"Shadow Runners" drabbles by Isaac Grant
In the Shadows
Shadow Runners #3
I run, and run, searching for the end of this God-forsaken life, trying to find a soul to devour, and I don't care whose. I need a soul, for mine was lost to the teeth of God's worst creation. Those things whose names cannot be uttered without disgust and putrid vomit pouring into the mouth. The vile taste of flesh always lingers. I run, and run, sliding through the darkness, blinking is slower than my pace. My burden grows heavier with each step. I run, and run, hunting the person that will give me freedom. Give me a soul.
Kiss of Death
Shadow Runners #2
The Shadow Runners will find you eventually. There is no escape. Their kiss of death will caress your neck and you will either enjoy death's warm embrace or face "The turning." A life without a soul. These... things feast not only on blood and flesh but on inner being, soul, hoping to regain theirs, and die. You too will face that fate, before receiving that kiss from death's lips, and that will seem to good to be true, accepting you into the world of the afterlife, changed and sorrowed from your acts of murder, and trying to retrieve a soul.
Shadow Runners
Shadow Runners #1
Some may call them vampires, but we do not even dare speak that name lest they come after us, in anger of the old name that has cursed them since the old times. We just call them "Sprinters", or "Shadow runners". If you see a quick shadow that looks humanoid, you're alone, and it's not yours... run. It probably wont do you much good though, they are wicked fast leaving even their own shadows behind sinking their white teeth into the back of your neck before you drift into death's wide open arms happy that you were spared from turning.
