stopped beating the instant the tip of my tongue slipped out from his neck. My old homeless man died in my arms with a contended smile on his face, but I don’t think it was from my venom. I hadn’t released it. For a moment I was tempted to believe that I had killed him. But I knew that that was not true. The early surging of his Blood Memories told me so. His heart simply gave out. It was just his time. It was as if it was meant to be. Call it fate. Call it a Divine Plan. Yet I cannot allow myself to believe that my pierce and his death were some sort of happy accident. Serendipity exists when only accidents do not hurt. Otherwise it would be called a tragedy.
The old man’s Blood Memories went to work in me. He had been homeless by choice. He had no fear of death, no fear of the future, no fear at all. He took life one day at a time, and when that was too much, he took it one minute at a time because sometimes a whole day can be lived in sixty fleeting seconds. I knew that I had made the right choice. The old man’s Blood Memories would be the fire that tempered all the others I would soon swallow down and digest in my photographic memory. I admit: I had gotten my appetite back for blood. It really only takes a pint or two.
Red and I then went down the list that we had made. It was filled with fighters and thinkers. Red approved it. He stopped shaking his head. I drank the blood of seventeen martial artists, each skilled in a different style. There was Kung Fu and T'ai chi and Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and Nguni Stick Fighting and West African bare-knuckle boxing, and let’s not forget that wonderful Canadian martial art, Defendo. I also drank the blood of three chess grand masters. All those Blood Memories were teeming within me like a perfect storm. And I was the perfect storm. I was ready for a fight.
Look for more in The Blood Vivicanti
Part 6
OTHER BOOKS BY BECKET
Key the Steampunk Vampire Girl and the Dungeon of Despair
Key the Steampunk Vampire Girl and the Tower Tomb of Time
The Christmas King
The Door to Heaven
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
BECKET Becket has a BA in music composition, an MA in Systematic Theology, and an MS in Industrial/ Organizational Psychology. He was a Benedictine monk for many years. For the last nine years, he has worked as Anne Rice’s assistant, and has spent that time learning from her. He is also the author of Key the Steampunk Vampire Girl and the Dungeon of Despair . You can find Becket at www.becket.me
ANNE RICE Anne Rice has written over 30 books about vampires, werewolves and other such blood drinkers. Her works include Interview With the Vampire , The Vampire Lestat , and most recently The Wolves of Midwinter . You can find Anne at www.annerice.com