Katherine's POV
"What am I doing back in this crappy little town?" Katherine thought as she wiped the blood off her mouth and tossed the drained body of a young man on the dirty pavement of the alley. She made a face, her nose crinkling cutely as she looked down at the pitiful sight before her. She stepped over the now corpse lightly and strode out of the alley, her heels clicking on the pavement as she walked. She flipped her long, dark, curly hair over one shoulder and smirked to herself.
She was walking down the street when a sudden blast knocked her off her feet, sending her flying into the brick wall of a store a block away. She gasped as the wind, what was left, was knocked out of her and she hit her head; this blow would've knocked out a human but left her annoyed and in a slight amount of pain. She scowled and got to her feet ready to knock someone out when she noticed a crumpled figure on the street. Her dark eyes zoomed in, as only a vampires could, and took in the naked and damp form of a young male.
Her eyes went wide as she took in the sight of him. She was next to him in a matter of seconds. On closer inspection she noticed the dark hair and strong jawline and the muscles and leanness of what would've been considered a warrior during her time. She thought about just leaving him there. Why should she care about some handsome freak that just showed up out of nowhere? But her curiosity got the best of her and she took off her jacket and put it around him. She lifted him as if he weighed nothing and carried him back to her room at the inn in the darkness of night.
Angel's POV
One minute he was fighting a Cush demon, the next he was unconscious. He groaned as he began to regain consciousness. His head was pounding and throbbing, probably due to the hit he had taken to it. "Wake up Angel." He scolded himself. "Don't let this thing get the jump on you." His eyelids fluttered slowly as he tried opening his eyes. A blinding light filled them and he hissed closing them again. He heard a husky feminine voice speak, "Sorry about that." He tried opening his eyes again and found that the light was gone. He opened them more confidently and saw his surroundings. He was in a simply furnished room with red carpets and light blue walls. His eyes looked around as he slowly sat up on the bed. His eyes finally rested on the figure of a young woman sitting in a chair across from the bed.
Her dark curls framed her heart shaped face and her dark eyes watched him as he sat up. He took in her lean but curvy form. Her sitting position belied her softness. She sat proud and confident, but her body was tense with power. She reminded him of a large cat, graceful and beautiful but vicious. Her plump lips formed into a teasing smirk as she spoke again breaking the silence, "Do you always look at people so intensely or is it just me?" She let out a soft husky chuckle that sent shivers down his spine. "I don't think we've officially met. I'm Katherine."