Chapter 4

Wow, that's news to me. And if I may say so, completely unsurprising. I thought it was weird that I never saw another female mage. But I put that down to them being turned before I could meet them.

"No shit! God, that's, err, news."

"Well, It means that you are currently being hunted by some of the world's most famous Vampyr assassins."

"What the fuck? Why are they hunting me? I thought I was supposed to be their saviour?" Sheesh, you try to do a nice thing and it bites you on the ass. Great.

"You are, but some Vampyr leaders believe that this apocalypse is going to cleanse the world of humans, so Vampyrs can rule. They are too ignorant to realise that we will become extinct nearly as soon as your species do. We depend on you for our survival. Without you, we are nothing."

"Even with us you're nothing," I find myself scoffing in reply. Gaspard's eyes have turned red, talk about quick mood changes.

"You should be lucky to have us near your species. We are a superior race to yours. You would be nothing without us. We have made you the creatures you are today."

"Ok. One, you are not superior. And two, we worked our butts off to get where we are. You can't exist without us so don't go saying shit like you're superior."

Wow, he looks really, really angry now. Maybe I shouldn't have pissed him off so much? Well too late now. Looks like he's gonna blow.

"You dirty little vermin! How dare you speak to me like that! I have been around much, much longer than you have. And have more experience than your pathetic human life. It is blasphemy that you speak to me like this." Sheesh, anger management problems. Obviously.

Ok, maybe I need to try and, err, sort this out. I mean, I've got to travel with this guy, and save the world with him. I think it would be better if he didn't hate my guts. So, I clear my breath and… "Ok, chill. Can you just remember that we have to like travel together? And also, did you forget the sun? It's nearly 5am, the sun's going to be up in an hour or so." Well, that ought to do it. Postpone the argument to tomorrow. He can think of ways to kill me slowly while he sleeps, or whatever he does during the day. "You ok with finishing this discussion tonight?" Because I have to go, and you have to sleep. I have school as well today, and if I don't go home now I won't have my stuff. And also I need to say hi to my mum."

That look's back. Like he could murder me look. I don't think he liked my postponement of the argument. Well, for all a care we could argue till he burns, but I don't have that long. And I really do want to save the world. And I want to see my mum, it might be the last time I do.

"Ok, then" gritted teeth now; he's going all out on irritated Vampyr attitude now. "Until tomorrow then. Just make sure you are here as soon as the sun sets, grab a key on your way out for the outside door. I will leave this door," gesturing to the one to his flat, "unlatched."

Well, I definitely heard him talk, but I blinked and he's gone. Literally. The guy really does freak me out, he's cute, but he freaks me out. And that is not a good thing. Well, I suppose I better grab the key by the door. Heading for the door, I grab it, and put it in my jeans pocket. Do I close his front door? No, better not. He'll probably close it when I'm gone. Sure enough, I'm halfway down the stairs and I hear it shutting. A giant 'creak' emanating from Gaspard's floor. Well, gotta get home. Maybe I could grab some coffee at the McDonalds at Piccadilly Circus, and then the bus straight home.

I've got my coffee, and there are actual people around. So nice to be among civilisation instead of hostile Vampyrs. Turning for the bus stop. Red eyes are staring at me. Who the fuck? Ok, don't panic, it is not a Vampyr; they can't come out during the day. It's just some stupid person trying to make people scared by wearing red contacts. Breathe. Oh no. A sneering smile coming from the mouth of this weirdo, and he is definitely a Vampyr, I can see his fangs. This cannot be happening, how is he in broad daylight? It's not possible!

I'm running in the opposite direction of him. I have to get as far away as possible. I feel like crying, this is not supposed to be happening. Vampyrs cannot stand in the daylight and survive. They have to be underground or at least in a lightproof room. Oh god, I can feel him behind me. And do you know what the worst thing is? I can't run anymore. I've run up Regent St, and am nearly at the Oxford St diagonal crossing. I. Have. To. Slow. Down. But instead, I find myself stopping. He's now behind me, lurking. I really can't take this. So, I'm turning around.