The cold wind whips at my face and pulls at my clothes. I suppress a shiver, for the slightest move would blow my cover. I grip the tree with all my strength. The bark bites into my cheek and the wind sways the tree slightly. My grip is tightened and I close my eyes tight. The three figures below my pause and my heart stops, they resume the talk and my heart beats extra fast. I strain to hear and lean a little towards them. The branch I'm standing on creaks and I clutch at open air as I fall towards the ground. The figures turn and stare at me as I hit the ground. I curl up and hide from them. The two females hiss and the male roars. I could hear the anger. I curl up in a bush, protecting my arm which I suspected was broken. The females jumped into the trees running in circles around the woods. The male storms along the ground, patrolling for any scent that isn't theirs.
I focus to steady my breathing and slow my heart beat but to no success. I screamed as I felt a hand slide into to bush. I heard a roar of triumph and I was thrown out of the bush. Before me stood the most beautiful man I could ever imagine. I cringed for I knew that this beautiful man was the dark prince of the vampires, Wessly Bard, possibly the most handsome vampire in the whole Colony, that's how he killed, he lured you in with his glossy, raven black hair and sparkling silver eyes. I cringed as he raised his hand, it came down and hit the back of my head and I was out.
My name is Lyne, but I'm known to the Colony as the Blood Queen, for I am the best vampire slayer in the world. The clan of slayers is called Hunters. We are what keep the humans alive. I am known for my bright red hair and a tattoo of a knife on the back of my neck. It is forbidden for slayers to have tattoos but I am very useful to them so they overlooked it. My hair on the other hand also gives me away for all slayers have straight, coal black hair, my curly, red hair sort of stands out.
I woke up tied to a chair in a dimly lit factory surrounded by vampires. They gravitated towards Wessly and the two females, his cronies; they thought if they stayed near him they'd get a higher part in the Colony. The two twins, Sherylle and Merylle, I knew very well, they where my good friends in grade school before I was a slayer and before they knew what vampires did. The two twins never changed. They had long, blonde hair and blue eyes. They held the attention of many male vampires, except Wessly's. Wessly stared into my eyes, daring me to do something. I smirked and bared my teeth. Wessly was taken aback by my show of disrespect to him.
"Well Blood Queen, what do you know? You! You, the 'Blood Queen!' You're at our mercy for once. What do you think we should do about this?" Wessly laughed. The twins tried to get in on it but were quieted by a glimpse from Wessly.
"Well, Wessly I don't know. I would absolutely love it if you were to let me go but I know you wouldn't do that. You're too afraid of me." I smiled; Wessly obviously seemed to anger by that. His face flushed ad he walked over to me and raised his hand. I cringed, waiting for a blow. Silence swept over the crowd as he swung at me. His hand came into contact with my stomach and the chair flew backwards. I cried out as I tried to get my breaths back. I wheezed and puffed trying to breath. I looked up at Wessly. "Oh man, I think you broke some ribs on that one." I smiled weakly and tried to sit up. Wessly smiled, "Well my darling Blood Queen I don't think you are very tough when you are tied up. By the way, I want you to call me Wess."
The other vampires laughed. Wess turned around and raised his hands. "Everyone! Me and the Blood Queen are going to have a little fun, you all will leave." The other vampires tried to give some protest but were silenced by Wess. "Go, now!" He roared. They jumped and ran out of the room. I tried to move away from Wess but ended up just pushing the chair over. Wess laughed and leaned over the chair. His face was mere inches from mine. I cringed as his teeth came close to my neck. He laughed and his warm breath washed over my neck. He reached for my arm and I cringed away. He laughed at my helplessness and grabbed for me anyways. A shock ran through me and I looked at him. He stood dumbfounded, releasing my arm but keeping eye contact with me. He lifted his hand like he was going to hit me but hesitated and turned around. With his back to me I had no idea that he was thinking of the soul mate principal, the worst possible thing for me at the moment.
He walked back over to me and looked into my eyes. "Lyne… I am going to try something." I gave him a look and he turned around again. When he turned back at me his face was a mask, an unreadable, unlovable, dead, mask. He leaned towards me and held my head still. His face inches from mine he pushed forward, pressing his lips on mine. The shock of it sent a thrill through my body. He slowly untied me as he kissed me, his lips not leaving mine, I resisted the urge not to kiss him back but it was so tempting. I leaned closer and felt his warmth. The ropes dropped and he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and entwined my fingers in his hair. My arm had mysteriously heeled, my ribs didn't hurt either. His arms gripped my wait firmly and I pulled close to him. His body sagged and we dropped to the ground, separating. I backed away and caught my breath. Wess smiled at me and lay down on the ground.
"You can go you know. I'll tell them you had a knife in your belt and cut through the ropes." He sighed. I smiled weakly and lay down next to him. "Ya, I know. I don't want to. I want to stay here." I smiled. I sat up and looked down at him. He grinned and shook his head. "Who knew I'd get the Blood Queen to kiss me."
I nodded. "If I had known I would be in a room, untied and not fighting, with Wessly Bard I would have called them crazy." I looked over at him. His face was a mask of concentration. I leaned over to kiss him and he pulled me on top of him. I laughed and jumped off.
"I have to go now. I promise we will meet again soon." I choked out. A silver cord seemed to form; the more we went apart the more it pulled. It hurt horribly, I almost cried out as I jumped out the window, the wall between us made my eyes tear up. I ran like hell to the Hunters society where I was greeted by Tommy, Charlotte and Mica, the three other head slayers. Tommy and Charlotte shared the bleak, coal black hair and grey eyes. Mica shared my features, red hair and green eyes. They sighed and all ran to me, practically carrying me to my room.
"Lyne you have no idea how worried we were about you. Mika was about to go look for you. Any news on the Colony?" Charlotte questioned. I shook my head and rolled over. I was asleep before they left the room.