Blood of Beauty ~ Chapter 1

    I was a 15 year old vampire hedgehog, living in a vampire village tucked in an underground cavern, which used to be an iron mine for the mortals, with my older sister, Rouge, and mother. The vampire village was like a mortal village, except there were no grass, no trees, and there were many lanterns (even though vampires could see in the dark).

    Like any other vampire, I flew out in a form of a bat (vampires can shapeshift to animals), creep onto mortals in my normal form, and then suck blood out of them. Blood was a main delicacy of vampires, we would drink them in order to receive the nutrition we needed. Without blood, we would simply be someone else. Strangely, blood tasted like fruit and cake to us, blood tasted like mud to the mortals.

    These days weren't turning up well for the vampires. The mortals have heard of us killing their loved ones and drinking the blood of their bodies, so they have taken measures to bar away us. They've used garlic, a vegetable that contains a smell vampires hate, to turn away us so they wouldn't be harmed. This was terrible as being shot with a normal bullet, we were facing the shortage of the mortals' blood. Fortunately, we still had animals for us to draw blood from, even though their blood was a little more bitter than the mortals'.

    My problem wasn't about the blood, it was about something else.

    I was handsome, donned in a white formal shirt, sleeveless black tuxedo jacket, red bow tie, black formal pants, and black formal shoes. I was so handsome that every vampiress in the village would look up to me and think about how great it was to be my wife. Girls would gossip and snicker about me, of course, and even follow me. It was as if I was a rabbit and several foxes were tracking my tasty flesh down.

    I hated it, I had no interest in those annoying women. I didn't even want to court and marry, all I cared about was hunting down mortals and feasting on their blood. Every time a vampiress would try to catch my heart, I shook my head and paced far away from her. One female wolf called me a "vampire prince", I looked nothing like royalty! Sometimes, I wished I could build a house distant from the village and become a recluse.

    Nevertheless, this entirely changed one night...