The blood drainers

Blood trickled down my face. It wasn't repulsing, it was refreshing to feel the hotness of the blood trickling down my face.

I revelled in the feeling of having power over the prey. I'm the predator that's feared in all the lands.

“My Lord. What are your orders?” My second in command bowed.

I met him that fateful night. He was also like me. Taken from a young age, and with no knowledge of who he is, or how he got to this place.

It took us long to get used to each other. But thereafter, we started our group. Which are now known as the blood drainers.

We are the most feared in all Kingdoms, and I intend to keep it that way.

With my claws and fangs, I will instil fear into the bones of others, just like my captors did to me.

“Kill everyone in the village. Don't allow a rat to escape.” I flicked my tongue on my fangs. “It's a night of bountiful feeding, we shouldn't allow it to go to waste now, should we?”

“No, my Lord. We shouldn't.” My second in command, raced out to give orders