All We Want

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Chapter 10 continues from yesterday

This time Amelia’s response was a nervous nod.

“All we want,” Velma explained, “is for people to be kind to all species. Is that too much to ask?”

The Shadow Prime Minister’s husband sat up in bed. “What’s going on? Who are you talking to?” Amelia shook her head without answering him.

“Are you vegan?” Velma asked her.

“No,” Amelia whispered fearfully, “but I don’t eat … red meat.”

Velma imbibed more of the PM’s blood. “That’s a good start Amelia but what about the chickens? What about the ducks and the fish?”

“Please stop. Please -“

“I bet that’s what the chickens would say, if they could talk,” Velma looked through the screen at Amelia, a trickle of Morris’s blood dripping from her chin. “I bet they’d say PLEASE STOP when they’re strung up by one ankle and sent along the conveyor to their death.” She turned to look at the paling world leader. “Wouldn’t they Morris?”

“I’ll do it!” Amelia blurted out, “I’ll go vegan today! No more dead animals!”

Velma was sceptical. “How do I know you won’t change your mind next week, or next year?”

“I won’t!” Amelia insisted, “I promise.”

“Why? Why will you go vegan? If you don’t do it for the right reasons, you won’t stick to it.”

Amelia knew what Velma wanted to hear. “For the animals,” she said.

“Yes. That’s the right answer. And it’s the only right answer because knowing someone else will suffer and die if you succumb to your cravings is what makes them easy to resist.” She paused for a second while she licked the blood off her lips. “Now, don’t get me wrong,” she went on. “As long as someone stops buying animal products, I don’t care why they do it, but in all my decades on this planet I have seen so many of those who do it for their own health, or to lose weight, and it’s much harder for them. I’ve lost half a stone, they’ll say, I should treat myself. Or one egg’s not gonna kill me. And then, regardless of the fact that it’s gonna kill someone else, they’re looking at veganism in their rear view and telling people it didn’t work for them.” When she turned away momentarily to glug another pint of Château de Morris, Amelia’s husband texted the head of Downing Street Security.

“I am a vampire,” Velma concluded. “There is no contagion. And no one, NO ONE, is going to experiment on animals to find one!”

The thundering of heavy combat boots ascending the stairs, followed by a desperate pounding on the flat’s front door, interrupted Velma’s final guzzle. She looked again at the phone screen, whispered “Go Vegan!” to the future viewers, and stood to face the bedroom door.

A second later, three heavily armed men entered the room. Velma smiled at the party crashers before dissolving into mist again. She exited between the legs of the panicked crack team and headed out to look for a dark, secluded roost for her bat self.

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That’s all we have so far but Chapter 11 is coming soon 😀 In the meantime you can find all the Velma the Vegan Vampire chapters here 😀

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