Cursed blood

Five days later. Early in the morning.

Scream from Clara never stopped and Vilate Cardiano was barely able to be awake. Being five days unable to get water or anything else to eat almost killed him. Another aspect of this matter was the constant screaming of Clara, who didn't stop even for a second. In this pitch-dark room, Vilate could see not much, but what he could was the fact that Clara’s hair turned snow white.

This extreme change sealed Vilante's fate, who knew that only one kind of being could have this kind of snow-white hair. "VAMPIRE"

This newfound discovery made young half-dead Vilante wake up to life in the hope of getting out of there and saving his own life. His newfound strength gave him a clear mind to think and he started systematically swinging with the chains to lose up a little and he could get out in time. His only hope was that Clara would not be able to break the chains she was in in time and he would escape and send her to the church to kill her.

Clara was bound by absurdly thick chains which weighed much more than her own body. That didn't stop her from swinging with than with nearly gentle ease and it was only a matter of time before she would be able to break the chains.

Her mind was nearly once again clear only the excruciating thirst and desperate need for it when it was already prepared right in front of her made her crazy. She tried to get free, but she still felt that she was not strong enough. Her now long nails on her hands were constantly useless making her pierce her palms and hurting herself constantly.

She was not able to sort out the fact that her body was generating such enormous power compared to her thin body that it was out of this world.

*****

Two days later midnight same place.

Vilante was out of strength. He was not able to even open his eyes to see what was happening before him. Unknown to him, Clara was finally able to break one shackle on her leg. She found out that her legs were much stronger than her arms and as she was bound with the shame chains, she decided to use a strategy to get out of these.

It took her another half an hour until she found out that the best way to free herself was to pull out her leg from the chains. She was not prepared for that, but she felt that her only hope to calm down was on the brink of death made her resolute and she pulled her leg through the chains.

The strange sounds echoed in the room as her uncle and bones in her food were deforming and breaking under the pressure as she pulled it through the chain. Clara was screaming with all her might and as the blood sprayed from her ripped skin, her last for blood broke through the limits.

Her two centimeters fangs spring out piercing through her jaw in the process for the first time scaring her so much that she shopped and just waited for what will gonna happen and if it gonna go away. It did not last long and as soon as her fangs crawled back in place she continued. Clara now tried to do something with the shackles on her arms and as soon as her leg healed she pushed herself off the bed.

Clara pushed so hard that the bed under her snapped. This sudden desperate move made her spin and as she nearly snapped her neck, she landed on her stomach. She was so happy, so she was able to free herself even more, she prepared her body for the final trial which was to free her hands and get to her cause of insanity.

As soon as she felt that her feet were touching the wall, and everything was prepared, her body sprang forward like a cat and flew across the bedroom. In the instant, she was right in from of Vilate Cardiano.

Clara completely forgot, that after what had happened when she tried to free her hands she didn’t end up well, but not to her knowing, the chains on her hands were made, so they would not be able to stop her from escaping as the chains on her legs.

Vilate Cardiano was already not able to hear her as he was just not long before his last breath, but that didn't stop Clara for the first time. She felt as Vilante’s blood was flowing through his veins in his neck and she didn't wait any more for the invitation to dig in.

Her fangs went right through the tapping jugular drinking his blood as hastily as possible. She didn't know how to do it effectively, so she spilled most of the blood on the floor, but that little blood managed to arrive in her mouth and through her fangs.

Through her body cycle fresh blood and life force from poor Vilate Cardiano. In just a few seconds Klara was not happy enough with what she had and as she moved his head to the other side to have a taste from the other side, she accidentally shaped his neck.

In an instant his body stiffed and Klara didn't try to drink once more. In that instant, she felt completely disgusting to drink more from him, so she pushed herself off the dead body and laid on the floor.

"Huf. Huf. Huf..."

Klara felt everything extremely accurate to the point that it made her mind crazy. She could hear all the noises from the animals around the villa, the movement of trees, the cracking of the house, the sea, and especially blood flowing through her veins. She also felt as if her before none beating heart was beating like crazy.

She didn't know when this would stop, but it didn't matter. Clara was still in high and rushed outside of the bedroom to look where she currently was, leaving a bloody victim turned in pieces with two holes in the shoulders and snapped neck, she quickly departed.

Clara moved very quickly through the mansion her vision blurry from the still continued rush of feeding and arrived outside in the garden. Along the way, she hit every door and obstacle there was, as she had no idea how to stop or move to the side at this speed. As she was in the garden she started looking all around and found out that she was somewhere where she never was and had no idea how to get back into Venezia.