Welcome to Moonrise. The sequel to Sunset (which used to be called Midnight) Please enjoy...
More than a hundred people flooded into the darkened yet obviously ornately decorated room, their eyes wide in unrestrained wonder as they blindly followed their guide. Lambs to the slaughter
The woman leading them was beautiful, statuesque and dressed tantalisingly, showing stretches of her incredibly pale flesh, which certainly explained why most of her audience were males. It was her eyes that ensnared them, I know because they had almost the same effect on me. They were a curious shade of violet; ice blue laid over bright scarlet.
Heidi is our very own temptress of the dark.
The heavy oaken doors slammed closed at the other end of the room. Finally panic descended upon the atmosphere as the people below our carved out balcony alcove realised that something was very wrong with their tour of the castle. Heidi turned with a predatory grin on her porcelain features and a dark haired woman, clutching at a deep red shawl let out a noise halfway between a scream and a whimper.
"Time to stop watching Little Red." A smooth voice told me. I turned slightly to see my, for all intents and purposes, father.
He was tall and pale with angular features and long black hair, which could easily be mistaken for one of the hooded cloaks myself and my companions wore.
In his dark red eyes I could see my reflection staring back; pale, sharp features, chin-length, spiked wine red hair and very very dark red eyes.
At my side was my closest friend. She was tiny, deceptively slender with chaotic black hair, a manically cheerful face and glittering burgundy eyes.
And beside her was my friendly rival so to speak. She was also short and slight, almost cherub like in her features with short, lank brown hair and the same dark eyes.
The humans below screamed with all their breath and Jane snickered to herself. "Dinnertime." She whispered hopping over the carved stone banister and into the crowd below, tackling a bearded young man to the floor and biting into his neck.
Bitter venom flooded my mouth as Aro joined her, delighting in their fear. The emotion was sending yellow clouds of aura arching throughout the room. It was almost pretty.
"You coming Vee?" Alice asked smiling gently as she balanced on the very edge of the banister, ever graceful in her movements. The perfect predator.
"Of course I am Pix." She back flipped over the edge picking a terrified teenager from the crowd and pulling his tanned neck to her pale lips.
I leapt after her pulling the dark haired woman to me by her scarf and then tearing it from her, letting it float to the floor. She trembled in my grip. "What's your name?" My voice was full of false comfort, auditory velvet to a human or so I've been told.
"Adrienne." It's a pretty name. I lowered my mouth to her neck and Adrienne froze bringing a soft smirk to my lips.
"Don't worry Adrienne. It'll be over soon." Her blood was warm, rich and sweet. My favourite. But unfortunately for dear little Adrienne I was lying; it take a long time for a single vampire to drain all eight pints of blood from a human body and she would be conscious for at least the first four.
Now I know that there was a general uproar in Sunset over evil Alice but please bear with me on this one k? Please review :)