A monstrous flying creature pushed through the sky. He was more bird-like than the rest of the vampire clan in the area. He still had attractive human features in his face, although his jaw was elongated to make room for the larger canine teeth. His chest and arms were human but the rest barely resembled anything human. His legs were thin and covered in hair. Large wings hung over him as he flew over the steel structures that were home. Gabriel used his legs and feet as a rudder to steer him through the air.
The area around Ransom belonged to Gabriel and his merry band of vampire.
“Most of the others are idiots,” he thought as he watched a group feasting upon the zombies below. The zombies had become a delicacy for the vampire, even replacing the human prey at times, but at a price. The oxygenated blood and parasites within it excite the brain inside the vampire. It gives them a wicked high. It makes them easy to control but dependent on this food. Gabriel accepts this inconvenience as an easy way to reign but doesn’t dine on the zombies himself. “It would soften my mind,” he thinks.
Gabriel approaches the tallest building in Ransom. He leans back and fills his large wings with air.
“I will call us Aethon. That was the name of the eagle that tormented the god Prometheus, ” he says as he lands softly upon the roof of the building. Marcus, a large winged man approached. “Marcus, my lieutenant, we are the Aethon clan.”
Marcus smiles and Gabriel walks with the overweight man toward the entrance to the building.