Welcome folks to my fic. I wanted to start it after I finished my current one, but with the way it's been going lately, it would have taken quite a while. But I will continue with my current fic as well. So here we go. Hope you all enjoy it. Please comment.
Carpenter City, a dark, gloom filled city with darkness and despair. A city where one must watch over their backs, or suffer for your humanity. While there are a few good people in this city, these folks are far and wide. It was a dark, rainy night as a young female drifter in her early to mid 20's walked the streets among the emotionless crowd.
Her name is Mena Harker. She has jet black hair that's a little above her shoulders, Caucasian skin, and green eyes. She was wearing a violet raincoat, a violet long sleeve shirt, a set of dark blue jeans, old black leather boots, and a violet backpack stuffed to the brim. As long as she remembered she had this void in her life, this is highly due to her lack of family or friends. For the last for the few years she has been on her own as she had been let go by the orphanage she was raised in when she turned 18.
About a half an hour after entering the city, she decided to rest for a moment and entered a rundown bar. When she opened the door, she was greeted by the sound of heavy metal playing on the juke box. She quickly walked over to the bar and sat on one of the stools placing her backpack onto her lap as the bartender approached her.
"What'll you have?"
She went into her pocket to find a crumbled up dollar bill, unfolding it to revealing to be a five.
"Cheapest thing you got, please." she said as she placed the five on the bar.
The bartender took it and came back with a soft drink and a couple bucks in change. She took the change and put it in her pocket as she took sip of her drink, discovering it to be a coke as any alcoholic drink would be too rich for her in her current position. As she continued taking sips, she started eyeballing around the bar. Nothing really different from any other bar she's been to, the usual; big hairy, tattooed guys playing pool, bunch of cheap looking men with sleazy women, and the bartender looking no different than then the pool players.
Just then, she noticed a group of men sitting by. They were all very pale and they all wore the exact same thing, black leather jacket, black sweatshirt, black jeans, and black shoes. All except for one. He, like the others, too, was pale, had semi-short black hair with the front pointing up and blue eyes. He instead wore a very good quality black shirt with a black sports jacket over it, nicely pressed black pants, and black shined shoes and looked younger and better looking than the other.
It wasn't as much as it is that they had never left their sight on her since she came in. Without even trying to not look too obvious the same dressed men just plain stared at her with both a look of lust and, as weird as it sounded, a look of hunger. The nice dressed man however just sat back as the men ogle.
A few minutes later, two men had just entered the bar, both pale like the men at the table, one looked in his mid twenties, had somewhat bushy brown hair and was wearing a red shirt with a red sports jacket, jeans, and a pair of shoes, the other looked like he was in his early twenties, had jet black hair that parted towards the right, wearing a black t-shirt with a black hoodie, jeans, and a pair of sneakers.
After entering they sat at a booth across from the table as they kept a close eye on the group in black. From there, it was a constant staring contest between the two, with dirty looks, and glares. Mena could feel it in her gut that something was about to go down. Slowly, she grabbed her bag and began to get up, but before she could make it all the way, the men in black and the two men who sat down instantly got up and began open fire as a heavy metal song began to play on the juke box. Everybody instantly began to freak out and hit the deck as bullets began to fly everywhere. Mena slowly crawled on the floor towards the back as everyone ran out the front; some made it while others were unfortunate.
For the men in black who ran out of bullets instantly leaped towards the two guys but they fail as they are either shot or instantly tossed or kicked hard against the wall after impact. Just then the men in black stopped firing and began to stand there as they widened their eyes. Within seconds all the pupils changed color, into an ice crystal blue and two of their front teeth grew and inch.
The guy in red and the guy in the hoodie looked at each other and nodded as they done the same thing and unveiled wooden stakes from their sleeves. Both sides charged forward as the two men began to stab the chest of every man dressed in black; a second after getting stabbed the men would instantly turn to ashes and fell to the floor.
As one of the men in black was about to stab the guy in the black hoodie, the guy in red turn over to see what was about to take place. Quickly the guy in the hoodie ducked down as the guy in red jumped and spin kicked the man right in the face, causing him to plop to the ground.
"Thanks." said the guy in black.
"Yeah, don't mention it." said the guy in red.
"Wait a minute." he then said as he eyeballed the whole bar to.
"Where's Bastien?"
Meanwhile, as Mena crawled through the kitchen she spotted the exit. As she grew closer to the door she bumped into a pair of feet. She looked up to find the one man in black dressed more nicely than the others.
"Hello, lovely." said the man.
He then bent down to pick her up as he tightly gripped on her arms.
"Why let the men have all the fun?" he said with a creepy smirk.
Instantly he pulled her in and was about to bite into her before her getting pulled off by the guy in red with the guy in black right beside him.
"Not tonight, Bastien."
"Oh, I beg to differ."
The remaining men in black came out and began to attack the two guys, pulling Mena off the guy's hands and causing her to fall against the wall into a sharp edge on a shelf stabbing through the side of her torso. She screamed as the blood began to flow out of her wound.
"Ah, crud!" said the guy in the hoodie.
The guy in red turned to see Mena's dilemma and heads over to help, but not before getting tackled by Bastien to a wall. Guy in red tried to stake him but he managed to dodge every strike. He looked around the kitchen to find every man in black defeated but him.
"Another night." said Bastien before fleeing through the back exit.
Just as he left, the two guys eyes' and teeth returned to normal as they looked over to find Mena gone and find her leaning against the wall as she walks towards the front exit as a new song begins to play on the juke box.
Now come
one,
Come all,
To this tragic affair,
Wipe off that make
up,
What's in is despair,
So throw on the black dress,
Mix
in with the lot,
You might wake up and notice you're someone
you're not,
If you look in
the mirror and don't like what you see,
You can find out
firsthand what it's like to be me,
So gather 'round piggies and
kiss this goodbye,
I'd encourage your smiles,
I'll expect you
won't cry,
Bit by bit, she began to slip off the wall and the music started to sound echoic and blurry as she continued to lose blood. Within seconds she fell completely to the wall being barely conscious. The two guys ran to find her and picked her up.
"Aw, man. She's lost a lot. There's no way we can get her to a hospital in time." said the guy in red.
"What now then?"
They looked at each other for a few seconds, both knowing what had to be done.
"I'll do it." said the guy in red.
His eyes and teeth turned again as he pushed any hair covering her neck.
I said
yeah,
Yeah,
I say yeah,
Yeah,
Come on,
He then leaned over and sank his teeth into it. She could sense the pain but was far too weak to make any noise. A few seconds later she finds herself blacking out as the music slowly fades away from her while the juke box still plays.
I say save
me!
(Get me the hell out of here!)
Save me!
(Too young to
die and my dear;)
You can't...
(If you can hear me, just walk
away)
...Save me!
The guy in red then picked her up and headed out the bar with the guy in the hoodie following, while carrying Mena's bag. After exiting, they made a right turn and then another as they began to walk down a dark alley.
End of Song