I wanted to be weird and use French in this. And German. Forgive me. I'm going to make this a 5 part series, so stay tuned. Sorry for not posting, it's been a hectic month...Enjoy!
I : Cross
B : Nightmare
"Patron, n'avez-vous pas pensé à trouver un humain personnel pour satisfaire vos besoins sanglants ?" Killer asked me. I had been thinking about it, but what human would just outright give me their blood so I could live? No human would EVER be that sympathetic to a VAMPIRE. Let alone the King of NIGHTMARES. "Non, tueur. Nous savons tous les deux que les humains n'apprécient pas trop les vampires, encore moins les rois des vampires..." "Toujours..." He looked away from me and then his face lit up. "Et si on se déguisait en humain ! Ensuite, nous cou-" "Sauve-le, tueur." I snapped at him. He withdrew himself and sighed. Without another word he walked over towards one of the many rooms on this corridor. I was thinking of the idea though...A human disguise? That's sounds weird...yet it could work! I immediately turned into my human form and looked in the mirror...
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(Credits to cutelittleart (I think) and I hope that I don't get copyrighted for this 😭)
I tried my best to look like the other humans, hiding tentacles included, but I didn't have any actual clothes that matched what they wore these days. I'd just sneak out tomorrow and get some. Oh well. Time to find a human...
I'm sitting on a bench crying. What had I expected? I showed up 5 minutes late yesterday and got fired because of it. Damn it. I'm about to lose my house, my girlfriend just left me... I'm screwed. I'd give up my life now because of this...I mean...there's nothing left to live for...
I was jolted from my thoughts by a person standing near me. He was looking at me with sympathy. Great. I attracted another stranger with my silent tears. "Entschuldigung, dass ich Sie störe..." I said. He replied with "Pardon? Je ne comprends pas bien..." I stared in shock. I hadn't seen one of our ally's in so long! He sat down next to me and asked a few getting-to-know-you questions. It was already 2:47 when I finally checked the time. "SAINTE MERDE ! IL EST DÉJÀ MINUIT PASSÉ ! Désolé de crier mais je dois vraiment y aller!" "Vous n'avez nulle part où aller." His words hit me like a brick. He was right though. My home was being sold by my ex-girlfriend in two days, so I really wouldn't have a place to stay...
It doesn't matter. The streets were better than living in that whores house. Her sex toys strewn across the floor, and the 28 different men satisfied by her moans every 56 days. I don't even know why I was living with her at this point. I then asked the stupidest question ever.
