Kaylen Aaliyah Bates pov.
I wake up with a start my breath coming out in short pants and my muscles tensed ready to spring at any moment. I quickly take in my surroundings checking to make sure there's no danger a hand resting on the hilt of my double bladed knife. One side's made out of silver and the other wood so it can kill both shifters and vampires efficiently. "Special K?" Oliver's deep melodic voice ring's across the wide almost deserted roof a twinge of concern buried underneath that only I can sense. "You alright?" Oliver my best friend, started calling me special K when we first met, I wouldn't speak so of course that idiot thought I had mental issues, I just didn't like him. I know he's an asshole and I have nothing against anyone that has that sort of problem. It just kind of stuck.
"Yeah, I'm just restless I suppose." I grumble stretching out my aching muscles like a cat as I get to my feet. I grab my weapon and walk over to him gracefully stepping over my sleeping team. I plop down beside him on the edge of the roof looking five stories down at the cracked graffiti covered sidewalk without fear. I don't seem to fear much lately.
"Bad dream?" He guesses laying his hand on my back comfortingly. We've been friend's for almost twelve year's and have no problem's with physical contact.
"No, just a bad feeling." I murmur looking over the wide expanse of abandoned building's as I speak. My stomach's been twisted up and aching ever since we were sent on this mission my chest burning, I always trust my instincts and I know something bad is going to happen.
"You're paranoid." he informs me a slight smile on his face. He's wrong, I'm always cautious not paranoid but this time I really think something's going to happen.
"Nope, just cautious." I tell him for what seems like the umpteenth time still not bothering to look at him. I don't want to miss anything and Oliver has a short attention span so he can't watch for vampires and talk to me at the same time. "Go get some sleep I'll take watch." I say next before he can open his mouth to reply. I just want to sit in silence for a while.
"Okay, but can you try to wake someone up this time if you see something."
"I'll try." I say tersely. Last time we were on a mission and I was on watch I saw a werewolf dragging a child somewhere so I didn't stop to think about waking the others I just attacked.
He sigh's running a hand through his dark hair and looking at me for a few seconds before deciding it's not worth the fight. He moves over to where I was sleeping restlessly moments ago and lays his head on my pack. Good now I can focus. I expand all my senses suddenly able to see and hear almost everything around me. It's something I spent hours perfecting as a young teenager.
It's not long before I hear it the soft smacking of sneaker's against the pavement and an almost silent whimpering sound. I peer over the edge of the building and see a lithe muscular man hauling a petite girl by her arm. He suddenly look's into her eyes and says something and any sound she'd been making stops as she get's a confused dreamy look on her face. That bastard influenced her. I hiss slightly when they turn the corner no longer in my view. He's taking her somewhere to feed no doubt, he's probably also the cause of all the missing women around here. I can't let him kill another innocent. I look back at my team before deciding I don't have enough time. It will take only second's for him to kill her. He could crush her as easily as a fly without a second thought. I look down once again and see a small ledge peeking out of one of the window's on the second floor a little to my right. Good. The stairs would be far too time consuming.
I grab my double bladed knife and leap making sure to aim towards the ledge the only thing stopping me from going splat on the concrete. That wouldn't be a pretty sight. I don't realize that I should have hooked my weapon to my belt until I desperately grab the ledge with one hand cringing as my shoulder pops out of place but successfully stopping my descent. My sweaty palm begins to slip so I quickly propel myself off the building landing with a small thump and cursing under my breath when a sharp pain runs through my ankle. I have no time to think about that though as I suddenly hear a screech coming from the direction the vampire took that girl. It cuts off abruptly just as it's reaching it's peak but it still gives me enough time to pinpoint the location. I break into a sprint rushing towards the sound. I reach the abandoned warehouse and try to push on the door's frowning when they don't budge and quickly looking around for another entrance. I can't bust through the door's it would make to much noise.
My lips twitch when I see a four pane window one of the pieces of glass practically missing just a few shards sticking out dangerously. Just big enough for my tiny body to slide in. I shimmy through carefully already looking around in the darkness and ignoring as the glass slices into my skin where my black tank top rode up. I spot the silvery violet eyes immediately and wonder if it may be a witch I'm after instead of a vampire. Those thoughts are instantly diminished when he look's in my direction and the moonlight slanting through the window I just crawled through glisten's off of his golden hair and the blood coating his red lips. I hope I'm not to late. I didn't just jump off a five story building for nothing. He hisses at me defensively and drops the girl's limp body letting her slide to the floor and into a puddle of a disgusting brownish liquid. I honestly don't even want to know where that came from. "Here to join the fun?" He smirks pushing away the surprise that was just evident on his face quickly enough that I wonder if it was ever there.
"Oh yeah, I'll definitely be having fun." I say dangerously my golden eyes narrowing.
He chuckles and slowly advances towards me his eyes filled with hunger and an inhumanly grace in the way he walks. Most people would feel a strong urge to run, but I just feel the need to dispose of the parasite. "We'll see about that." He skim's his hand over my arm and a violent shock run's through me. Did he just do that with his mind? No he couldn't have because at the moment he's backing away from me a totally different expression on his face then was there previously. His eyes filled with horror and... Longing? "Who are you?" He suddenly snaps defensively glaring daggers at me.
"What you're not going to eat me now?" I question knowing I'm pushing my luck. Which is what I'm going for. I want him to get mad so he'll attack and I can stake him more easily.
"Who are you?" He repeats.
"Who are you?" I ask in return watching him warily. He could just be playing with me waiting for me to drop my guard. "Are you the one that's behind all the woman disappearing?" I can't help but feel the need to ask. What the hell am I doing making conversation with a vampire.
"You think I'm that stupid?" He hisses voice filled with menace. I cock my head to the side pretending to think about it. I do believe that he's not though he seems very bright. Oh my god, I need to stop. Just kill him Kaylen get it over with.
"I wouldn't know I just met you." I say calmly.
"Hopefully we won't be meeting again anytime soon." he mutters seemingly to himself.
"Don't worry we won't because after this you'll be a shriveled corpse left to rot in this building." I smile viciously.
He laughs before lunging at me. It was so sudden that I almost didn't expect it. I quickly whirl out of the way slamming my foot into his tailbone with the momentum. He stumbles forward's a little and look's up with fresh rage in his eyes. "What don't like a little competition from your food?" I ask swinging my fist towards his jaw at the same time. He catches my wrist and that shock runs though my body again.
He just look's into my eyes for a few moments and we seem to stand there forever peering into each others souls. Okay I'm getting way to sappy. His hand suddenly moves and caresses my cheek. I gasp and flinch under his touch. This is too weird. There's suddenly pounding footstep's outside and he pushes me behind him dropping into a defensive crouch and hissing. "Kaylen!?" A very familiar very frantic voice yell's. Oliver, shit they'll kill him on sight. I suddenly find myself worried for his life.
"You need to get out of here." I say my voice rushed as I lay my hand on his shoulder ignoring the sparks that fly between us. He looks at me with confusion probably wondering why I'm not killing him. I don't even know the answer to that myself. "Go." I order.
"They'll know you let me escape. They might hurt you." He says a tinge of worry under the probably permanent malice in his tone. I ponder my brain for something. He's right. They know I wouldn't just let him go, not when he's so close.
"Knock me out." I say simply. What the hell am I doing I must be going nuts. He seems to agree because he look's at me like I'm insane.
"What? No." The malice in his voice is no longer there replaced by irritation and something else. I can't figure out what though.
"Just do it! They're going to kill you!"
"I don't think it will help my case if I hurt you." He states the obvious.
"We don't have time for this." I groan.
His eyes flicker towards the window when the footsteps get closer. Too close for my taste.
"I'm sorry." He says eyes filled with pain as he smashes my head into the wall before gently laying me down on the floor.
I'm so stupid is my last thought as he rushes out the back window.
