Chapter 3- Ebony

Get out of my head! I almost screamed out loud. Who are you? Why are you doing this? My breath was jagged, rough as I tried to shake this crazy creature out of my head.

Suddenly images touched my mind. Images I had never seen before, pictures of Him. I found my mind systematically sorting through the pictures. You're a Vampire? I stuttered, bewildered as I saw an image of him ripping out the throat of humans. I'd read about vampires in books. I didn't know they existed. You've always been like this… images of him as a child flashed through my mind. A pale child with dark hair: He looked like death himself.

Taurus. That was his name.

I've always been a vampire. I was born one. I'm a lamia. I shouldn't be telling you this. I'm breaking all the rules.

He was as stunned about this as I was.

I don't understand…

I can't say more.

Suddenly, a telepathic wall blocked my mind from his. Dumbfounded, I stared up at him.

I saw his lips draw back from his teeth and his eyes shone silver like the moon, painlessly piercing my mind. He was fighting something, but eventually failed. He was holding me with such strength that I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. His mouth came to my throat.

He was a vampire.

I was his lunch!

Thoughts of terror and confusion raced through my mind. I assessed my near surroundings. Could I protect myself? What could I use? I saw his mouth so close to my throat, his fangs bared, at the exact angle to slash into my throat. I was helpless, hopeless, against him. I closed my eyes tightly, wishing it to be a dream. My heartbeat was counting down the endless seconds until the end of my life.

Cold breath tickled my neck and the hairs rose.

A second later, the pain came. The impact, with such preciseness as a predator, of the cold fangs piercing my veins caused my eyes to shoot open with a sharp intake of breath. I felt one of his hands come to the back of my neck, gently forcing my head back. Numbness grew from my neck; spread downward though my veins, around my body, and weakness dispersed from every inch of my body. I tried to allow the blood to be drained from my veins, though my confused mind on autopilot, struggled against it.

My soul was being torn from my body, second by second. He drank harder for a countless amount of seconds.

No! please… I begged. All I could feel was agony. I was going to die!