"The teenage girl who could have only been 16 skirted along the alleyways as she tried to avoid being seen. "Hey girlie. I know you're around here somewhere. I can smell ya," a man who looked no more than 33 called out as he followed the teen. As he followed her, he noticed that her footsteps not only became more erratic, but she seemed to be having trouble. She kept stopping and leaning against walls and the like as well as shaking her head a lot, which increased the strength of her scent in the air.
"Leave me alone," she whined softly to herself as she shook her head again before collapsing into a heap in an alleyway silently sobbing.
"You are an idiot! I can't believe that I am stuck hiding in your mind," another voice raged within the girl's head as she continued to cry. "Stop sobbing like a baby. What would our father think? Now let me out. I know that whatever the fuck is chasing us is NOT HUMAN!" The voice screamed in her mind.
"I can't," the girl wailed as she looked up to see her pursuer standing in front of her.
"Well hello there girly," he chuckled as he grabbed her hair, pulling her to her feet.
"What...What do you want?" She sobbed.
"Nothing much," he smirked showing fangs.
"See. What did I tell you. You are a fucking idiot. Now let me out so I can save our asses," the voice inside her head growled.
"Fine. You're free," the girl whispered before her whole demeanor changed along with her appearance. Her ice blue eyes turned black while her teeth sharpened and she grew claws. She also seemed more like a cornered animal.
"It was a big mistake to come after me," the girl stated in the voice that was once in her head while baring her teeth in a snarl.
"Woah. I've never seen that before," the man exclaimed as she attempted to bite him. "But it doesn't matter," he growled showing his fangs as he made a move to grab her again.
"Not. Going. To. Happen," she snarled as she flew at him in an attempt to rake him with her claws, but he grabbed her arm and slammed her into the ground.
"Now you listen here you little bitch. I was going to be nice and knock you out before I did this. But since you've been difficult, I've decided to let you feel the pain," the man growled as his mouth descended towards her neck.
With a strangled scream she launched herself away from the man as the black in her eyes swirled around and fully took over while a feral growl started in her throat.
"I was being nice before. But now, you are a dead motherfucker," she snarled as she jumped up onto a ledge where she crouched ready to spring if he made a move.
"What the hell are you?" He asked as he took a good look at her a little wary of her now that he knew she wasn't just a normal human.
"I'm a nightmare to most," she chuckled roughly as she watched him intently, until he jumped at her catching her off guard.
"Not bad girlie. But you'll have to do a lot better," the man stated before biting her neck after he got past her claws.
"You fucker," she growled as she caught his stomach with one hand while the other came up to hold her neck
"Well well. What have I got here. A suck addict showdown," a mocking voice interrupted before the man in front of her burst into flames with a final scream revealing a black man with tribal tatoos, leather clothing, and packing several weapons.
"Wha-...What the hell. What was he?" The girl asked a little scared as she gagged on the smell while the black receded from the whites of her eyes and settled on her iris.
"The same thing as you bitch," the man stated with a small smile showing his own small set of fangs before shooting her with a silver stake to the heart.
She screamed in pain and surprise as she felt the stake pierce her heart. "What the fuck was that for!" She screeched as she pulled out the stake and watched as she started healing. "Wait. Do I smell garlic?"
"You should be dead right now. I shot you with a silver stake coated in essence of garlic. I know it hit your heart," the man stated as he looked at her curiously from behind his shades.
"Of course it didn't. I'm a hard bitch to kill," she growled as she glared at him.
"Care to tell me why you look like them but don't smell like them?"
"I don't even know what they are."
"Vampires. That's what ash pile here was."/p
"I knew there was something off about him. Oh well looks like my time is up," she stated as she felt the iron control of her normal side begin to drag her back into the shackles of her mind. Her eyes went back to their icy color as her teeth and claws returned to normal. Her demeanor also shifted, she no longer seemed like a cornered animal.
"Okay so vampires exist. Then why the hell did you shoot me?" She asked as she looked at him with her unnerving eyes.
"What the hell happened to the teeth and claws?" The man asked as he relaxed a little sensing no threat from the girl now.
"You are no threat to me now. The animal can be locked away again," the girl stated blankly as she looked at him before shivering as a breeze blew by. "She did say it would be cold tonight," she chuckled lightly before shivering harder as a strong wind came up and pushed her a little.
"So if you aren't a vampire. What are you?" The man asked mockingly.
"You've heard of mutants right? Well I'm a feral, much like Sabertooth. Actually...no you don't need to know that," the girl mumbled as she almost said something that usually scared people away from her.
"Well. That would explain a few things now wouldn't it," the man chuckled as he watched her shiver again.
"You cold?" He asked lifting an eyebrow as he watched her.
"Yeah. But...woah. Dizzy," the girl stated as she stumbled a little clutching her neck tighter as it started to burn. "It should be healed by now," she hissed as she collapsed to the ground. "Ow..." was the last mumbled complaint before her eyes glazed over.
