Sophia had been enjoying her new vampire powers a lot. She had all the good stuff, with only a little bit of the bad stuff. She didn't need to drink blood, which was a plus. She could, but she didn't have to. She only needed to feed on something. As she had done anyway. But she was faster, stronger, sexier. God she loved what it had done to her figure. She had just naturally gained an hourglass figure, and her breasts had gotten bigger, or so she thought.
And now she spent her nights stalking for prey, in her brand new lace and silk underwear. She got the healing factor to. Any wound just closed up and healed. And all the guys she fought seemed stunned by the lady in her underwear with the black katana.
So as she walked around the streets in a loose robe, the one she used to wear, she saw someone stealing her thunder with an apple merchant. Another girl, by the looks of her, mortal, stealing Sophia's tricks?!
"Hey." With unnatural speed, she stood next to the woman.
"Put the handsome gentleman's apple back, before I put it back, and put your head next to it."