I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Wrapping herself tightly, she hid in the shadows, shaking her body like a drug addict, and her eyes swept over the passers-by.

She swallowed greedily, but the morality and rationality of medical students were causing her to be at war with nature.

Become a monster like a vampire, or starve to death.

She cowered in the street, and her chance came.

A young man, thinking she was a homeless man, placed a bill in front of him.

"Wait!" Seeing that the man was about to leave, her desire overcame her reason and she said in a pleading tone, "Sir, can you help me?"

The man stopped and smiled kindly.

Martha thought to herself: "This must be a gentle person."

Do you want to let such people become your food?

Martha's greedy eyes fell on the man's neck.

"Take me home." She stared at the man with hopeful eyes.

As she had hoped, the other party nodded.

He is indeed a gentle person.

She pretended to be hurt.

As a medical student, she knew exactly what kind of movements would cause leg injuries.

So she didn't think she would reveal any flaws.

The other party protected her tenderly, which made Martha confused again.

The closer she got to home, the more Martha battled with hunger and reason.

"Did you bring your keys?" A voice sounded, bringing her back to reality.

Looking at the door of the house that is already in front of him, as long as he pushes it open and goes in, the other person can be slaughtered by him.

Martha squeezed the keys in her pocket. The sun outside made her want to die.

"I think I forgot to bring it," Martha forced an ugly smile, "I'll just wait here."

She still didn't want to betray what she had learned.

"You look bad."

The other party asked concernedly, and Martha endured the discomfort and said, "Hypoglycemia, I just need to wait for a while and it will be fine."

"Let me open the door for you."

Before Martha could continue chasing people away, she saw that the originally locked door was suddenly opened.

Martha was also stunned.

She remembered her habit of locking the door.

The open door was like a black hole of desire, and a sentence echoed in Martha's mind, "Look, God will let him become your food."

Is it really providence?

Driven by bloodlust, Martha was led inside.

She seemed to have forgotten the pain and said to the man: "Can I get you a glass of water?"

She didn't wait for an answer and even forgot to pretend to be hurt.

She poured a glass of water, took out a bottle, crushed the medicine inside and added it to the water glass.

sleeping pills.

Even if you want to suck blood, sucking blood directly when you are conscious, that would be too cruel.

Holding the water glass, a pale smile appeared on her face.

"Drink some water."

The man took the water glass and drank the water in one gulp under Martha's gaze.

The unguarded frankness allowed Martha to once again emphasize the tenderness and kindness of the other party in her heart.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh.

She didn't want to become a monster, but her bloodthirsty desire forced her to give in.

As time passed, she gradually went from struggling to confused.

She once again confirmed that she had taken enough sleeping pills to make people fall asleep, but the person in front of her was not sleepy at all.

A pair of reddish-brown eyes were still staring at him, with that expression as if he was looking at some novel creature.

"You, you don't want to sleep?" Martha's brain twitched and she asked.

The other person raised his eyebrows, "I fell asleep and then let you have a full meal?"

Martha nodded subconsciously and soon realized something was wrong.

Her eyes widened, what did the other party just say?

She realizes that her identity as a vampire has been exposed.

With a scream, the sharp fangs were exposed.

She turned to run away.

The door behind him slammed shut.

Immediately afterwards, the windows that had been sealed with curtains opened with a swipe.

The lighting in this house is very good, which was what Martha was most satisfied with at the beginning.

Now she's reaping the consequences.

The sun shone in, causing her to scream.

When I was pouring water, I wiped off the sunscreen on my hands.

The hot sun burned her hands, and white smoke came out.

The more she struggled, the more white smoke came out of her body.

It was about to be burned into coke.

The curtains suddenly closed again.

She huddled on the floor, looking at the man with fear in her eyes.

"Now let's talk, Miss Vampire."

The man sat on the chair, not moving from beginning to end, still smiling like that.

But now Martha understood.

It was a condescending smile towards the weak.

From beginning to end, I am the prey.

...

Martha's previous impression of John: gentle, considerate, and gentleman.

Martha's impression of John now: scary, devilish, devilish.

Martha shivered.

She felt the pain of being burned by the sun, and her eyes were evasive.

She begged for mercy: "Please, please let me go. This is my first time. I have never done this before."

She burst into tears.

At this moment, the desire to survive defeated hunger.

Martha talked about how difficult it was for her.

It was obvious that she had finally met a quality man at a party and was about to end her single life. However, when the man came up and took a bite of her, Martha was disillusioned.

Forget about being single, Martha returned home and turned into a vampire again because she was bitten by a vampire.

I almost starved myself to death by resisting the urge to drink blood, but I did so out of a sudden thought.

At this point, she burst into tears and said, "I really haven't taken a breath."

After listening to her experience, John raised his hand to signal her to stop crying.

Walking up to Martha, under the other's horrified eyes, he reached out to hold the crying face, and asked kindly: "What's your name?"

"Martha Ratty."

John: "..." It's a great name for you to get.

"Martha, hush, listen to me." He rubbed his thumb to stop Martha from crying again, and said kindly, "I won't kill you."

Martha became quiet after hearing this.

John said softly: "I can see that you have a good heart. When you were outside the door, you defeated your blood lust. You are great."

When Martha heard this, she lowered her head shyly.

"I need you to do me a favor, Martha." John's deep eyes looked into Martha's eyes, "Where is the person who turned you into a vampire?"

"You mean Hume?" Martha hesitated, "She and I met at a party. He often appeared there and was a popular figure in our school."

"You don't want to become a vampire, do you?" John asked Martha.

Martha nodded sadly, she would never want to become a monster if she could help it.

John took out a crystal pendant from his pocket, which contained a drop of blood, which was very useful in suppressing the vampire curse.

Place the pendant around Martha's neck.

After Martha came into contact with the crystal, she felt that her hunger and bloodlust, which was like a flood bursting a bank, was suppressed.

Although he was still hungry, he was not as bloodthirsty as before.

She was amazed.

...