Writing Prompt

“You can’t be here,” he said. “Vampires only.” I sighed in annoyance.

“Is death allowed?” I asked.

“No, run along. There are no humans here”

“No offense but, being death and all, don’t you think I’d know?” The vampire rolled his eyes.

“Be quick about it kid” he let me pass.

The party was quiet, especially for vampires. I zipped by looking for the human with the red...

“You can’t be here,” he said. “Vampires only.” I grinned a sadistic smile.

“Is Death allowed?” The boy’s face didn’t change.

“Yeah, sure, your Death,” he muttered. “Listen, I’ve got better things to do, so just fuck off.” I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, yeah, okay, well, bye I guess,” I muttered, slowly turning around. But as I walked away, I slowly snapped my fingers, focusing on the boy. A moment l...

“You can’t be here,” he said. “Vampires only.”

I grinned a sadistic smile. “Is death allowed.”

He snorted a laugh leaning against the side door frame, “I’ve seen death.”

I nodded, “And don’t you recognize me?”

He rolled his eyes, folding his arms, “Why don’t you go play somewhere else. Or I’ll have to make you,” the veins under his eyes turned black as he showed his now pointed teeth.

I put a han...

He spat blood at my feet. “No,” he declared flatly. His partner inched closer. “Especially not Death.”

I laughed. “Fellas listen up. I am getting into this building. Either we can do it the easy way with you just allowing me to enter. Or we can do it a very bloody way. Choice is yours.”

The pair looked at each other and nodded. I sighed, “Bloody way it is.” I closed my eyes and letting the miasm...

“You can’t be here,” he said.

“Vampires only.” I grinned a sadistic smile. “Is death allowed?”

He looked at his partner confused and wide eyed, his partner refused to make eye contact.

Typical. They were only donors what else was to be expected.

I walked past them into the building, it’s black and red hue making any who enter appear dark and lonesome no matter how gleef...

“You can’t be here,” he said.

“Vampires only.” I grinned a sadistic smile. “Is death allowed?” Carl and I broke character and sighed. “Dang it. That’s not your line, George..” Carl dropped his script and rubbed his eyes. He’s done this a lot lately and I’m surprised his eyes haven’t fallen out.

“Yes. Yes it is! This is just some dumb high-school play. Why does it matter how I say it?”George cro...