Hi Mum, it's Sammy (clone 47 - part 4)

I might now be a vampire. However, I've found though that in many ways, it's like nothing changed. There's a rumor there are special beds for vampires and yet this one does just fine. I sleep like the dead, when I can break the habit of waking at 10 am.

I still find myself studying skills when I'm awake.

Because I need those skills. Stupid freaking shower broke and I don't have cash to spare for a repairman. Time to borrow a wrench and work on the faucet.

It took a lot of playing around but I finally stopped the annoying spray.

Then it was time to mop up the swamp the shower created.

This is going to add to my water bill for the year.

RRRrrrrr. I just finished the shower and now the sink has broken. Why does everything have to break at once. Can't a vampire cut a break around here?

Well, at least I'll know a lot more about plumbing by the end of the day.

And mopping. I hate cleaning. Really really hate it. Stupid housekeeping chores.

Why do I suddenly care about the house? Well, I hope that I can get people to come. I have a feeling they'll never come a second time if the house isn't a little tidy the first.

I had mail. Someone sent me a package of plasma fruit. I wonder who did it?

They smell good. They smell like something I can eat. But I should save them for emergencies; three in the morning, there are simply no humans awake emergencies.

Thinking about that reminded me, I am getting very thirsty again. That seems to be a major point of this vampire gig. I seem to need to feed quite frequently.

I invited that cowboy Luke over. He's a good friend now, he should be willing to help.

"Hi Luke."

"Hey Sam, how's life treating you?"

"Well," I started.

He held up his hand as he checked a new phone message. "Sorry mate, I have to go."

"Go?"

"The wife wants me to stop by the store and grab eggs and some veggies for dinner."

"Now?" I was too late and he was out the door.

Damn, I hate it when food runs away. I'll have to find someone else.

So I went out. I went back to the swimming pool.

It usually has a good crowd. It's also inside, I am trying to be careful about avoiding being outside during the day.

Then I spotted Lucille again. I so nearly had her last time. Yum, I see my dinner at last.

"Ah, my lovely friend. How are you this fine day?"

"Sam, you charmer," she gently slapped at me.

"No, you are very lovely. Don't let anyone tell a soul tell you otherwise."

"Sam?!"

"Lovely lady, I hate to ask such a thing, but may I some of your plasma?"

"Are you sure?"

"Please? I would so appreciate it if you would be so very kind."

It was with some reluctance but Lucille did offer me her arm.

"Only for you, Sam."

"Oh my sweet. I so appreciate your offer."

Success. Finally the sweet taste of success and of the very sweet taste of plasma. Lucille was a very tasty treat.

Well Mum, I'll bet you were a bit surprised by how much charm I could muster. So was I, but this is a matter of survival.

While I'm here and there are so many people, I should look for my next plasma donor. A hunt now should be very interesting.

So many of them look yummy. I can see that there is a lot of potential here.

So who is the yummiest of them all?

I heard one or two of the humans complaining in the background. They can sense a hunting vampire in their midst. They must learn to cope.

Excuse me for a moment, I'm having a bit of drool problem. Too many tasty bodies, it's all very overwhelming.

Oh, I found her.  She's the one. She is the most drool worthy of them all. Both in human looks and in her plasma content.

"Hi there gorgeous. Has anyone told you how hot you are recently?"

"Not recently, no."

"They are all slack. My name is Sam."

"My name is Ripley."

"Oh?" I raised a suggestive eyebrow. "Can I rip something off you?"

"Slow down tiger, what kind of a girl do you think I am?"

"Gorgeous. Breathtaking. Hot. Do I need say more?"

I sent Ripley thoughts of me. Followed up by as much charm as I could master.

"Oh, sweet Temptress. May I kiss you?"

"Sam," she giggled. "You are too much."

While Ripley was still protesting, I moved in for the kiss. She let me do it.

"You look so ... enticing. So very ... delicious. My sweet Ripley, may I drink the nectar from your veins."

Ripley started to offer her arm.

"No, not the arm, my Sweet. Let's try something else."

I reached to gently stroke her cheek.

She tilted her head and neck in my direction. Then she froze, not sure of what to do.

Well, I wasn't positive myself. I let the vampire instincts take control.

Nuzzling her throat was so natural. It felt so right.

Vampire instinct told me the spot. A small bite on the neck and I had a feast.

I found that drinking was easier from the neck. More blood, more easily reached and Ripley wasn't moving at all. She was content, not traumatised by the bite.

Oh yes, a very yummy feast.

"How was it for you, my Sweet?"

Her eyes were still half closed. "Good. I feel tired but that was, the most amazing experience."

"Yes?"

"Almost as good as woohoo but you can do it in public with your clothes still on."

I must remember this. Drinking from a lover is more satisfying for both of us. That might make the hunt more interesting.

Hi Mum, it's Sammy (clone 47 - part 3)

This weird feeling is getting worse. Very much worse.

The core of my being was being ripped to shreds. I was broken into millions of pieces and then put together again. However I was put together differently.

It was agony. It was death and yet it was birth. I was me and yet I was different.

Then it was over.

I definitely feel - different - but exactly how different, I don't know.

Well, whatever that was all about, it can wait for the morning. I need some sleep after that.

When I got up the next morning, I was still feeling very different. My skin seems to look a bit different too.

Maybe I've been overdoing the gym thing. Working out too much, causing my body to just say no.

Fishing might be fun. Get out, enjoy some sun.

Damn, it feels like I'm running ten times faster than I did just yesterday.

Nice and relaxing. Just what the doctor would have ordered.

Someone has built a fire close by. Very close by. I can hear the sizzle.

No, it's ME? I'm on fire?

What the hell?

I hightailed it to the first place I could think of to drown the sparks, the local swimming pool.

But the moment I walked in the building, I started to feel much better. Cool relief just getting out of the sun.

I know you are supposed to use sunblock and limit your exposure but no one told me that the sun can be so intense it makes you catch fire.

This is one of the Spinster sisters. I think this one is Lucille.

I wanted to met her because she looks...

She looks...

Like prey?

Where the hell did that thought come from?

I made the mistake of saying something like that to her.

"Keep your fangs to yourself mister."

"What? What fangs?"

"Does the innocent line work on any of your intended victims?"

This was just too weird for me. I decided to stop by the hospital and have a check up.

I went in once and was almost immediately thrown out.

"We do not serve your kind here. Try the science lab."

My kind? Since when do hospitals refuse to serve men?

I decided to show them. I went back in to grab some stuff from a store room.

"Urggh, monsters. There are monsters here!"

I think Constance has been overworking herself. What monsters? It's only me and her.

I ended up with several packs of plasma from the plasma bank. I don't quite know why that's what I wanted to grab but it was. This has been the weirdest day.

So I went to the science lab.

"That will be 3,000 simoleons please."

"What?"

"Aren't you here for the vampire cure?"

"I'm here because the hospital said you people help my kind. I still don't understand anything."

She flipped out a little pocket mirror and handed it to me.

I very nearly dropped the mirror. Holy havoc, I knew my skin was looking a bit different today - but the eyes, the teeth. No, not teeth, fangs. I have fangs.

When I came out of the lab, it was dark and the difference was enormous. I suddenly felt a surge through my body, new abilities were mine to use.

I am a vampire and the dark is much kinder to me than sunlight.

Suddenly the day made more sense. The problem with sun, the feeling that someone was prey, the refusal of the hospital to even look at me and why I stole plasma. 

So I went over to the Spinster house. I had some unfinished business to take care of.

I tried a few of my abilities to convince Lucille to offer me her plasma.

When I met Lucille during the day, it was like normal. Like from before being a vampire. I could chat, flirt, and joke but there was nothing different about how I could interact with her. The main difference was that bit about thinking of her as prey.

At night, I can do so much more.  Now I can read minds and force others to think of me.

And yet, this still wasn't enough. I was annoyed that it still wasn't enough to get what I want. What I need.

I finally gave up on this for tonight. I need to drink and I need to drink now. So I pulled out one of the plasma packs I had stolen.

It was very late from a human point of view, so I left the Spinster house and headed for the gym.

Then I made the interesting discovery that vampires don't get fatigued exercising. Or at least not if they exercise at night. I have no idea if this works as well during the day. I'll find out eventually, I suppose.

I stayed at gym long enough to work up a huge sweat, then headed for home.

I slept away what little night remained and well into the day. It's going to be hard to switch to sleeping during the day. Habits are a hard thing to break.

The next day, I finally took a shower only to have the shower break.

It turns out vampire powers are no match for broken showers. My shower stayed broken in spite of what I tried.

Guess I'll just have to repair it.

But not now. Right now, I need plasma. Soon.

So I arranged to meet with one of my few friends in town, Angelo Averti. He's one of my coworkers and a nice guy.

I hope he's a very nice guy.

"Angelo, I have a big favor to ask."

"Yes, Sam?"

How do you put this? I need a Vampire for Dummies book. That would be useful. "Look, can I put the bite on you? Literally?"

"What?"

"I need plasma, Angelo. I need to drink. Would you?"

I can't say that Angelo was exactly enthused by my request. But he did willing offer his arm.

"Ouch, can't you do that more gently?"

"I'm trying but it's not easy. Stop moving so much." I didn't tell him it was my first time. Nor that I was in trouble because we were outside and the sun was already hurting me.

But man, was that tasty. Way better than the plasma packs from the hospital.

"The monster. Someone save me from the monster."

Yes, there is a monster. And it's me.



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Bonus pics

 The real bite that infected Sam. Friad that it wasn't some mysterious bite when running from the crypt

 But the vampire I put next door to Sam for the purpose of biting him.

No idea what this look was about but it was kind of cute.