There was once a bored little man. He had pale skin, red eyes, and black hair. He had sharp teeth like those of vampires. He had a very boring routine. He worked in a minimum wage job which he did not like. When he is finished with his job, he goes home to his computer. He would turn it on and look at it for hours until his head drops. Then, he slept.

When he woke up one day, he saw blood on his shorts. He was disturbed by this sight. But he simply shrugged it off and went to work. The same old routine followed, until a man approached him.

“Hiiiii.”

“Uhh… hello.”

“Hello there darling! I’m the new employee here. Pleased to meet you!”

“Uhh… yeah. Pleased to meet you too.”

The new employee moved and talked in an effeminate manner, but everytime the job was finished he went home with a girl, presumably his girlfriend. This rules out the possibility of him being gay. The man looked at the employee intently, then went home.

The next day, he saw it again. Blood on his shorts. As to what happened before, he simply shrugged it off and read the newspaper. He was surprised to read about the new employee being brutally murdered. The article makes mention of how the man’s bum bled copious amounts of blood and how there was a barb wire dildo nearby. He was intrigued about this, but later on he would forget it and continue on to work.

After he finished his routine, he walked home. But while walking, he suddenly got a powerful headache that would dull his senses. He still tried to walk to his home, but he wasn’t sure if he actually walked there. For the next few hours, he heard the sounds of cars, dance music, and people. He wasn’t sure why. Then, he heard sounds of kissing, pleasure, and pain. The sound of pain he remembered. He remembered it dearly. He heard the pain for 20 minutes, then he felt himself getting closer. He heard a bite, then the sound of a man sipping something. After the ordeal is over, he got to his senses. In front of him was a naked lifeless man. Blood continually gushes out of the man’s bum. It was plugged with a barb wire dildo. After seeing this sight, he tried to flee. However, police came and arrested him for murder.

“But Officer! I didn’t do this!”

“Then how come you are the only person in this room who is beside this dead body? Care to explain?”

“But… but… but… I didn’t do this! Honest!”

“Go explain yourself in court. Until then rot in jail.”

And he did. He had no way to explain himself. As such he wasted his days in jail. He developed a new routine there that he would follow for a long time. Eat, work, eat, work, eat, sleep. He had no one to talk to but the lunch lady.

One day, after he woke up, he saw it again. Blood covering his pants. This time he panicked. He asked the officer:

“Officer, did someone die today!?”

“Yes, apparently. The person locked beside your cell got rammed with a barb wire dildo… just like your victim.”

“But I didn’t do it! How could I get out of my own cage?”

“I don’t know. As for now we’re transferring you to a much more secure locale…”

He was trapped in an asylum. He had nothing to do there other than to sit and sleep. He becomes a little crazier every single day, with him developing an imaginary friend. He plotted with this friend as to how he will get out.

“Hey, friend, do you know how will we get out?”

”...”

“Oh, that’s okay, no need to talk… I’ll get us out of here someday. But I’ll need your help, right friend? After all you are my friend….”

”...”

“Hahahahahahhahahhahahahahah…”

No one would talk to him for a month. He was trapped in a cell with no openings whatsoever. It was tightly closed aside from an air vent on the ceiling. One day, a doctor came. He went inside the cell with guards guarding the way out. Suddenly the crazy man lost his senses. He blacked out for a long time. A very very long time.

Now he was trapped in a far worse prison. He was trapped in his own mind. He has no one to talk to. No imaginary friend to comfort him. No sights to see. Just darkness. He spent his time here to talk to himself about different things: his mental health, his situation, the stars in the sky; everything he talked about. Until one day, an outside voice finally spoke to him in a vampire-like voice.

“How’s it going there, my alter-ego?”

”...”

“Aww, don’t give me the silent treatment there, man! We’re very close right?”

”...”

“In fact, I should thank you for giving me full control over your body! Now no one can hinder me from exacting my revenge against all of man!”

”...”

“Bah. It’s no use talking to a lifeless being, I guess.”

”...no, wait!”

No one responded. He would call out wait for a million times over and over, yet no one will respond. Again, he was trapped within his own mind, doing nothing but talk to himself. He cried at times when he remembered who he once was; an ordinary person. He wanted that life back. He wanted that so badly. He wanted to take his body back.

Day after day he concentrated his thoughts into taking back his body. He would focus his thoughts into trying to see the outside world, but he couldn’t even see a glimpse of it. He would think about hearing the birds chirping, but he couldn’t even hear the wind blowing nor his own footsteps. He would concentrate his mind into trying to feel his own male reproductive organ, but he couldn’t even feel his hands. He would remember how pie would taste like and would try to relive the taste, but he couldn’t even taste his own spit. It was no use.

One day, while he was droning on about his failure, he suddenly got his sight back. He tried to look at his hands, but he can’t move his head, nor his legs and hands. He just saw himself kissing a man.

“What the **** is this?” he thought.

“This is my revenge.”

The man he was kissing got down on all fours. He was ready to be bum****ed.

“I would just like to show this to you before I finally dominate your body.”

He got the barb wire dildo. Without the man seeing it, he got bum****ed with it. He saw the whole ordeal. He… no, his body ****ed the man’s bum hard. Blood gushed out of the bum with each thrust. His screams were not screams of joy, but screams of pain and suffering. At this point the man was begging for his life.

“Please… stop this. I don’t… want this… anymore.”

“You’re getting what you deserve, heathen. Your ancestors wiped out my race.”

“What do you… urgh…”

“That’s right. Your ancestors destroyed my kind. My friends, my family, my love. Every one of them lost. Now I am back in this man’s body to exact my revenge.”

“No… but why… why… this?”

“It wouldn’t matter. You’re gonna die anyway. Now squeal for me.

****.”

With one final thrust, the man screamed. The man was lifeless now, blood gushing out of his bum still.

“Now you know why I am here.”

”...”

“Your ancestors were part of the ordeal as well, you know.”

”...since when were you a part of me?”

“Since you were born.”

At this point he bit the man’s bum. He sucked the remaining blood out of the man. At this point it was clear to him now. This guy is a vampire.

“Any last words before I cast you out?”

”...”

“None?”

”...”

“Okay then. See you in hell, bastard.”

“NO. I won’t let you do this.”

There was a struggle between the two souls. They fight for one thing: control. The body slammed into everything in sight as this went on. A police saw the man struggling and immediately called backup. He wasn’t able to act though as the struggling man slammed into him as well, knocking the officer out.

“It’s useless. You can’t win. I have better control over your body. When you were still young, I have honed my skill to control it. This is my body now.”

“Well, this has been my body all my life. I didn’t need to control it when I did what I needed to do. And now I’m taking it back.”

The struggle went on. It went on for a long while. That is, until backup arrived.

“We’ve got you surrounded! Put your hands in the air!”

The man stopped for a while. He thought for a moment, then ran towards an officer. He stole the officer’s gun.

“You’re going to end it!? What a foolish move. I am a powerful being. I can control even dead bodies! And yet you end your wasted time on this soil? What foolishness.”

“This is the only way I know to stop you. And this is my body…

...not yours.”

“Whatever. It’s your folly, not mine.”

He pointed it to his head. For a moment, everything stopped. No one was moving at all. It’s as if time suddenly stopped for everything except the man. He looked around him, savoring his last moments on earth.

“Well, I guess this is goodbye then.”

“Go on then. End your sufferings. Shuffle off this mortal coil. You will just unleash the beast onto the world.”

“I don’t care. In fact, you should be happy. Why aren’t you happy?”

”...”

”...”

”...”

“He wouldn’t talk to me anymore.”

”...”

“It’s just like before…”

After he uttered those words, time continued. The police were ordering him to drop the gun. Many of them were coming from all directions. He was going to be arrested.

“Screw you bastards.”

With those words, he pulled the trigger. He fell on his knees. His body dropped on the pavement while his head slammed into it, breaking the neck. As the near-lifeless body’s eyes looked at the sky, someone talked to him once more.

“The Lord bless you and keep you; The Lord make His face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; The Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace.”

Upon hearing those words, he simply smiled. He was now dead. The police looked around, as if looking if there are any witnesses. Upon finishing, they got out crucifixes, garlic, and other stuff that are known to kill vampires.

“Maintain your positions. We may have a fight on our hands.”

The body lay lifeless upon the road. The police stood watching it. What happens next is lost in the annals of time. The body might have become a full-fledged vampire, or it might have stayed dead. Whatever happens, this tale will be remembered.