They call themselves the Deep Greens: they graft capacitors below their skins, tattooed with haikus about the off-grid life. They feed their spartan devices with the purest of energy sources: nanodevices extract energy from the sugar in their blood.
The deepest of them, those charismatic enough, take other people's. If they do it right the donor survives, dizzied by low sugar and some blood loss.
Sometimes they do it wrong. Sometimes on purpose.
They have infrared-sensitive rhodopsin in their retinas. Not to waste watts on light, they say, but I know they are readying their eyes for the hunt.
I'm preparing myself for mine.
.finis.
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2 comments:
Of course you would create cyborg vampires and the people who hunt them.
Can Dean have a bionic arm? I'm thinking of the puns already.
Maybe Angel suffered a glitch in his matrix.
:D
You're always in a war somehow. Not being aware of it can be just one more sign that you will surely loose if nor already :)
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