吸血暮年之夏寒_2800字

　　脫稿這麼久我打算重新更新。不過我非常厚道地把中英文放在一起發。　

　　= =。畢竟，分不是這麼混的。　

　　重溫一下以前的章節吧：　

　　序：http:///zuowen/html/39/231438.htm （英語的）　

　　http:///zuowen/html/31/232374.htm（中文的）　

　　<I> : http:///zuowen/html/23/231810.htm (英語的)　

　　http:///zuowen/html/39/239608.htm （中文的）　

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　　<II>　

　　To vampires like winter, memories of the past, when she was only a human, were far from vivid. She can faintly recollect how she was forced into marriage with god, how she met Blade by the ziggurats, how they fell in love, and how Blade turned her into what she is now. Although images are plain, she can no longer feel the way she felt, it’s like trying to arouse memories form her past life. It’s that far away.　

　　However, burning kisses remained; those icy lips and teeth dipping into her skin.　

　　Blade. The young and charmed vampire. How could she ever forget?　

　　Love never fades…Winter muttered the words to herself, then smiled suggestively at her wooden stake, which was hanging freely on the wall.　

　　That’s no love, she thought. It’s only desire.　

　　She had seen how Blade finished Judora the other day, she felt herself filled with new blood again; no longer under the control of Blade. One day, when he finally falls into degeneration, she will do the same to him. Revenge. It is one desire apart from blood that keeps winter alive.　

　　But before that, she needs to play by the rules. Acting innocent and weak is always the best way to paralyze the target. It worked for the humans, then why not vampires, too. Meanwhile, a share of food is the best symbol of loyalty. 　

　　As the temperature climbed up day by day, prey gets scarce and it can hardly satisfy the thirsty pack, which means these desperate creatures have no choice but to widen their food chain from merely large animals to the human race. 　

　　The last thing the master would have ever wanted was to make their kind overpopulated with former humans, for he needed the majority to be his choice of prey. It’s like there’s always been more grass than the sheep, and more sheep than the wolves. So the vampires wanted to remain the hidden, unrevealed minority, on the top of the food pyramid and all that. 　

　　The only way one can be turned into a vampire is to be drained out of blood, with not even one drop left, like a living corpse. And the master knew well of his servants, they were not very decent self-controllers, once started off, they would not stop until there isn’t a single drop of blood left to suck. Therefore, he was wise to forbid regular huntings on humans. Well, for one exception, unless for the benefit of his own.　

　　At special occasions like this, when it’s the dead end of summer, he had an excuse for setting eyes on the people. A man gotta feed himself, and so does a monster. He grinned at that thought. He longed for the fresh blood of a new born, or a virgin. 　

　　Now it is a matter of whom he should select to get what he wanted. Since Judora is now dead, it’s either Blade or Winter. He couldn’t find reasons to distrust Blade, but somehow, he felt, in some sense, Blade was too…how should he put this…too human. Yes that’s the word. It’s as if Blade had a heart to think before he took action, and he had a soul to feel sorrow for those killed. After debating a few rounds with himself, he decided to try Winter’s ability, or rather, loyalty. Winter had been fed on animal blood ever since she transformed into one of them, sooner or later, she’d have to make her first kill. She can’t avoid it, it’s her job, and it’s her life.　

　　With all perfect reasons provided, the masters summoned Winter to his place. 　

　　Winter knelt down on one knee. “What may I do for you, master?” She learned quickly.　

　　“Go now,” the master stared down at his long pointy finger nails, almost trying to count how many of them there were, “And fetch me the blood of December, your biological sister. She is getting married to their cheap God today; if not me, their god would eat her up anyways. I really think it would be a pity to waste such blood of a virgin.”　

　　Winter did not move. She had her head down, it was impossible to read her emotions.　

　　The master raised one eyebrow. “Got any problems?”　

　　Winter raised her chin, soul as ice, “No. master.” 　

　　吸血暮年之夏寒。　

　　對於像冬天這樣的吸血鬼來說，當她還是人類時的回憶，已經不清晰了。她只能隱約地記得她被迫與神成婚，在神殿前與刀鋒邂逅，他們相愛，然後她被刀鋒變成了……現在的這個樣。儘管她還記得畫面，但已經不能清楚地感受到當時的感受，這就好像企圖喚回前生的記憶一樣。如此遙遠。　

　　不過燃燒的吻仍存；冰冷的唇和牙齒陷入她的皮膚。　

　　愛不會淡化……冬天自言自語，然後頗有暗意地笑了，目視着掛在牆上的木十字架。　

　　那不是愛，她明白。那只是欲。　

　　她目睹了那日刀鋒親手解決了居多拉，她感覺身體里重新灌滿了新的血液；似乎她不再被刀鋒左右。總有一天，當他的威力衰退的時候，她也會這樣結束他的生命。復仇。這是除了血欲以外另一種維持冬天的生命的強烈情感。　

　　在那之前，她只能遵循規則。表現出極為無辜和軟弱是麻痹目標最好的方式。這對於人類很好用，那麼對於吸血鬼也沒有理由不好用。此時，分享自己的食物是忠誠的最好體現。　

　　隨着氣溫逐日攀升，獵物減少，這無法滿足這群饑渴的吸血鬼的慾望。也就是說，這些迫切的野獸們不得不將他們的食物鏈擴大，從大型動物到人類。　

　　首領最不想看到的事是大量的人類變成吸血鬼，他需要絕大多數人口成為他的獵物，供他選擇。如同草總是比羊多，而羊總是比狼多一樣。吸血鬼們是少數的，是暗處隱藏着的危機，他們在食物金字塔的最頂端。　

　　把人變成吸血鬼的方法只有一個，那就是吸干他的血，一滴不剩，把他變成一個有肉無血的殭屍。首領很了解自己的手下，他們都不是很好的自控者，一旦開始吸血，便不會停下。所以他很聰明地禁止了對人類的常規捕獵。當然，為了他自己的利益時除外。　

　　現在就是這樣的時候，已是盛夏，他有着充足睥睨人類的借口。一個人需要把自己餵飽，一個吸血鬼也是如此。他想到這裡微微地笑了，他渴望得到新生兒的血，或是處女的血。　

　　現在的問題是，他選誰來幫他呢？居多拉已經死了，那麼有這個能力的只有刀鋒和冬天。他找不到不信任刀鋒的理由，但他總有一種感覺，刀鋒太過……怎麼說呢……人性化吧。對，他找的就是這個詞。似乎刀鋒總有一顆讓他能在行動前思考的心，和一個讓他對受害者感到歉意地靈魂。首領的思想鬥爭了幾個回合，終於決定要考驗冬天的能力，或者說，忠誠度。冬天自從加入他們以來，一直是以動物的血為生。總有一天，她需要真正地殺一次人。她不能避免的，這是她的工作，這是她的生活。　

　　擁有着充足的借口，首領將冬天召喚到他的居所。　

　　冬天單膝跪下。“我有什麼能為您效勞嗎？首領。”她很快便學會了這裡的禮儀。　

　　“去吧，”首領望着自己的修長指甲發話，似乎在數他有多少個指甲。“把十二月的血帶回來，她是你作為人類時的親生妹妹。她今天要與那個該死的神成親；就算我不殺她，她也會被神吃掉的。我想我沒有必要浪費一個處女的血。”　

　　冬天沒有動，她低着頭，神色無法辨認。　

　　首領的一根眼眉顫了顫。“有什麼不妥么？”　

　　冬天抬起臉，彷彿靈魂冰凍。“首領，沒什麼。”