I don't own anything.
ALEC
I was running. My black hair and clothes blew back as I hunted. I was supposed to be hunting, at least. Right now, I was just aimlessly running. The endless trees on the outskirts of Sicily would have blurred- had I been human- at my speed. The small wildlife, mainly bids, were startled by my quickness and foreign scent.
They had a right to be afraid.
Suddenly the wind shifted, now blowing to the east instead of the north. That's when I caught the scent of a near by human. Poor human. It smelled faintly of wherever the human had been last, a pizzeria sort of smell. But the scent itself was….. Strange. It smelled like a half and half mixture of the electricity of lightning and the coolness of a shadow. I hid in the trees, just before the clearing where the human stood. The human was a girl, who looked no older than that of my physical age. Her hair fell just past her shoulder blades. It was an odd mixture of gold, copper, and bronze. It all depended on the light. Her black shirt and white basketball shorts almost made her look tan. Almost. Otherwise she was almost as pale as a carcass. She turned and I caught her face. She had freckles sprinkled across her nose, dark eyelashes, and bright blue eyes. And when I say bright, I mean it looked like the neon sign bright blue. Her eyes had strange golden flecks in them though, like someone had sprinkled gold leaf in them. She smiled almost to herself, enjoying her own personal joke. I must have subconsciously stepped toward her or something, because a twig human could have possibly heard that. I was still at least 500 yards away. Her head swiveled in my direction and her eyes narrowed. She could see me, which should have been impossible.
Maybe she's not entirely human, Alec. A voice whispered in my head. I shook it, clearing my thoughts. She has to be human. She has small scrapes on her arms and legs, and a little scar on her forehead. Which would be impossible for a vampire, or half vampire. You are wrong Alec. It whispered again She isn't human.
Get out of my head! I screamed back. I know she's got to be human.
"Who's there?" She called. In response, I stepped out of the woods. Never before had I not known, not had even one inkling, as to what a human's reaction would be.