Never Good Enough

hmm this is sort of a sequel to this. (I'm not finished with that, either.)
Also a sequel for this (another WiP)
Undertaking and Tired of Saying I'm Fine actually have nothing to do with each other lol
Collection of short stories.
Note: This contains possible spoilers for the unfinished prequels, and it also contains gore and suicide. Read at your own risk.
== Streetway ==
I hurried down the street, the sun beating down on my back. I shielded my eyes from the blaze, crouching underneath a building, and basking in the shade of it.
I sighed with content.
Oh, right. I'm sorry. I'm always terrible at introductions . . . sorry. My name's Tide. It's been . . . say, three years since the Capturing?
Yeah, it has.
Inkling's back at my apartment building with Delphis. I imagine Delphis is watching a movie. She's been fascinated with ordinary dragon life ever since we escaped.
Inkling's probably the only one doing anything productive. In a month or two, it'll be our anniversary of when we first met. Not that it was a good moment, it just happens to be close to my heart.
I curse under my breath, remembering all of the events. Shrugging it off, I decide to stop procrastinating.
There's a SandWing sitting next to me. Oddly enough, she's carrying an umbrella. I glance at her, pondering. 
She glares at me, but behind it, I see a scared little mind. It's not sharp, though. It's a dull, worn fright that's probably been with her for years. 
Out of pure impulse, I greet her. "Hey." 
She quickly glances away. "Hi." 
I continue speaking, mimicking the terse communication style we've already established. "You're . . . frightened. You've been frightened." 
She nodded. "You're oddly perceptive." 
I stuck my talons out. "My name is Tide." 
She hesitated, looking at her talons as if they might come alive and eat her. Hesitantly she shook. "Sonorous." 
== Realization ==
I got why Tide screamed a little when I told her that the regular little sad SandWing she found on the street was actually a vampire. 
Now we're inside of a building. There are ordinary tile floor, regular hotel like decorations, but the ceiling seemed to be beyond reach. Well, that's what most urban buildings in Entos are like in the inside. 
I quickly slapped my talons over her snout, ignoring the looks from the surrounding employees. 
She pushed my talons away. "You're a vampire?" she squeaked, her voice tinny with shock. 
I shrugged. "I should've been killed a long, long time ago. I'm considered a Betrayal." 
Tide's green gaze sparkled with interest, all the fear washing away. "What's a Betrayal?" 
"It's when I don't follow vampire ways, or I starve myself. I've been doing both." I shrugged, ignoring the silent wailing coming from my stomach.
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