It was Fast; but also oh so slow. One moment I was concentrating on the clicking of my white heels against the asphalt. The next a tall pale figure was right in front of me, Eyes like ruby's burning on my face. Not with fury but with thirst.

"Hello." Her cool smooth voice slithered off her tongue and the cool air washed over my face. I thought I would be scared, when death was so near, but I just stood there cold and numb. I thought I would sweat, but my skin was dry and the hairs stood on end. The woman smiled then wiped her teeth with her tongue. Her hand pulled back her golden red hair. She laughed quietly when I didn't reply then began circling me like a vulture, her cool finger un-wrapping my arms from around my chest. Weren't killers supposed to take there time with the killing process? Threaten me, toy with there prey, you no the usual stuff. This woman seemed to be in a hurry, like it hurt to have me alive.

"This will hurt." She said in my ear, her breath washing down my collarbone.

Before I felt her teeth slice oh to easily through my neck, I felt the fear finally wash through me. I thought I should scream but the only thing that came out was croak that faded into gurgling. It was a clean bite. No blood dribbled to my white dress. She started shaking, while moaning in pleasure. Her hands clinched tight around my waist. I should have fought, but something inside me wanted this. The shaking got more violent but when her teeth unclasped from my neck she giggled slowly before taking me up in her arms and running. I couldn't pay attention to my surroundings; I was to caught up in the burning. The burning was growing, growing rapidly. It started at my neck then leaked painfully to my collarbone and continued down. Finally, my voice came back to me and a spine gouging scream echoed form my lungs. It could have peeled paint. It was full of pain and agony.

My hands searched for something to grasp, I found her wrist and squeezed. Her skin was like marble, cold, white and hard. My nails dug into her skin but did not even dint the skin. Another scream escaped me. The burning was increasing it felt like a thousand pounds of burning metal was being stuffed inside of me. How much more of this could I take? It wasn't like a sickness, where I could fall asleep and forget it. It was like something was changing my bone structure and body makeup without a sedative. In fact, that's exactly what it felt like.

My blood was getting thicker. I could feel my heart pumping loudly to get the clumpy hot goo out from the valves. But it did no good, the blood got thicker and thicker, hotter and hotter. How many more degrees were there left? How much more could my heart take before it gave out? Oh how good that sounded now, for my heart to stop, for my pain to subdue, for my life to end. I'd take that; I'd take it with a thank you. But I couldn't do anything; I could only lay in this bath of pain, Pain that reached a thousand degrees. My heart was slowing now. The guh-lump, guh-lump slowed. It got heavier and my heart was loosing feeling. I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't even feel my limbs, my torso. Every thing was black, but swirling with color. How long had it been since the attack? I was no longer in the woman's arms but I was on something cold. Concrete? I tried to take in a deep breath, hoping the air would sweep the fire out. But even the small breaths that I was gasping for now, burned like a million stab wounds. But I tried and soon regretted it. The gust of air brought in smells that burned me even more.

I could suddenly feel my hands; they were the only things cool. The fire had subsided from them, but the rest of me ached. I couldn't think of anything else but the fire. It consumed my mind and made me ravage. Ravage for what I wasn't sure. The cool glided slowly up my limbs; extinguishing the fire slowly. Time passed on but the only way to tell seconds had gone was the pulsing of the flames that I tried hard not to think about. My voice was gone again but feeling was coming again. I had been in this pain for hours; at least it felt like. I could tell that the sun had risen because the concrete had heated the slightest bit. Funny how I could tell. Now that I thought about it I could also smell the sun. Its crisp burn radiated on my already hot skin. A better burn than what I was suffering. I counted the heat waves that flooded down until they were very faint. The sun must have set again. What could I concentrate on now? Not the burning that was still deep in me.

I listened carefully; struggled gasps were all around me. Moans of pain were as well. I couldn't listen to that.

I cased my hearing out further. The sound of wind in trees, it's the leaves clattering together. Someone was yelling, and someone laughing. And even someone was kissing. But a sound was missing…my breath? No I could still hear that. My heart! There was no liquid lullaby, the on I had grown so accustomed to. What had happened? Was I dead? No, death shouldn't be this painful.
How could I hear this well? Where was I? And what was happening? My brain wasn't burning any more so thoughts could come and go. It seemed like there was a lot more space…like I got rid of lots furniture so more could come in. then, when I thought things were finally getting better, I felt the burn send one of its hardest waves of misery yet.

The flames had turned to burning liquid now, probably my blood. It was slowly draining to the core of my body down a drain.

The remaining drops of agony where going down to the core of my body. But I still burned, only in the center where the drops lay. Finally, the last drop slithered down the drain and a shock of agony swam through my hallow veins and hit my empty heart. When it hit I sat up in pain. But then it was gone. And a sudden bliss echoed through me. It was over! I couldn't even remember what exactly it felt like. My eyes opened with shock then I immediately closed them. I did not want to see around me. There were bodies everywhere. And this new vision I had was too much to bear. Not only could I see the others going through what I had gone through but also I could smell their blood curdling.

A gasp blew through my lungs but it felt wrong. There was no contraction of my lungs. No, my lungs stood still. Like they were sprayed down with polyurethane, so stiff they couldn't move. Air tumbled through them like towels in a dryer. It felt so unnecessary; it also felt so good. I took another deep breath in just for fun but like before, I regretted it. I could taste the humans around me. And a swelling thirst boiled in my throat. My hands clasped on my neck. My touch sent a shock through my hallow veins. I was so hard! But yet so smooth. I felt as if I was feeling myself for the first time ever! I dared my self to open my eyes, to see more of the glamorous body I possessed now. First the left peeled open. I stared down at my legs that were lying on the dirty concrete. They were pale and gorgeous! My hands reached out touch them. I hesitated as if they weren't my own legs. My hands as well were pale as marble but just as magnificent. After a couple of minutes of marveling over my self a boy came and stood by me.

"Yes, yes, your pretty lets go new leech!" he shouted while poking me with his leg. Rage filled me so fast it took me a minute to identify what it was! But with my new thought process, I figured it out in less than forty-eighth of a half second. The boy smiled at me when I didn't get up.

"You know what you are stupid?" he asked leaning closer to my face. The rage boiled on inside of me. I no longer cared what I was; I wanted to take his face off, clean as what the woman had done to me. A growl echoed from my hallow chest.

"Guess!" he challenged, leaning even closer. That was to far! I got up so fast he fell back on his back, gasping to get away. I landed on my knee's one leg on each side of his chest. My faces got close enough our noses were about to touch. A growl echoed from my chest again and my hand grasped his neck, building hot kinetic energy to crush his wind pipes.

"Vampire." I growled.