Chapter 2

Bianca ran after the mysterious vampire she had pinned against the wall, her victim long forgotten.

She swung up onto a nearby dumpster and vaulted her body over the lip of an apartment building. The confused woman allowed her inner demon to follow the scent of her new prey, filtering out all of the dank smells of modern Los Angeles.

The vampire slowly traced the neighbouring buildings with her black gaze.

She had never found another of her kind other than the sweet red-head Claudia. As much as she loved her like a sister, it was nothing like what she had felt in those few seconds of contact, the strangers body flush against hers.

Bianca couldn't figure out the connection. Maybe she was a person she had crossed in her life before; Bob always said that as much as she was evil; there had to have been good in her once, right? There was a gap in her memory but her body still remembered.

She had called her Myka, who the hell was that? She was Bianca; she had been for over a century…

So many questions played around in the vampires half coherent brain; she needed the one who could answer them. The creature of the night felt the air with her senses again and found no trace, the sweet smell was gone. "Damn" Bianca cried out in frustration, not only had she lost her dinner but also her new curiosity.

Bianca walked through the front door of the old abandoned warehouse where she worked, it wasn't ideal but it did its job. Over thirty years ago it used to be a storage unit for the older non-functioning models of Bentley, the cars were fine but they were missing one ideal piece that would make them work properly, for them to be stunning like their brethren.

The American chased after crooks for a living, collecting rewards and using it to fund her little group's research.

The job wasn't hard with Todd's tech skills and both vampires inner monsters hunting down their prey with practiced skill, after all; they had been at this for little over a century. Even if Todd was only a recent addition, he was smarter than most of the local food. Claudia had picked him up in some strange gathering of the odder people, a 'convention' she called it.

She had intended to feed on him and leave, it was easier at these gatherings, the people wanted to believe in the strange and wonderful. But the clumsy human went and got himself smashed in between two cars, Claudia couldn't bear leaving the boy; so she gave him enough blood to heal but not enough to fully turn the walking blood bank.

Therefore he was accidently given the position as her slave of sorts, she couldn't feed from him but he naturally did the things she needed him to do, just as any good slave does. She didn't realise that half turning a human leaves there bodies in a sort of stasis where they are half-half, they would be immortal yes but they don't inherit any other traits than the agelessness and a better immune system. Also the passing urges to do things for their master before the dominant even knows they want it.

Bianca strolled up the aisles of old broken cars toward the smart little human she wanted to visit, she had never really used his technical skills for personal use, but in the vampires head this was an emergency.

"Hey Bianca" Todd called from behind his computer screen; "Todd" Bianca replied in her usual sultry tone, the tech was probably waiting for his master to return.

"Have you found anything on the reversion process? One that doesn't involve killing several people" the boy asked hopefully, his glasses shining in the lamplight; Bianca looked at the human "not as yet" she whispered. Todd shook his head in frustration and opened up a few screens of code, the poor food on legs had been searching for over 3 years now to find a cure for his master, to no avail.

The vampire tipped her head and smiled "Todd, could you spare a few minutes of your time to look up someone for me?" The submissive looked up and grimaced "who am I searching for; please don't say someone in the porn industry because those websites have some nasty atomic viruses".

The American smiled again "no, not again, I think Claudia nearly killed me after that fiasco. I want you to look up a 'Myka' for me" Todd looked up at the leaning vampire and frowned "last name?" he asked, typing the first name into a website search bar.

It was Bianca's turn to frown "I don't know, could you run the first name through any records dating back to the late 1800's" she tried, hoping to strike better luck. If the woman knew the vampire before her memory loss, she must have turned up around her human life, hence 1800's.

Todd shrugged and obeyed, typing furiously, his eyes were speeding between images and texts; searching for something Bianca wasn't even sure was real. After a few minutes of this Todd let out a small gasp, in her inhuman speed the vampire was over his shoulder looking at… herself.

In the picture was her new friend and a woman who looked like she could be the vampires twin, they were oblivious to the camera man, capturing the moment in black and white. The pair were clad in 1800's style pants and differently cut blouses, 'Myka' was wearing a slightly darker shade, It was grey in the older photo but Bianca couldn't be certain.

They were staring into each other's eyes intently and clasping onto each other, foreheads touching. 'Myka' was holding Bianca's friend's waist and her friend was cupping 'Myka's' face. A picture taken of the women's perfect world away from reality, where they could openly love each other and just… gaze.

Bianca couldn't breathe; she had never met this woman before so how was this even possible? She needed to talk to Bob.

"Thank you Todd, tell your little Goo-Queen I will be back later, I have to go and talk to Bob" the American whispered into the stunned human's ear as she retracted from her position over his shoulder. The tech nodded mutely and kept on staring at the screen, the vampire turned and walked through the aisles of broken but still beautiful cars and again like always it made her think of how alike they were to herself. They were beautiful models, made for great lives and adventures, but were stunted from one missing piece, that one thing preventing full potential.

She knew the thought was selfish each time, but she couldn't help but think that if she had her memories she might have been happy. That picture rang a truer note in the brunettes head next to her reoccurring thought. She had been happy; whoever cursed her to this life had not only taken her mortality and her memories, but also her life, her good life.

The vampire huffed in frustration at her endlessly swirling thoughts and pushed open the old metal door, stepping out into the cold night air.