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now that I was hungry and could feel myself shifting at any given moment.
      ‘Hey! You! Stay away from the women, you fucking freak, yeah that's right, a freak!’ he kept yelling at me.
      Something snapped within me. I just stood and glared at him like a hunter. He was much stockier and bigger built than myself, but I knew I had the strength of ten compared to him. He pushed my shoulder, trying to get a reaction from me. ‘Don't push me; step away now and no-one will get hurt,’ I glowered
      He started pushing me again and laughing at me in a mocking tone. ‘Oh listen to this freak guys, he reckons he can fight me.’
      ‘Leave me alone, you do not want to piss me off I can assure you!’ I snarled under my breath.
      ‘Let him go, please. He’s not worth it,’ the woman begged him.
      ‘So he can go and try it on with some other woman? He's not natural, there's something not quite right about him.’
      ‘He’s different, now just let him go will you,’ the brunette shouted.
      ‘You got that right, honey. He’s a freak of nature.’
    He kept going on and on and his voice was drowning out my thoughts and inte rrupting my concentration. I couldn't shake off the urge to bite. A few of his friends came running over. I felt panicky as the overwhelming feeling of fear enclosed me, trapping me like a wretched animal. ‘Attack Jyrki, attack,’ I heard a snide voice inside my head. It wasn't mine. Why am I allowing them to make me feel like this? The conflicting argument continued its battle; it was either the demon or walk away. I was hungry though and my throat yearned for her blood.
      ‘Arghh!’ I yelled as I felt a thump at the back of my neck. I fell forwards on all fours, reeling with rage and anger. I felt another kick on my side and the sound of insane laughter around me.
    I braced myself, and looked up towards the women who were now screaming and backing away. My g aze now fixed on the man with the sarcastic smile and stupid arrogance that he could even win a fight with me. I smirked at him, fully aware my eyes hinted a shade of yellow and my fangs had now perfectly cut through.
      ‘Didn't your mother ever tell you never to pick a fight with a vampire?’ I laughed as I watched the colour drain from his chubby face.
      I leapt from the floor and grabbed him around the neck. He was shaking as I sniffed the blood that emanated from him his flesh. 
      ‘What the fuck are you?’ he croaked.
      ‘I’m your worst bloody nightmare.’
    His friends, hardly believing I had the strength in me backed away. Although, I was sure they saw my face shift by the screams of the women huddled together by bar door.
      ‘Just let him go mister,’ the woman called out to me. ‘We don’t want any trouble.’
    I didn't want to. I pressed the tip of my tooth onto the flesh and slowly made a puncture. The guy whimpered and I could smell the sweat and fear emanating from him. Still, I was perfectly aware I had an audience and so licked the tiny speck of blood that dripped from the wound and with all my strength pushed him away from me.
      I stood for a little while watching the terrified human shake and wither in agony on the floor. He held his hand firmly onto the wound and sat staring at me with a horrified look on his face. As his friends helped him up from the floor, they all turned to me with vacant expressions on their faces. They said nothing to me; I could sense they were too scared to do so.
      ‘What the fuck did I do that for?’ I ran at an alarming speed through the town. I ran until it pained me, allowing my feet to take me anywhere. I ended up standing in the middle of the Senate Square feeling disorientated as I clasped my eyes on the neo-classical buildings that surrounded me.
    My concentration was shattered, my strength whittled to nothing. I had almost killed another human tonight and the worst thing was there were witnesses. I could feel a tear running down my face as I walked