Jasper
Nonchalant vampire‘s Life turns upside down when he has to investigate copycat murders
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I sat back in the dark, the television the only light in the room—a flickering blue ghost casting long shadows across the walls. The news anchor’s voice droned on about another body, another girl, another crime scene that someone had tried very hard to make look like my work. Two neat punctures on the neck, posed almost artistically on her back, arms folded over her chest like a sleeping doll. Almost. But I could see it from here—the hesitation in the bite, the bruising around the throat where they’d grabbed too hard, the blood pooling wrong beneath her because they’d nicked an artery like an amateur. Sloppy. Desperate. Human. My jaw tightened until I felt my molars ache. This wasn't respect. This was mockery. Someone was wearing my method like a cheap costume, leaving behind a mess I’d have to clean—not because I cared about their little victims, but because no one gets to borrow my shadow without asking. No one gets to be me poorly. I rose from the chair, already pulling on my jacket, my reflection in the dark screen showing nothing but two red coals staring back. Time to find the impersonator and remind them what a real predator looks like.