded men who were hiding by the window and peering into the house had already noticed this place, and they were staring at it with vigilance.
Zach smiled at them and continued to talk about something in the homeless man's body: "This is really a lucky gentleman. The shadow man extended his life for a few days, and then met me again and got vampire blood that can cure all injuries. .”
The two shapeshifters seemed to hear Zach's muttering to himself, looked at each other in surprise, and then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
"Hey." Zach sighed sadly: "Why run away? After encountering an opponent you know is stronger than yourself, running away will never bring good results."
The struggle of the homeless man in Zach's arms weakened, and the blackness in his eyes gradually faded. The vampire then seemed to react and looked back at the person in his arms: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now. Where did I just go? By the way, you see, the person you are possessing now is a completely healthy human being. We all know where you'll end up. So, farewell."
The black disappeared completely, revealing a pair of confused blue eyes.
Zach completely loosened his arms around the homeless man, patted the stained clothes, and turned to the homeless man with a red light in his eyes: "Sir! Even if it is spring, you still need to wear more clothes. Otherwise, you will still Frozen to death, remember?”
"Yeah." The homeless man with confused eyes nodded at Zach.
"Okay, get out of here now and find a place to take a shower! You stink!" Zach frowned.
"Okay, put on more clothes and take a shower." The homeless man shook his head and turned to leave.
Zach looked at a large stain of unknown composition in front of him and shook his head. The vampire doesn't like mess, so he decided to vent his unhappiness on the two aliens!
The shadow stretched by the streetlight suddenly disappeared, and the sound of clothes flapping against the wooden fence was excluded from the street by the illuminated houses.
Like a ghost, Zach appeared behind a shapeshifter, his right hand stretched out flat, and the fingertips of his four fingers touched the neck of the shapeshifter.
Uh-huh!
Four sharp, blood-stained thorns pierced directly from under the shapechanger's chin, and the vampire's red eyes were like two ghost fires in the night!
Zach moved his right hand horizontally, and his straight arm crossed ninety degrees. Beheading, one of the universal killing methods discovered by humans in the Middle Ages.
The blood was thrown out, but in this night, it was impossible to see the color of the splashing liquid!
Another hurried footsteps suddenly stopped! The sound of falling was heard, and the sound of the soles of shoes and clothes rubbing against the cold ground was heard: "No! Don't! We didn't know this city was a place for vampires! We just came here!"
"Us?" The sharp nails on Zach's fingers shrank, and he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his fingertips. Skinchangers are cold-blooded animals, and Zach didn't like this. He asked flatly: "Who are we?"
"I, I..." The shapeshifter seemed to be even more panicked: "We are nothing! We are just oppressed characters! Please! I will tell everyone that this is your territory! Let's leave immediately!"
"Tell everyone? Then leave?" Zach stopped wiping.
"Yes! Yes! I will tell everyone! This is a city of vampires! We will leave! There will be no one left!" The skinchanger seemed to have found a chance to survive, no longer retreating, supporting his body and crawling on top of Zach. forward.
Zach looked down at the crawler underground: "Everyone, how many people do you mean?"
"I, I know about a dozen..." the shapechanger trembled.
Zach paused for a while and looked at the full moon in the east, "If I let you go, can you only leave with a dozen people?"
The shapechanger immediately said nervously: "No, no! I can spread the news and let everyone know that you are here! Everyone will leave voluntarily!"
"Yeah." Zach squatted down, lifted the shapechanger's chin with four fingers, and looked at the nervous shapeshifter with a smile: "You are a smart guy. But..."
The hope that had just appeared in the shapechanger's eyes solidified when Zach's smile disappeared.
The vampire repeated the previous action, and the handkerchief of his left hand once again covered the fingertips of his right hand.
Zach's education was an ancient aristocratic education, so he knew that when he wanted to talk to someone, he must look into the other person's eyes. So, Zach turned his head, turned to the head thrown aside, and looked into the eyes that were fixed with hope: "However, I don't want anyone to know that I am here."
Now, we kind of know why Zach lied to James in front of Anthony. Because of 'Lance'. James Lance, because of his last name, connected him beyond the city of Barton. To Zach, James is an uncontrollable 'k'. He can let Zach suppress the weeds in Barton City and continue to live a peaceful life. It can also attract the 'a' that makes Zach need to be on the run again.
Zach can't risk letting anyone know that he, a Toreador (note below), lives in Barton City, the westernmost part of the Federation!
Everyone knows that I am a curious person, so I will risk my life to ask Zach some questions that will lead to death.
One day, I asked: "Why can't alien races live together well and have to have hierarchies? For example, why do werewolves have a feud with vampires, why are shapechangers always despised by other alien races, and why are there ghosts like shadowmen and ghosts?" That kind of thing, obviously has no entity, but it has to be divided into levels... "
"You asked too many questions, which one do you want me to answer?" Zach asked kindly.
"Oh." I thought for a moment without realizing it, put aside a bunch of previous questions, and asked the one I was most interested in: "Why is 'Toledo' the weakest clan among vampires?"
"Do you think I'm weak?" Zach became more affectionate.
I was overdrawing my luck: "Yes, weren't you the only one left out of the twelve other clans?"
"Well, your point makes sense." Zach nodded, "Now, I'm hungry."
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(If you are interested, you can search for Thirteen Vampire Clans. Zach belongs to the 'Toledo' among the seven Camarilla clans who likes contact with humans the most, talks a lot, and likes 'beauty' and art. Although it does not exactly follow this setting, Borrowed most of the features. There are so many settings that it is difficult to use 'I' to substitute it into the text, so I have to put it in parentheses.)