“I have been thinking Tyler, and I think it’s time to lay you off the football team permanently.”

Tyler couldn’t believe what he had just heard, he knew that it had something to do with the last incident, but he didn’t think it would lead to him not being able to play football anymore. The boy was ok now, and Tyler even went with his parents to see him several times at the hospital, he knew it wasn’t enough, but he never meant to do what he did. He never meant to hurt the boy, and this was the worst punishment he could have ever received for that. He tried to say something while choking back the tears that were beginning to form in his eyes.

“W-w-why?” He stammered.

“I’m sorry Tyler, I tried, but if something like that happens again, I could lose my job.”

“It won’t happen again coach, I swear it, but please don’t keep me from playing!” Tyler begged.

“You know I loved it when you played for us Tyler, you were so awesome at scoring touchdowns, but I can’t take the risk of bringing you back in to play with the others, they’re all scared of you now more than before, and this will only affect the team’s performance. Besides, you and I both know that this isn’t the first time that a kid had gotten injured by you.”

Tyler placed his head down. Coach Martin was right. Almost everyone on the team had either gotten a sprain, a bruise or even a twisted ankle from one of Tyler’s mighty kicks or pushes. He had tried to control himself whenever he was in the game, but had failed to do so, causing several accidents.

“I have informed the principal, and he supports the decision, we will also let your parents know about it. You’re a great player Ty, but I just don’t think football is for you.”

Coach Martin stood up and headed back to his office, leaving Tyler to digest what he had just told him.

***

The school bell rang indicating that it was closing time and all the kids ran out of the gates of Wuddenberg high to meet with their parents, who were waiting to take them home.

“Hi dear, how was school today?” Tyler’s foster mom, Stella said to him as he stepped out and walked towards the car where she sat.

“Fine,” Tyler replied giving no facial expression.

“You look pretty dull today. Did something happen? Is anything wrong?” Stella asked him with a concerned face.

“Um no, nothing,” Tyler said.

Stella knew he was lying but she didn’t have the time to pressure him to talk as she had to go and pick his younger sister, Mimi up from elementary and drop her off at ballet class before taking him and Jake home.

The Daltons, Stella and Carl, had no children of their own and they gave up long ago on trying as the doctors had told them that it was just a waste of time. They adopted three children, Jake, Tyler, and Mimi, and they had lived as one happy family until Tyler’s strange vampire behaviors got in the way. He was adopted the same day as Mimi, who was just a baby while Tyler was about three but was already looking like an adolescent, he had an unexplainable growth spurt as he had already reached sexual maturity at the age of seven. The Daltons loved their children regardless of how strange they were especially Tyler, who had problems opening up to things that were bothering him as he always felt that they would not understand. His siblings were practically worshipped in their classrooms, and people who attended Wuddenberg high always found it hard to believe that he was related to Jake, one of the hottest high school seniors and former prom king, Jake was once a quarterback on the football team before he quit and went into soccer. Tyler’s younger sister, Mimi, was an aspiring ballerina who was loved by all, her classmates, her friends, and her family. His siblings were stars while he was just the dweeb who thought he was a vampire, no one even knew he was in the football team until after the popular accident.

Jake came out of the school a few seconds later and greeted his mom before joining her in the front seat.

“How was school today?” She asked him as he fastened his seat belt.

“Never better,” he said and then turned to Tyler who sat down at the back.

“Hey bro, how was your day?”

Tyler just shrugged, unsure of what to say as he couldn’t tell if Jake was being serious or was just teasing him knowing how awful his life was. Either way, he wasn’t in his mood. Now that they were both seated, Stella started the car and drove off to the elementary to pick up Mimi.

***

Ronin, the powerful pureblood vampire moaned with pleasurable delight and looked down at the naked woman on her knees beneath him who had his cock in her mouth, playing tricks with it. He didn’t know who she was, the only thing he knew was that she had come to him, asking to be converted like the other shameless fools he had killed before. He agreed to convert her, if she could satisfy his sexual desires and she agreed. But of course, he would not be keeping his part of the deal.

Just then, one of his servants entered into the room whose door was wide open.

“I am sorry to interrupt my Lord, I didn’t know you were busy.”

“No, it’s ok, I was just about to go and feed, continue my dear,” he was referring to the blonde woman gagging his dick down her throat who would be his food for the evening after she finished. She had done well tonight, but sadly he did not deem her fit to become a vampire.

“The prisoners have arrived,” the servant informed him.

“Ok then, I will be right down,” he said. The servant then bowed and left the room.

Ronin crouched down to look at the lady who smiled at him with cum dripping from her mouth. She had finished already, and now it was now time for him to feed. He placed one hand on her mouth, sliding the other around her neck, her chest and her nipples, before grabbing her shoulders with his claws. She squealed, not knowing what awaited her before he moved his face to the side of her neck and sunk his fangs deep into her skin, the squeals turned into screams as he began to feed on her blood. Apart from the fact that she tasted so delicious, she also did give him a good blow job and amazing sex. Her efforts to take some of his power will not be in vain, she would be given a worthy burial. After was full, he threw her dead body on the ground and began to put on his clothes. He then called in his servant who had left before.

“Feed it to the snakes!” he ordered, before going downstairs to meet with the new prisoners he had kept waiting. They all knelt down in silver chains, in the halls of the castle where he ruled over his coven. The dhampir who had captured them stood behind them.

“A family of Dhampirs, how interesting” he said, looking at the hybrid man, his wife and two daughters.

“Please just let us go,” the man begged, his daughters shivering with fright. “We haven’t done anything!”

“Oh yes you have,” Ronin said. “Just by existing, you all have done something terrible. It is either you are a human or a vampire, you cannot be both!” He yelled.

The little girls began to cry, the wife trying to comfort them by holding their hand, Ronin continued speaking.

“It’s already an insult that humans now have the ability to become like us, but I will not sit down and watch while another specie similar to us is being born, and increasing in numbers, I will not wait for them to be plenty enough to challenge our existence.”

He crouched down a bit to be on a face-to-face level with the man and grabbed his cheekbone, squeezing it, his claws sinking deep into his skin making him to bleed before he continued speaking to him.

“You are an alumnus of that wretched school; I know that you will not tell me its location. I will still kill you either way, but I just want you to know that when I find the Dhampir Academy, I will kill everyone there and I will burn it to the ground. I will wipe all of you dhampirs off the face of the earth!”

He released his claws from the cheek of the man, becoming irritated as he watched the wound he had caused on his cheek heal quickly. He signified to the assassin to finish the job, laughing wickedly as he went back upstairs to his chambers while enjoying the screams and pleas of the Dhampir family begging for their lives as they were being vanquished.