Warning: it gets like super dark towards the end. Heheheeeee! I was just in that creepy horror-movie-ending mood! And Audrey is a creepy woman, so… it fits! :D

William tried to scream as Audrey pulled out something shiny. She covered his mouth. William saw that it was a knife. A big knife. And it wasn't a kitchen knife.

Ohhh, no.

It was curved and pointy at the end, and it looked like it had an inscription in some other language. The handle was black and looked like it was made of leather.

Audrey pressed the knife to the skin on William's throat. He whimpered and struggled.

"Too bad you're not a vampire. Silver really irritates the skin," Audrey mused, "And I love to see a vampire I don't like in severe pain."

Okay, so she was a Sadist. Not good. William clawed at Audrey's hand with his free one. She rolled her eyes and stood, yanking him up with her. Still holding the knife to his neck, she guided him down a couple of feet into a shed next to the small house- building… thing he had been in to interview the others.

William screamed despite her hand. That earned him a cut on his lower neck; near his shoulder. William groaned in pain. It wasn't too deep, but it still hurt, and drew blood. Audrey sat William down in a reasonably comfortable chair. She looked right into his hazel eyes. "Now I'm going to take my hand off your mouth. Scream, and I drain you. I haven't had AB positive in a while…" Good Lord, she knew his blood type.

Audrey lifted her knife and her hand. William stayed silent. "What do you want from me?" he asked, choking back tears as the blood from the cut dribbled down his shirt.

"Right now? Blood. But, I have some control," Audrey sighed, "I'm kind of horny too. I donno."

William held back a umm? and asked calmly, "Why am I here?"

"To listen to my side. And voice any opinions. Like now," Audrey leaned over, "What do-ya think of little-ol-me?" She gave a perfectly friendly smile. William swallowed. "Um," he stumbled, "You're… violent."

Audrey laughed- loudly. "I know right? This knife is like my only child." She sat on the table in front of them both.

The shed she'd pulled him into wasn't half bad.

There was no floor- just dirt, but other than that; there was a light fixture above them, two tables, and several shelves here and there with abandoned jars, papers, cloth, etc.

It looked like it was someone's old pantry of some sort before it was abandoned.

Audrey, knife still in hand, got a thoughtful look.

"So. I was born around the same time as my sister-"

"You captured me just to tell your story? I think I've heard enough tonight," William growled cautiously. Audrey pouted. "Well I killed my last two therapists, and my dad won't listen," Audrey pointed the knife right in front of him, just millimeters away from his skin, "You'll listen, right?"

William swallowed and nodded softly. Audrey smiled and whipped the knife away from his face.

"So. I was born around the same time as my sister. We were separated, blah, blah, blah. We met when we were 16, blah, blah, blah," Audrey fiddled with her knife, "When my father turned me, that's when it started picking up. He whisked me away to live in England for a bit. Showing me the ropes on hunting, killing, and all the other special shit vampires can do. I kept asking about Amelie, but finally, it faded. After a while, Amelie finally found us. But she was sooo weak, it made me almost cry for her…"

-1219, Somewhere near the border of France and Germany. Idk.-

Audrey smiled as she recognized a familiar scent. Like Bishop's, only more feminine – like herself. She turned to see none other than her sister Amelie walking towards them.

The two were searching for prey just outside a bakery in the dead of night.

"It's about time you found us," Audrey called out in French, her native language. Amelie scowled as she approached. She looked like she hadn't fed in days. Obviously weak and vulnerable.

Perfect.

"Amelie," Bishop purred, "I thought you'd never catch up."

"You left me to rot," she snarled, her eyes turning red, "This is the first time I've seen you in years. Why did you only take Audrey? I've had to fend for myself not know what was going on half the time!"

Audrey sensed the anger laminating off Amelie's aura. It was strong despite the lack of blood. She leaned against the building wall. "We should've come back, true. But we didn't want to."

"Did not want to?" Amelie barked, "Have you gone mad?"

Bishop laughed. Audrey rolled her eyes. "Sure."

"Audrey," Bishop mused, "please get something for your sister to munch on before she bites one of us…"

"I don't want any more blood! It's sick and wrong!"

"But you need it, darling," Bishop chuckled, "What have you been feeding on the last couple years?"

"Animals. I- I killed twice and couldn't bare the guilt." Amelie looked away, the red fading. Audrey leapt out of the shadows with ease, searching for a human. She didn't want to find something for Amelie, but orders were orders. And she had seen Bishop when she didn't obey.

Not fun.

After a couple minutes Audrey spotted a man coming out of a tavern. Drunken and confused, he was pretty good prey. And the alcohol in his blood would probably irritate Amelie. Plus!

She rushed after him at vampiric speed, something she learned from Bishop, and caught him swiftly before he could yelp. She pushed the mental command into his psyche and he went limp. Even though she hadn't fed yet, she was still strong enough to haul him back over to Bishop.

When she came back, Amelie was still where she was before, spitting French unmentionables at her father. He just smiled as Audrey came back. Audrey dropped the man carelessly in front of Amelie and walked back over to her Father's side.

"I told you," Amelie growled, "I don't kill."

"Uh huh…" Audrey mused.

Bishop nudged Audrey. "Make it bleed, she might react then." Audrey gently pulled the silver knife out from under her skirt- she had a small sheath strapped to her leg. Bishop had given it to her a couple months ago. He taught her house to use it, and where. She still had some things to learn, but she knew the basics.

Audrey leaned down and tilted the human's head back.

"Audrey! Why are you taking orders from a man who ruined your life?" Amelie snarled.

"Ruined?" Audrey chuckled, "Not really." Audrey ran the knife along his skin, careful not to hit an artery, so he wouldn't bleed out. The blood scent hit the air like a ton of bricks.

Audrey resisted the urge to bite him herself as she stood. She wiped the stray blood on her skirt. When she got a good look at Amelie she smiled.

Obviously struggling, she glared at Audrey. "Come, Audrey," Bishop commanded, "There is another tavern nearby. We can hunt there. Leave your sister to wallow."

And with that, Bishop started to walk off. Audrey fallowed suit.

Audrey could hear her sister growl and start to follow. "So you're just going to leave him there? An innocent man?"

"Enjoy, kitten," Bishop called back, "I'm sure we'll meet again," he nodded to Audrey and sped off in a blur. Audrey smiled and followed again.

-Present-

"Amelie followed us- naturally. And that's how she met Oliver," Audrey breathed and turned to William, "God, you smell fantastic."

William gritted his teeth. "Is that a compliment?"

Audrey nodded and hopped off the table. "Just a little bit, hm?" She leaned down and grabbed his arm. Ohmigod. She was going to bite him.

"Please don't bite me…" William moaned, pulled back frantically. "Aw. Fine," Audrey picked up her knife from the table, "A nick." William continued to pull back but stopped when Audrey ran the knife across his for arm. Deep this time.

He cried out; Audrey ignored him and brought the bloody wound to her mouth.

William groaned as the steady pull of blood loss took over. Lord, it hurt. So bad, he couldn't yell. He fell silent. It was only a few seconds- Audrey pulled away with a thin smirk. You wouldn't be able to tell if blood was on her lips from a distance; which was probably the point, but up close, it dripped down. She licked to corner of her lip as she retrieved a piece of cloth.

"Wrap your arm you big baby," Audrey mused, licking her left fang.

William was in so much shock, he couldn't concentrate. He finally gained control after his arm lost most of its feeling, and followed the order quickly and wrapped his arm and applied pressure to bring down bleeding. Thank you collage health teacher.

"Now let's see… where was I?" Audrey asked, sitting back on the table. She looked down to William who was getting woozy. She snapped in his face loudly. His eyes fluttered open.

Was it just him, or was there double everything?

"Don't pass out on me, Will," Audrey growled.

William mumbled an okay and stayed conscious best he could. He wanted to pass out so badly, however.

"So, after a while, me and daddy departed and I became a bartender in England somewhere. That's where I met my Myrnin…" Audrey smiled lovingly, "Want some nasty details?"

William gave her an exasperated look.

"Okay, fine," Audrey sighed sarcastically, "But I'll tell you this."

-1227, England-

Audrey cleaned a glass cup as three men flirted with the same waitress over and over again. Working at a bar wasn't the most glamorous life, but she got good tips and free food on occasion, if you catch her drift.

The corset she had to wear got a little irritating, however. Her breasts her practically up to her chin and even though she didn't need to breathe, there wasn't much room to move.

Then she felt this weird aura. Not human. She looked to the door and some man walked in. Brown curly hair, black coat, very cute.

And he was a vampire. Young one, too.

Dad had taught Audrey how to sense other vampires; which came in handy apparently. He waltzed up to the counter and ordered something from another waitress named Jess.

While Jess left to get the drink, Audrey made her move. She rarely saw any decent men walk into the bar. She put on her best smile and introduced herself in French.

"Hello, haven't see you here before," Audrey purred.

He smiled back. "Just passing through. I grew up in this area," he looked around, "sure has changed." Audrey saw Jess come back from the corner of her eye. She snatched the drink out of her hand and set it gently on the counter without looking. Jess mumbled something and walked off. The man was taken back, but he just sipped the beverage without a word.

"Audrey," she said.

"Myrnin," he replied, setting the glass down.

"You are an Englishmen," Audrey chuckled.

"French, I assume?"

Audrey nodded.

-Present-

Audrey knocked William upside the head. William snapped awake. "What? What?"

"You fell asleep," she growled.

"Well, blood loss does that," he snarled back, "Can you please take me to a hospital?"

Audrey laughed. "Of course not. So, after a half hour of heavy flirting and surprise secrets, we hit it off." William sighed, "That's great."

"Yeah…" Audrey mused back, "We stayed with each other for a while until we ran into Amelie again with her husband or something-"

"Advisor."

"Whatever. We got away, and then Myrie made the worst mistake of his entire life."

William, using what brain functions were still working, remembered back to what Myrnin had said.

She threw a massive hissy fit, that included breaking my arm and left without a shred of dignity. Ever since then, we've all looked down on her.

"Mistake, huh?"

"Yes!" Audrey barked, "He's an idiot! Picking Amelie over me. Hah!" Audrey looked away, "He obviously couldn't remember everything I had taught him," she angrily made eye contact with William, "I taught him how to hunt! I taught him how to kill. I gave him the bloodlust he has today! Without me, he'd be dead."

Yeesh. So this is what he meant by hissy fit. But at the same time, there was something underneath… Audrey looked like she might be holding back tears. She probably loved him…

No! No sympathy for this psycho bitch that was probably going to kill him.

Audrey sniffed and jammed the knife into the table. "So after he left," she blinked repeatedly, "I was on my own for a while and then I got back together with my Father. And here I am."

William nodded. "And you're as amazing as ever. Can I leave?"

Audrey smiled softly. "I am amazing."

William hesitated. She was making it hard to be mad at her. It looked like she uses violence and looks to cover up who she is. Just some damaged little girl who never got to be a kid, or had any parents or family. Some damaged little girl who had to grow up proving her worth to her father every single day just so he wouldn't kill her on the spot.

Freaking A, what was he thinking? She's a cold heartless little husk of a human being! William groaned as he started to move.

Audrey growled like an angry dog and grabbed William by the shoulder. He whimpered as Audrey climbed off the table.

"Know why I killed the two other therapists?" Audrey said, yanking the knife out with this unreadable expression.

William shivered.

"They knew too much," she chuckled, that sassy expression coming back, "As do you. You honestly think I can have you walking around with all this shit buzzing around in your head?"

"I- Amelie- I promised," William choked.

"Mmmhm," Audrey sighed and sat on William's lap so she faced him, "Promises are bendable in this century, Will."

William felt tears roll down his cheeks as Audrey tilted his head back.

"Please…" he whined.

"Please, is just a word," Audrey leaned down, "And actions speak louder than words."

The world went black a couple seconds after Audrey's fangs entered his throat.