Eponine was walking down a brick road near Rue Plumet.It was the usual
street she walked down when she was bored. As she was walking down the
curb, she noticed a familiar figure walking towards her.
"Do you mind if I walk with you?" Enjolras asked as he approached her.
"Not at all Monsieur Enjolras." Eponine replied, not even glancing at him.
"Don't call me that."
"But your name is Enjolras, isn't it?" she asked, glaring at him.
"yes, my name is Enjolras. What I meant was don't call me monsieur. nobody else does."
"okay. Soooooo....Whats going on with you? any thing new?" she asked trying to break the silence.
"No. Not really... Grantaire is being an ass again." he said , trying to get her in a better mood.
"I'm not surprised. Grantaire is not the most intelligent person. he is bound to make an ass of himself once in a while." she said, letting out a small chuckle.
He smiled back at her and they continued walking. After a short while of walking, an unfamiliar man approached them. He had extremely pale skin, long brown hair(put in a pony tail),a cold stare, and a sly grin on his face. He was staring at Eponine.
" May I have a word with the lady?" he asked boldly.
" why not. I have nothing better to do." she replied and walked with him into the nearest alley. "What was it that you wanted monsieur....."
"Angelus." the man replied." My name is Angelus, the vampire."
"vampire?" she said innocently." Should I be afraid. oh, wait.. i'm not afraid of anything."
" Stupid child!" he said as he grabbed her throat and rammed her up against the wall. She was desperately gasping for breath. She tried to yell for help but couldn't manage the words. The only sound that escaped her mouth was a moan.
"you have a choice to either die or live. Which do you choose? Choice number one or choice number two?" She held up two fingers, signaling for choice number two." Choice number 2? Okay." He said, letting her drop to the ground.
She watched as his teeth grew rather large, as he grabbed hold of her again. She had managed to cry out before he sunk his teeth into her flesh. She felt pain surge through her body as he sucked the blood out of her veins.
Enjolras heard Eponines cry and ran into the alley to find Angelus clamped to her neck. He stood there in terror as he watched the life being sucked out of his friend. When Angelus notice him standing there, he threw him against
the wall and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
Eponine felt her body turning cold. Every part of her was throbbing. When he finally stopped drinking, he slit his wrist and held it to her mouth." Drink" he said to her. " It will give you life."
She didn't' think she could feel any worse. She was in a lot of pain. She had already begun to feel shaky and feverish. She took his wrist and sucked hard. Instantly, she felt the cold substance, which was his blood, gush into her mouth. It had a nice metallic taste to it.
"That's it. Drink. Drink, mademoiselle."
She was slipping in and out of consciousness. Finally, her world went black.
"Do you mind if I walk with you?" Enjolras asked as he approached her.
"Not at all Monsieur Enjolras." Eponine replied, not even glancing at him.
"Don't call me that."
"But your name is Enjolras, isn't it?" she asked, glaring at him.
"yes, my name is Enjolras. What I meant was don't call me monsieur. nobody else does."
"okay. Soooooo....Whats going on with you? any thing new?" she asked trying to break the silence.
"No. Not really... Grantaire is being an ass again." he said , trying to get her in a better mood.
"I'm not surprised. Grantaire is not the most intelligent person. he is bound to make an ass of himself once in a while." she said, letting out a small chuckle.
He smiled back at her and they continued walking. After a short while of walking, an unfamiliar man approached them. He had extremely pale skin, long brown hair(put in a pony tail),a cold stare, and a sly grin on his face. He was staring at Eponine.
" May I have a word with the lady?" he asked boldly.
" why not. I have nothing better to do." she replied and walked with him into the nearest alley. "What was it that you wanted monsieur....."
"Angelus." the man replied." My name is Angelus, the vampire."
"vampire?" she said innocently." Should I be afraid. oh, wait.. i'm not afraid of anything."
" Stupid child!" he said as he grabbed her throat and rammed her up against the wall. She was desperately gasping for breath. She tried to yell for help but couldn't manage the words. The only sound that escaped her mouth was a moan.
"you have a choice to either die or live. Which do you choose? Choice number one or choice number two?" She held up two fingers, signaling for choice number two." Choice number 2? Okay." He said, letting her drop to the ground.
She watched as his teeth grew rather large, as he grabbed hold of her again. She had managed to cry out before he sunk his teeth into her flesh. She felt pain surge through her body as he sucked the blood out of her veins.
Enjolras heard Eponines cry and ran into the alley to find Angelus clamped to her neck. He stood there in terror as he watched the life being sucked out of his friend. When Angelus notice him standing there, he threw him against
the wall and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
Eponine felt her body turning cold. Every part of her was throbbing. When he finally stopped drinking, he slit his wrist and held it to her mouth." Drink" he said to her. " It will give you life."
She didn't' think she could feel any worse. She was in a lot of pain. She had already begun to feel shaky and feverish. She took his wrist and sucked hard. Instantly, she felt the cold substance, which was his blood, gush into her mouth. It had a nice metallic taste to it.
"That's it. Drink. Drink, mademoiselle."
She was slipping in and out of consciousness. Finally, her world went black.