Rose

        I felt the muscles in my body again. they were tight, and I was shivering. I was curled up in a ball on the cold floor. I could feel hands on me, Dr. Michael's hands.

        "Are you alright Serenity?" He shouted. "Serenity?!" What was his deal? I was right there, did he really have to be so loud? To be fair, in a few minutes he'd be screaming so loud that there might not be enough decibels for it. I could tell the moment I looked at him. That freshly cut hair, that really nice watch. He had the good life. He probably never experienced real suffering, so he'd break like toothpick between my fingers. Oh yeah, this was going to be a fun one. His blood was probably going to taste wonderful, too.

        "You're not gonna call the orderlies and have em' sedate me, are ya doc?" I smirked up at him and winked. My body finally stopped shaking and I felt in control again.

        His hazel eyes widened and he let out a sigh of relief when I finally answered. He wasn't quick on the uptake or he would've known something was off. I can fake being Crybaby-Serenity like nobody's business, but I wasn't down, this time. I just wanted to get right to the good stuff. I looked him over. it was kind of a shame. he would've been pretty hot except for those stupid fucking glasses. I couldn't believe they still made them like that. I thought about poking his eyes out with them, but decided that would be too ironic. not to mention, cliché; ugh.

        "Y'know Doc," I started after he helped me to my feet and dusted myself off. "If ya really wanna learn about me, you should probably drink from the source, if ya know what I mean."

        "Wait, what? Are you Rose now?"

       "He-hey, way to go, Doc!" I did a little ballet twirl that ended with a bow. I just couldn't get over how amazing it felt to move again. That, and I love putting on a show. "You got it! Rose is mah name. Now here's your prize, big boy!" I leapt across the table and pinned him to the wall. This dude was like three times my size, but the perks of being a vampire with superhuman strength and speed were definitely paying off here. He couldn't even budge as I reached up behind his neck and pulled his head down and kissed him hard on the lips. I felt him struggling, but I kept him there and forced my tongue into his mouth. I just let it dance in there as my fingers glided over his cheek, down his neck and to his collarbone. I was savoring that jolt fear that rushed through him as his muscles went rigid. Finally, I chuckled and let him go. He was so shocked that he sank to his knees and fell down. I couldn't help but laugh at him. the way he acted, you'd think he'd never been kissed before. I was going to drag it out a bit longer, but after seeing that face he made, that look of perfect terror, I decided: screw it.

        "Hey, Doc. Here's a question for ya: mouth, eyes, or ears?"

      "What?" He was probably still too shocked or too out of the loop to get it, but I wasn't waiting around for him.

      "Mouth it is." I love getting the mouth, the stomach, and the lungs. The screams are always priceless. I closed my eyes and focused. I thought of a forest on fire as I pointed my index and middle fingers at him. I saw the leaves curling, heard wood crackling, and smelled smoke while the sea of flames reached for the sky. I imagined the fire and heat in my head traveling to the tips of my fingers and gathering there. A small spark erupted from my hand and flew into his jaws where it burst into a flame and scorched the inside of his mouth. That's my favorite vampire ability, pyrokinesis. It's also unique to me, as far as I know. Then again, I've only met one other vampire.

        I listened to him, allowing the magical sound of his cries of agony to fill my ears and fuel my excitement. I've always loved my way of playing. It's jus so invigorating! I stepped towards him and put my foot on his chest and looked down at the broken mess that used to be a man. It amazed me how quickly even the moist flesh inside his mouth burned. His tongue was pretty much boiling grease and the rest of his mouth was charred black with red bloody cracks. It was too much. I threw my head back and started laughing like the maniac I was as he cried and gurgled and screamed. I couldn't help it, I was just so into the moment, and what a moment it was! He was such a wonderful toy. I bent my knee and leaned in closer.

        "How about I let you in on a secret? People show ya who they are when you put them through chaos, pain, and anguish. That's how I learned who I was. That might be the one and only good lesson I picked up from Serenity's Old man." I looked him over, taking in his shuddering and convulsing body.

"So here's the game doc," I said, still laughing. "When the cops bust through that door, you die. Until then, please scream as loudly as you can. Oh, and if ya beg me enough, I might kill ya before then. but, if you do, then imma have to use everyone else in this place for my playtime, ya feel me? So basically, in either case, you win something and you lose something. Aren't I wonderful?"

        Looking at the tears rolling down his face, I couldn't help but lick my lips. all this fun was making me hungry. I had to have a taste of his blood. Just a teensy little drop...