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Blood Bound Promise

Chapter 1

Moonlight Madness

"It's cold" Alice muttered to herself. Pushing aside the red curtain, she peered at the window and watched as her breath fogged up the glass each time she exhaled. It wasn't even winter, yet the temperature had dropped down every night. She shivered as a cold breeze hit her arm. She turned around only to find an open window near the librarian's table. She sighed and closed it gently before scooping up a pile of books to be arranged to their designated shelves. Her footsteps echoed in the hall, reminding her that she was alone and the clocks' annoying tick-tack reminded her of the untimely hour for a student assistant to do her job. Her eyes automatically sought out the clock. It's exactly seven o'clock in the evening. Perhaps she could resume her duties tomorrow morning; she thought and quickly tucked the book on its shelf.

She needed to finish fast since she still needed to walk all the way to the bus stop. It was dark and only a few vehicles would be passing by time to time. The street lights wouldn't be sufficient to make her see the way; she might even encounter some wild animals hunting for food in the night. She shivered at the thought. There had been sightings of bears and wolves but surely she wasn't so unlucky and if she is-well, she hoped she's not.

"Done for today" She couldn't resist voicing the words. Hearing her own voice ensured her she was all right. Alice grabbed her bag, scooped the pile of papers with her arms and walk out of the library. She didn't bother turning the lights off. Mr. Hendricks will surely do the task for her. He was an old janitor of the school, who was, most of the time, had been her chat mate in her job. She enjoyed his tales of adventure when he was still a little boy and never got tired of listening to them. Speaking of the old man, he was mopping the floor while humming an old song she don't even knew but sounded rather familiar to her...

"You're going home?" Mr. Hendricks quickly stopped with his work and offered her a smile that wrinkled the skin around his eyes and showed fine laugh lines on his old face. Alice smiled back and nodded at him. "I was thinking you might spend the night here again. It's a good thing you finished fast."

Alice blushed and grimaced. "I actually haven't. It's just too late so I plan on resuming it early tomorrow morning."

"Ahh... Is that so? Wait a second." The old man quickly searched his pockets and after a minute of fumbling with variety of keys, a smile broke in his face. He handed an old rusty key to her. "You'll need this."

A frown made its way to her face and she glance questioningly at the old man. Didn't he live here in weekdays? Mr. Hendricks might have guessed the question on her mind for he gave out a raspy chuckle and shook his head-maybe to clear the amusement away.

"I'll be going home this weekend. Have you forgotten its Saturday tomorrow?" his smile was teasing as he asked the question and she can't help but blushed at her shameful mistake. How could she forget? She shouldn't even be asking these things because for the past few days her mind is occupied with her dropping grades that she need to save.

"I'm sorry. I have so much in my mind, I'm not thinking properly."

"That's understandable; perhaps you need the weekend break more than anyone else." The old man nodded thoughtfully and handed her the key once more. This time she willingly took it.

"See you next Monday, sir" she wave at him before dashing towards the double doors.

"I hope you'll enjoy the weekend. There might be something in store for you..." It was the last thing she heard before the doors closed behind her. She wasn't even sure if she heard him right. His voice was too quiet to be heard yet...

She shook her head. Must be imagining things, she thought dryly and started walking to the main road.

. Once she stepped outside, the cold night air hit her, making her shiver once again. She bit her lip, trying to ignore the cold as she walked briskly under the moonlight. It was impossibly bright tonight. She looked up and found the moon staring back at her. The stars lined up in the sky, creating an image of a milky pathway in the horizon. A smile tugged at her lips as cold nostalgia crept on her.

She could still remember the nights were her parents walk her at night in a park nearby they're subdivision. It was refreshing, relaxing and fun. In a way, it was almost special especially when they lie on the grass and watched the stars or trace numerous patterns in the sky. It was something she treasured most and will always do but even so, she felt sad by just remembering the past. The car crash where her parents were killed flashed in her mind and she fought with the tears threatening to fall that will wipe away her resolute to be strong.

Instead, she hummed the old lullaby song her mother had taught her. It was enough to calm her senses and drive away her fear. The rustling of the branches is the only thing that could be heard aside from her hum and she stopped momentarily, glancing back to look for a vehicle that would past by. A cold shiver run up her spine, when she saw the path she had walked on, were too dark from where she was standing plus the fact that the street light from a corner not far from where she was standing was blinking off and on. Sounds zoned out of her hearing range and all she was aware of was the creepy rustling of the trees like it was warning her...

She clutched the pile of papers near her bosom and continued her way, ignoring the deafening silence but somehow, her footsteps seems to double every time she took a step that sent her occasionally glancing back to see if someone was walking behind her but every time she did, a cold air would break in her face like a dreadful caress. Her breathing laboured as she picked up her speed. She could almost see another street light in the curve which promises more light. Just a step more...

She sighed in relief when she got there but she almost jumped in surprise when the street light started blinking on and off accompanied with a buzzing electrical sound. She took in a shuddering breath and glance at her surroundings. She had made her way to the bridge but her surrounding hasn't change. It was the same kind of trees surrounding her. What did she expect? It's not like; buildings will suddenly appear to make her feel safe...

She rummaged her bag for her cell phone and she was aghast to realize she left it back. She couldn't go back! Not when she had come far enough to reach the bus stop. She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts away. That's right. She needs to hurry. She could definitely come back for her cell phone tomorrow. Getting it back will be a breeze by morning. She took in a deep breath but froze halfway when the sound of numerous flapping reached her ears. Around her, it seemed, it became even darker like the moon lost it shine. She involuntarily looked up and her eyes widened and shock tore at her senses when she found out the ones blocking the light were flocks of ravens. Her knees weaken, when she spotted one, staring back at her with bloody red eyes. She didn't breathe, she couldn't. It was like she saw a monster. There are lots and lots of them, taking their time flying away. It was like they were driven by a force much darker than their own.

The rustling of the tree branches stopped once their gone and when she thought, its back to normal, the street light beside her turned off and not only it but the others as well. Darkness surrounded her and the only light that was making her sane was the silvery light of the moon. A sound of rustling behind a bush in front of her froze her in place.

A wild animal? A bear? A wolf?

She trembled with her thoughts. The rustle grew louder. It was nearer...nearer. Suddenly, it stopped but she yelped in surprise when a black cat jumped out. Her knees failed her and she fall in the ground with a relief sigh. She closed her eyes, taking deep breaths. The sound of the cats purr added to her relief but why does it seem, it's disappearing? Her eyes shoot open and the cats purr had gone, completely replaced by heavy footsteps getting nearer to her. The cat's blue eyes flashed in her mind but it wasn't giving her relief anymore but fear. She became immobile as she caught hold of a tall dark figure coming her way. Adrenaline pumped in her veins and she quickly stood up and face whatever it maybe. She gasped as a cold hand silenced her mouth. Her vision was unsteady but it cleared bit by bit until she could make out of the figure in front of her. She came face to chest with 'whatever it maybe' and her eyes widened when she realized it was a man's. Is it a stalker? A psycho?

Even with the inner turmoil in her, a part of her mind told her, he wasn't human. The cold his hands' radiating was freezing and too impossibly be a man's temperature. Her mind reeled with the fact. If it's not human, what could it be? She didn't believe in supernatural creatures but perhaps she should believe now...What was that creature who was cold-skinned much like the undead? Her mind quickly processed her question...

...

Immortals

...

Vampires.

She quickly jerked away from him as realization dawned on her, but the being was quicker, his other arm slid in her waist and held her prison. Her heart thump in her chest and she was sure he could hear it. Was it enticing him for a bite? Could he smell her fear and provoke his predator instincts?

"Do you think I would let you escape now that we finally meet again?" She felt his cold breath in her nape as she spoke and she involuntarily shivered. He chuckled wryly at her reaction and held her closer.

"Speak, human. I want to hear if you have the same voice." He ordered quietly yet his tone was laced with underlying danger.

Her throat constricted and she licked her lips thinking of something to say but her mind give blank. She closed her mouth and pressed her lips tightly. She couldn't utter a word.

"Paralyze by fear? Pathetic..." He grunted as his fingers played with her hair. "Shouldn't I be the one scared?" he mocked playfully.

"You've grown it longer this time huh? Cut it...your hair." He whispered, this time, his cold lips touching the curve of her ear. She couldn't help but shiver again but a defiant feeling was building up inside her. How dare he talk like he knew her? And to order her to cut her hair? He should be the pathetic, she thought enraged.

"I-I...don't want to" She kept her voice from trembling as she said it and she felt him stiffen. Was it because the way she said it defiantly?

"You have the same voice too...then, do you have the same blood taste?" he asked teasingly and she froze again. Her blood? Did he mean he wanted a taste of it? And who is the person she was similar with?

When she felt his cold breath caressing her neck, all ability to think faded away instantly. Her mind sung of danger...terrible danger...

"I'm hungry..." he growled and she felt his wet tongue licking the base of her neck where she was sure her pulse was evident.

"N-no..." It came out as a voiceless plea that only made the being laughed amusedly at her.

"I'll be losing control once I drank from this lovely neck of yours..." he warned but she could feel him smiling. She struggled under his grip but her efforts were useless. He was terribly strong, an inhumane strength. Yes. He wasn't human.

Blood pounded in her ears as she felt two sharp pointed things in her neck. She closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain but instead, she was suddenly released by his other arm, he grabbed her other arm and she gasp in pain, when she felt the burning stab on her wrist. She opened her eyes, unable to think clearly nor move but to only look at what had cause the pain. Her eyes widen when he saw the being. He looked human, with golden hair and he dressed like one aside from the fact that he was wearing a white cape she's sure must be centuries old. She groaned when she felt his fangs piercing her flesh more harshly. He was drinking blood from her!and a considerable amount of it from the fact that she felt dizzier with each passing second. Is she planning to drain her? To leave her in heaps of skin and bones?

Using some of her strength, she pulled her arm away and she was thankful he let it go. He straightened up, revealing what he really looked like but Alice was already in daze and she had lost so much blood. Her knees weaken and she fell limply on the ground. But before she could hit the hard cemented surface, two strong arms caught her and braced her from the fall.

Before she closed her eyes, she made sure she knows what a vampire looked like before she died-A tall guy, with pale skin lips smeared with blood that was tempting to touch and a mask on. Her eyes fluttered closed but not before she saw a grin spreading across his handsome face.

"We'll meet again."

Author Notes:

I'm sorry if it's short. I might add some scenes to it. I'll let you know. Thanks for reading!

We'll meet again!

I'll update by next next saturday... :)