...the day was normal...like everyone else's. yah things like this happen to plenty of people yet...he never thought it would happen to HIM...he considered himself a good driver. Stopped when the light was red. Went the speed limit. Yah motorcycles were more dangerous then a regular car but he never thought...maybe that was his down fall. He wasn't thinking. Wasn't as cautiously he should have been. He still remembers the horrible sound his wheels made dodging the drunk driver...or the crunching sound of metal as the bike hit the short concrete wall...or how everything seemed to slow down around him as he flew off the bike.
...snap...black...bright lights...yelling blurs...panicked eyes...black once again...
...PAIN! And lots of it! Poison streaming threw his veins! It burned! He wanted to scream but all he could do is lay there, wherever "there" was...
That was the last day his heart gave a beat.
Kevin sighed as he recalled the fateful day. He thought of this day many times. Thinking of was he COULD have reacted. Kevin scoffed "coulda,shoulda,woulda..." He sighed again "...didn't" he slumped over his balcony that looked over the "beautiful" woods he was so "lucky" to live by. Kevin turned his head slightly to the side seeing the roof of the man who gave his life a second chance. After a moment he went back inside. He felt the first tinge of hunger. He made a mental note to himself to go hunting tonight. It was to early to catch anything. Kevin went down stairs and into his garage. He took a look at his three cherry red motorcycles. A Harley, a Ducati, and a Yamaha. He need to pass time an he felt like walking around town a little so he grabbed the keys to his Yamaha and left. The drive was about 25 mins since his 'creator' insisted he lived as far away from town as possible. How he ended up living right next to him Kevin didn't know. Stephan had a way with words. So Kevin didn't try and think to hard on it. Last time he did that , he rashly went to Stephan and chewed him out for half an hour only to have Stephan talk I him for 5 minutes and turn EVERYTHING around. It all ended with Kevin profusely apologizing for the rest of the night.
Kevin made his way down the long road that lead to the small town. His red cap in his pocket letting the win blow his red bangs around. No, he did not wear a helmet , not like he would die. He scoffed as the town cam into view. 'So small' was all he could think but honestly he didn't mind. He parked by a coffee shop and un-mounted his bike. Putting his key deep in his pocket for safety , Kevin started down the side walk. Not so many here but...SO many smells. Weather it was the smell of pets walking around or the smells of people who had been there. Kevin smelled it all. It just made him crave food faster. He sighed ' I thought coming here would take my mind OFF food. ' he thought and kept walking.
Later Kevin looked at his watch . It was around 6:30pm. He had been walking for about two hours now. He decided that it was late enough to go. He got back on his bike and speed down the street he had to take to get back home...until two moving trucks blocked the road. Kevin growled "what the hell are they doing down here?" He growled as he got off his bike to go yell at them...or eat them...who knew? Kevin saw that one was having trouble turning into the small road. Kevin raised an eyebrow. That road only led to another house. You just couldn't tell because it was pretty isolated by all the trees. Kevin had looked at that house once. No one has lived there in a really long time apparently. It was a beautiful house since it was completely remodeled. All new 'everything'. Yet it was just for 'sale' and apparently no one had the money to bye it...until now that is. Kevin wondered who was moving in. Obviously someone rich. Dd they have a family? If so how many? Ke in was so dazed out that he didn't even notice the trucks got in and were long gone. A pair of head light soon shown on the ginger making him snap back to reality. Kevin saw a nice black Lexus stop right next to him.
Kevin watched as a tall person get out from his car. He couldn't see the man clearly since it had gotten pretty dark. Even the moon hardly provided any light that night. The man spoke "oh my! Did they accidentally leave you behind? I guess they just didn't take notice to your absence. Don't worry! It happens to the best of us!" The man chuckled. His voice was deep but far from as deep as his own. No this voice was a lot smoother. It was the kind of voice that was absolutely perfect for phone sex...not that Kevin would ever tell a stranger that. "Please! Get in and ill give you a ride there!" The man didn't even give Kevin time to respond before he got back in the car as wait for Kevin to do the same. Kevin raised an eyebrow but his curiosity go the better of him. He could come back and get his bike later. The red head shrugged and got in the car. Inside he could see the man just a smidgen better since they were closer. He had black hair that stuck out from under...was that a beanie?
The car ride was silent all the way down the tiny road. The house looked even better at night. With the outside lights the whole thing just seemed to glow. Once parked Kevin stepped out and so did the man. And there he was. The mystery rich man standing right before him. Aside from the black hair he had porcelain pale skin. A vary lean stature nothing like his own which was bulky and defined with muscles,no this was was tall and skinny. The man was no older then 23. Around Kevin's age when he died. They looked around the same height yet Kevin slightly hunched so he appeared shorter then the man who stood with his back straight and tall. The man went to his trunk and got out a box "could you help me with these boxes? Thank you!" He called then started for the front door only to bass by Kevin. Suddenly Kevin's nose filled with a scent that was absolutely intoxicating. His made his head go light but he quickly shrugged it off. Maybe he was hungrier then he thought. He sighed and picked up the other three boxes out of the trunk with ease as went inside fallowing the man up the stairs. Once he found the man it seemed that he was hanging his clothes already. The man chuckled "don't want these to permanently wrinkle...you can just put those by these other two boxes" the man instructed and turned back to the closet.
There it was again! That smell. It left Kevin weak in the knees. Ok! He was really hungry now! Kevin sighed and put the boxes where he was told then looked at the man then spoke to him for the first time "you know...it's kinda dangerous to let complete strangers into the car with you " at this the man froze and his eyes looked over his shoulder "but...but you neede-" Kevin cut him off "and it's also dangerous to assume they work for your movers when...they really don't. Good thing it was a guy like me and not some freak" Kevin mentally scoffed at himself ' your as freaky as it comes Kevin so don't lie to yourself! ' the man visually paled more ,if possible " I uhhh...ummm...I didn't " Kevin shrugged "it's cool dude. I was just heading home when your moving trucks got in my way. That's all."
The man perked back up "wait! So you are one of the people that inhabit the other houses 6 miles down the street? I saw those houses but knew they were taken..." Kevin nodded "yah that's me." He said casually. The man smiled and walked over "we'll I'm glad to meet a fellow neighbor! Hello. My name is Eddward Vincent. I will be your new neighbor" he held out his hand and Kevin looked at him for a moment before nodded "right" he looked at his watch and walked towards the door "look I gotta go. See ya round I guess" Kevin saw the mans or 'Eddwards' hand that had offered a shake now dropped to his side. He saw him sigh and nod "of corse! See you later" Kevin then left. Kevin walked back to his bike then took off. Kevin thought to himself. There was something missing about that dude. He felt as though there was something's even didn't remember about him. Like he stared right at it yet he couldn't remember. Kevin growled as he got back home an parked his bike. A hunt. A good hunt was all he needed and he was gunna get one tonight. He licked his lips and departed from the house with one intent and one intent only.
