Vampire pov
I followed the soldiers in front of me as we moved swiftly through the shadows. Loud noises reached me from my position in the middle. There were 26 of us all up, and it sounds like there was another fight. We'd already lost 3 on our way through Seattle; the restless of the march liked to fight-'test' their strength, and who ever was closest seemed to be their first choice. Victoria, (I think that's her name) stepped up to the fighting newborns. Her hair like fire, eyes like rubies, she pulled them apart, snarling as the two tried to claw each other.
"Calm your selves!" she hissed, eyes wild "food is coming, be patient. We already have to replace the others!" their eyes shined at the mention of fresh blood, and they backed up, sending each other dirty looks. Victoria nodded and headed to the front of the march, orange hair bobbing throw the small crowd. Excited whispers went around; I grimaced at the thought of more deaths, and the innocent people used as tools in this march. I could clearly hear what every body said, my hearing was more acute the any other vampire, so was my sight. My smell was actually quite sharp, to the point of annoying. I could smell a cow pat three hundred miles away, and vampires smell funny; all their monster blood makes my nose burn. I suddenly heard running water, and focused my eyes into the distance. A dog was leaning against a tree, two streets down. I rolled my eyes, Figures.
Victoria pov
I glanced back at my army, eyes brushing the crowd. I had just separated two of my soldiers, and I wasn't going to risk anymore when we were so close to my goal. I looked at the strange one, who was rolling their eyes, arms swinging as we marched. That newbie was a funny one, with purple amethyst eyes, instead of the normal red. No one dared approach, a wide circle of free space surrounding it. 'it' because I don't know who or what it is. Blood with the smell of an animal, yet sweeter than any I'd smelt in my life time. We'd seen 'it' in an alley, and decided that it'd make a good candidate. That was two of the worst days in my life. Two, that was all it had taken for the venom to set in, two! 'It' thrashed around wildly, not entirely from pain, more fury. I decided I'd investigate further, but later. I counted off the ones that would make more than average soldiers in the upcoming battle. Of course they were all pawns, but some where useful none the less. No special talents would be uncovered, they wouldn't live a year, the minimum requirements for abilities to form. I felt myself smile as I checked over the names of my elite. Sarah, short black hair, red eyes self defence is good. Rhyre, blonde, tall, was a boxing legend in his suburb, could prove useful. Tony, black haired, Asian, martial arts trainee. I mentally checked over the rest, and couldn't help glancing back over at the weird one. It looked right at me, and I suppressed a shiver. Such a light glance could make anyone fall to their knees in fright. It was a very strange and….creepy…
Vampire pov
I felt Victoria's gaze on me and turned my attention forward. Our eyes locked, I knew she wanted to see me. Her eye's flashed, and I sighed. I stepped forward and the crowd parted a little, allowing me access. I hated Victoria, despised her, I wish I could rip out her throat. But she is the only one with the…information… I need. I looked down and she cleared her throat.
"This time I am forcing you to eat. You wont live another day if you don't hunt. You have first pick, and, I'm giving you the chance to have a pet" she laughed "make anyone you want, for help, back up, some body to boss around, even for pleasure" she glanced over at riley, her constant companion. I scoffed, I only wanted one thing, and it wasn't a disciple. She lowered her voice, and leaned in. "you're a smart one; you know these soldiers belong to me, and will die anyway after my task is completed. You can join me, I am interested to find out whether you're pet inherits your eyes, and I would like to know why you are so strange" I snorted.
"I appreciate your offer, but no. I do not want a 'pet' I want that information" she seemed disappointed.
"And how do you know I'll let you live that long, violet eyes?" she sneered, trying a different tactic.
"I don't" I answered. She wasn't expecting that. "And I don't want blood either, it sickens me, these deaths" I said.
"You know? Ill let you go any way, you're interesting. But you must get rid of the amber eyed freaks." Her mouth was twisted into a sneer-smile.
'Why are you so twisted with them any way?" I asked casually, eager to find out more.
"One of them killed my mate, I will kill his. Then I shall wipe away everybody he cared for" she smiled, her deathly white skin, so much like my own, was drawn around her mouth, rounded teeth glinting.
It was after dark when Victoria stopped us.
"Alright, all of you are just itching to hunt. This is the third time we've stopped this month, we can't be discovered because some one was greedy. Do. Not. Fight. We are not the enemy. The enemy is over that town. We will claim it for our own" she smiled. "We will find excluded humans that nobody will miss, and fit ones, for brothers and sisters. Violet eyes chooses first, no arguing. If purple here chooses one you want to drain, then find another." She pointed to a homeless person in rags, and several ran over and lifted him up in a flash. I turned away, and heard all too clearly the moans of pleasure from the vampires, and screams of pain and horror from the man. My body was itching to drain him myself, but I clamped down on my own hand, biting it viciously. Victoria eyed me gleefully. No matter how much I hated it, she was right, I did need blood, and no matter how I tried, I would always crave it without her help. The vampires had finished, and dropped the man's corpse into a dumpster. We continued, looking for a stray human. There were three ladies heading out a bar, bodies swaying as they giggled. Victoria pointed to them, and around nine ran for the first pick. All three were dumped, their eyes still wide with shock. We were walking down the road, a tall man eyeing us warily, his muscles bulging from his arms. Victoria smiled at him, and waved flirtatiously. Ten minutes later, we had yet another body to be dumped. The already full ones were waiting in an alley for the rest of us. Only 6 were still thirsty, and Victoria accompanied the small hunting group, insisting I come with them. We stood out side a small bar, in the back alley, waiting for an easy target. Several beer bottles lay smashed on the ground, broken glass littering the concrete. The door opened, a man stepped out, swaying slightly. He stumbled to the stairs just as the others were getting ready to pounce. Suddenly, he tripped, cutting his arms up as he fell on the glass. His wrist was split open, blood oozing out. The vampires made a jump for him, the blood driving them into a frenzy. Before I knew what was happening, the world turned a strange violet. I found my self throwing the others to the side, like paper weights, and gulping from the drunk mans neck. The sweet liquid slid down my throat, and the man went limp in my arms. He was drained of all blood. Worse, I had drained him. I turned around and wiped the red stuff from my mouth. Victoria was looking smug, eyes saying 'I told you so'. I kicked the wall, self-fury filling me. A large crack appeared and it shattered, concrete flying everywhere. Everybody looked stunned, including Victoria. I stalked away, hating the feeling of a full stomach.
