Chapter Two

This man was obviously scared of her. His brown eyes were filled with fear, but also with a hint of anger. She could tell that even though he was afraid of her, he would not run away. He is angry that I did that to his friend, she thought.

She studied him closely; he was tall, like the other man, but he had more muscle and his skin was not as dark. This man's hair was as black as the sky above them and it was cut so that the back just hit the collar of his shirt and in the front, it almost covered his eyes.

Maiya tilted her head to the side but did not make a move toward him. She spoke softly, almost seductively, "What is your name?"

The question seemed to spark something in the man and he looked directly into her eyes.

"Why do you not tell me your name, first?" His voice was deep and sweet to her ears; she almost was hypnotized by it, forgetting that he was just a man.

"I asked you first, did I not?" She replied.

"But, as you can see, I witnessed what just happened here. And I would like to know what your name is." At that, his voice shook and his bravado seemed to weaken, but he quickly caught himself.

"Oh, touché, my friend. Kind sir, my name is Maiya. Now tell me yours, or what happened to your friend just might happen to you." She was staring him down, waiting for the right moment to dispose of him.

The man's eyes traveled to the limp body behind Maiya, "Is he… alive?"

"Yes. He is breathing. Now, what is your name? I'm growing impatient."

"It's Vince. Are you pleased, now?"

"Yes, thank you." She took a step towards him. "Vince. You're a handsome man, do you know that? It would be a shame if anything happened to you."

Vince was suddenly filled with not only fear, but he was terrified as he felt stunned by her gaze.

"And, you know what I am, right?"

Nodding his head slowly, he stuttered, "Y-yes, I do… You're a Vampyre…"

Maiya smiled, the light from the moon causing her teeth to stand out distinctively. "You're correct. Then, perhaps, you do know that I have two options. I could be kind and erase you memory, but to do that I would have to drink your blood, go into your mind, and replace these memories with other, more complicated ones. You don't want that do you, Vince?"

He swallowed, taking a step back and shaking his head.

"Of course you don't want to me to do that. But you see, your only other option is…" At that, Maiya leaped from where she was standing, landing gracefully on top of the man, forcing him to the ground.

Vince cried out and tried to throw her off of him, but she was still and did not seem fazed by his weak attempts.

"Now, now Vince, do not try to make this any more complicated for yourself." Maiya said, so seductively that she knew Vince felt pleasure from just hearing her voice.

She straddled his waist, making sure that he could not move as she bent her head down to his ear. "Vince, handsome man, I wish we could have known each other longer. You seem like such a fantastic person to get to know. I'm sorry it has to end this way for you."

Her lips traveled from his ear to the hollow of his neck, along the way she gave him small kisses, leaving fire in their wake. She found a sick pleasure in the way she could manipulate the feelings of men, but this man was not so easily controlled and this confused her, just as he was confused of what she was.

She smiled against his neck before opening her mouth. The incisors sank so deep and so easily into his neck; his blood was better than anything she had ever tasted before. She read his mind; it was a mixture of confusion but also awe. He felt no pain. She was instantly as confused as he was; she felt everything he was feeling. She had never had this connection before with anyone she had bit.

Maiya heard a cry of pain escape from his mouth.

And then his body went limp.