When Blood Calls.
Chapter 1:
Henry Fitzroy, vampire, nightwalker, Prince of Darkness stepped from the shadows. Smiling he pushed down the hunger as he scanned the area for the perfect bite to eat. He had decided to walk rather than drive he just wanted to feel the night against his skin and walk in the shadows.
He could sense a figure approaching. A heartbeat perfect and singular approached from across the street. The heartbeat belonged to a single female, strong and capable. He knew the beat as well as he knew the individual it belonged too. Smiling Henry stepped into the fluorescent glare of the streetlamp directly in front of Vicki.
Gasping loudly with fright Vicki glared at him through her glasses. She'd whipped out her police baton in fear of what jumped out of the dark shadows. 'Henry.' Her heartbeat began to slow down but her face was annoyed.
Personally he couldn't blame her. Her eye sight had deteriorated and in the dark she was almost blind but it didn't stop her being severe and capable of taking down anyone who caused her a problem.
He smiled again just masking the hunger but not enough because she'd noticed his teeth were whiter than before as he purred, 'Victoria.'
'What are you doing here?' her voice was whispered but the annoyance and shock at seeing him step into her path had freaked her slightly and raised the tone higher.
Again with the deep smile, 'Do you wish to know the real reason or would you prefer to guess?'
Scowling deeply in thought her nose wrinkled, 'Hungry?'
He titled his head and smirked, 'Well not as much as I would of thought. Working tonight?'
She nodded thinking it best to change the subject, 'Well I was until the Prince of Darkness jumped out and freaked me right out yes I was.'
'Sorry.' He looked around and then asked, 'Working on what?'
'Well I was on my way to see a friend of Coreen's. Obviously it has to be in the dark and obviously it's some ridiculously dark gothic night club.' He fell in step with her as they walked, 'You might be able to find someone who will entertain letting you get a little closer.'
He snorted. 'Vicki does that bother you?'
Rolling her eyes she sighed, 'No Henry it doesn't. I just want to go and see what is in store for me with this case and then I want some sleep. I have a feeling though I won't get much.'
Pushing up her glasses she stared at the ground. The world was slightly grey and hazy and things sometimes blurred, 'So what about this case?'
Henry's voice sidled into her brain pushing away the thoughts of fear when he mind returned to the thought of losing her sight completely, 'Coreen's friend is a normal, well "Goth" normal girl being stalked. I said I'd ask around see if I can find out a little bit more.'
Nodding he walked with his hands clasped behind his back. 'I think we'll find out more together.' She could tell exactly what he meant by finding out more together. He was hungrier than he was saying and she knew it must be taking a lot of his strength to not demand blood from her own veins. In a way she wished for it. The feeling of his lips just before he bit her wrist was such an intense feeling and just thinking about it made her flush with desire and a little bit fear.
Deciding to make a joke of it because she feared he'd notice her flushed cheeks as she stared at him, 'Oh I see the old fashioned way,' she pointed to herself and, 'and the modern way.' Miming the biting action she took a deep breath, 'Just because they are dressed like the living dead doesn't mean they would just throw themselves at you.'
'Vicki you misunderstand my meaning. I wish to help you and if by any chance someone wishes to help me then things will run a lot smoother for both of us.'
She filled him in as they headed towards "The Black Rose" night club.
Feeling the vibration of some no doubt dark music beneath her feet Vicki decided not to say anymore. The girl who was friends with Coreen, Abby had come to ask Vicki's advice. Her boyfriend Brian had gotten violent and she'd finished with him. Now he was constantly stalking her. He'd been leaving emails, text messages and phone calls at random times of the day and following her to and from work. She'd asked Coreen for help because even though she had, had a restraining order on him she was sure he had started up again.
Vicki hated guys like that. In one way she was glad that Henry had come too even though she knew that this guy probably wouldn't show his face until the last moment when Abby left the club.
Henry stepped inside the club first without any hassle. His brown hair was long and he was dressed in his maroon velvet jacket, black shirt and black trousers he looked as though he would fit in amongst the Goths any day of the week.
'I.D.' the large bouncer asked just before she had even made it to the door.
'Seriously?' nodding she fumbled in her jeans and pulled it out. Pressing it tightly against his fat nose, 'See I'm totally old enough.' Stuffing it back in her pocket she stomped past him.
Smirking he opened the door and she stepped inside.
'Ass.' She muttered softly as she headed inside.