Chapter 2. thank you to those who told me to keep writing it. I hope it lives up to your expectations. If you have any ideas or requests. message or review

"Do you remember me?" He asked cocking his head to the side. I couldn't open my lips to even make a noise; I merely nodded my head. "That's good, I am terribly sorry for not leaving you a rose this morning but it would seem the creatures you live with intercepted me…how rude don't you think?"

"Alice…Tim…" I whispered.

"Aw yes they have names…"

"What did you do…?" Finding my voice I could feel fear and anger filling my body.

"Me? I did nothing of any sort. I am merely here to retrieve you…"

"What…" I stepped back, retrieve me? Was he going to take me? "Stay away from me!" I yelled as I turned and began to run away. But apparently I was not fast enough. He appeared in front of me making me skid to a stop. How had he moved so fast! My mind was reeling and I didn't know what to do. He reached down and grabbed my arm. I tried to scream but he covered my mouth. I looked around to see no one was around. Why wasn't anyone here! Why wasn't this crowded street filled with people to save me! I tried to fight against his hold but he was too strong and I realized this might be the end of me. He pulled me back into the dark of the alley, and with ever step I felt the rain mixing with my tears of despair.

"If I let you go do you promise not to run?" I heard sincerity in his voice but I know it was all lies but I thought carefully. I let myself go limp to show my surrender. If I ran he would catch me and potentially hurt me wouldn't he? I just had to think…there was no one around so there was no point in yelling and if he got mad he could hit me. I flinched at the thought. He let go of me and stepped away so he could see my face again.

"Who are you…"

"My name is Damien." I nodded and looked down to the rose I still clenched in my fingers. Even in the scuffle its petals stayed in perfect condition. I lifted it and stared at it warmly.

"Black roses?" I whispered. "Death…are you going to kill me?" I looked at him and into a pair of the blackest eyes I had ever seen. This truly was my death. The devil had come for me and I would find death. He sighed and shook his head.

"Rebirth."

"What?"

"They also symbolize rebirth." It was as if I didn't understand his words. Black roses had symbolized death when I looked it up.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"You must be rejuvenated…"

"I…" What does one say to that? I stepped away again. Was he a priest of some sort and planned on killing me for reincarnation! No that was silly! "What are you…?" Before I realized what I was saying it was already out of my lips.

"What are we…?" it was my turn to cock my head. "We are vampires." I looked at him for a second until I burst out laughing. All of a sudden I wasn't so scared.

"Vampires? Who put you up to this? Tim?" I laughed harder. "Wow they almost got me. I thought you were some kidnapper. Alice! Tim! Come out!" I looked around the alley and waited for Alice to come out with a camera smiling at their little prank. Saying you got us Amy. Happy birthday! But no one came. My laughter soon faltered as I looked back to the man who stayed staring at me confused.

"The creatures? They had nothing to do with this…"

"Why do you keep calling them creatures? And I am not a vampire." He sighed and leaned back against the bricks.

"They are dhampir's." he growled out in disgust. I knew the stories…a dhampir was the child of a human and a vampire. "And you are a vampire."

"You can't expect me to believe you."

"Your right… I'll just have to prove it to you."

"Where are Alice and Tim?" I was sick of this silly game. I just wanted to go home with my aunt and uncle. "My parents died…vampires are immortal." I found myself mumbling.

"You don't really believe that story do you? These people are not your family. The Dhampir's were put in place to look after you. And your parent's death was just a story to cover why you lived with them."

"What are you talking…" before I could finish he disappeared. I looked back in forth of the alley. Afraid he would appear right in front of me and hurt me. I chose this moment to run. I ran out of the alley and began to scream for anyone.

"Help me!" I screamed at the highest level I could possible yell. I caught sight of the bookstore and ran across the street to it. I threw open the door and the woman looked up shocked.

"Oh my gosh! Are you alright!"

"Help me! This man is trying to take me!" I ran to her and she pulled me into her arms.

"Where are your aunt and uncle?"

"I don't know…"

"I'm going to call the police." She went into the back room and began to dial on the phone. I stepped back and looked toward the window. The rain had gotten a lot stronger and it was impossible to see across the street. I prayed he wasn't waiting outside the door. I listened but never heard the woman begin to speak.

"Hello?" I whispered cautiously going in the direction she had gone. I stared in horror as I watched the man with fangs dug into the woman's throat. I shrieked and covered my mouth in fear. I fell to my knees and tears poured down my cheeks. I watched as the trickle of her blood ran down her neck where it didn't make it into his mouth. His eyes looked up to me but he didn't take his mouth away. I listened as he moaned in pleasure and dropped the woman. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and looked to me.

"Now do you believe me?" he stepped toward me and I tried to crawl away.

"Don't touch me!"

"I told you not to run…" he said with a smirk as he stood over me. "She's dead because you didn't listen." My eyes darted over to the limp pale woman. I looked up at the man with my eyes blurring from the tears. I was going to die. I was going to be killed by a vampire…

"Stop running…we've waited long enough." His words were no longer processing. I was going over everything that had happened. All my questions would go unanswered. Alice and Tim? Dhampir? The supposed car accident my parents died in when I was a baby? Untrue? All untrue. The vampire in front of me that was true. The dead body across from me that was real.

"I'm going to die…" I whispered then looked back up at the man.

"Not if I can help it." He reached down and lifted me by my elbow. "I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to take you home."

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