I stared down the the faint scars on my arms, constant reminders of my past. I didn't ask for this life - it was forced upon me.

I walk calmy down the streets of my hometown, listening to the echoes of my high heels on the wet pavement. Even though the party I had just been at had ended well over an hour ago, a few people with too much alcohal in their system stumbled about. I looked around at the dancing shadows and realized I was pretty much the only sober girl on the street. I stopped walking and crouched down, and started fumbling around in my purse for my mase.

"Ugh, where are you..." I asked myself, realzing how stupid I must look, talking to an inatimate object. What I wasn't expecting was a reply.

"I'm right here, lovely" a soft voice came from behind me. I immediatly stopped what I was doing and held my breath. I hadn't even heard footsteps... or any sounds for that matter. Was this guy a ghost or what?

I slowly stood up and turned to face the myserious person... only to find that there was no one there. I frowned, and whirled around to see if anyone was close by... but no, nothing. I swear I had heard someone, unless my nerves were getting the best of me. But still, the voice had sounded so real. I shook my head, I guess I wasn't as sober as I thought I was. I picked up my purse off the ground and looked around one more time before slowly starting to walk again.

"Over here lovely" a soft whisper came from the dark alley I was walking by. I stopped in my tracks, and felt my pulse quicken. "Mmm, I can hear your heartbeat from here" said the voice from the dephs of the dark. What kind of creepy person says something like that? I turned my head to face the mystery voice, but all I could see was black. I heard snickering and what sounded like wings.

"Hello?" I asked, searching the darkness, looking for something... anything. Suddenly someone emerged from the shadows, and all I could do was stare. His skin was as pale as the full moon that cast a white flow around the town. After getting over the shock of his skin, I noticed his eyes. They weren't just a regular blue, green, or brown, but an intense red colour that made you want to cringe.

"Well, hello there lovely" he said, and smiled to reveal two long and sharp fangs. Was this guy seriously dressed up as a vampire? I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms over my chest. The strange man stopped where he was, and tilted his head. He stared at me with intense curosity. "You are not afraid?" he asked, no longer smiling.

"Am I afraid of some creeper who likes to stalk girls and scare the crap out of them? No, not really" I said, also tilting my head to the side. I definalty looked braver than I felt. My heartbeat was going faster than ever and I could feel goosebumps rising on my skin. The smile returned to his pale face, and I could see that he obviously did not believe me. I opened my mouth to say something intelligant that would possiby catch him off guard, but instead all I could do was stand there like an idiot while he started to walk towards me. So insetad, I turned and began to run for my life. I didn't get far when he caught up with me and pushed me to the ground, and when I fell, I fell hard. My head smashed onto the pavement and I could feel blood start to run down my face. I rolled around to see my attacker standing over me, except instead of rage on his handsome face, he had the look of a wilf animal - it was almost a pained expression crossed over with extreme hunger.

"I was hoping this would be more of an interesting attack, but I simply cannot resist the smell of your delicious blood" he said, crouching down beside me. I whimpered as he wiped blood off my face and tasted it... what kind of sick freak was this? I was on the verge of passing out when I suddenly felt an intense amount of pain in my wrist, then on my neck and then on the side of my stomach - it felt like the life was literally being sucked out of me. I did the only thing I could think of and started screaming as loud as I could, until I had no air left in my lungs. It suddenly felt a lot colder, and I opened my eyes to see my attacker was now gone... so now I was left in the middle of the street, with no one around. Great. I was going to die here.