Chapter 4

When I got back to my super lame apartment I was appalled with myself.

Did Liam Huston just kiss me? And did I just kiss him back?

Ok yes I kissed him back but under the circumstances that Avery was planning to like... inflict violence on me. So I do NOT like Liam just to make things clear. If my life was a book this would be the part of the story when I realize I'm in love with some hot o-so popular guy.

But that is not about to happen to me. No way sister!

Sure Liam is quite cute and all but he is apparently like a HUGE pooping perv.

So long story short I am not in lovey dovey world with Liam nor will I ever be.

As I dropped my bags off at the door I looked at my clock. 6:30pm. Ugh. Another hour and a half before Vampire hour. Joy.

I quickly ran to my shower, grabbing my hunting suit as I went by.

After thoroughly drying my hair and slipping into my black revealing, yet oddly comfortable suit, I pulled on my black stiletto boots and put my black hair into a high pony-tail. I put some black mascara on and looked in the mirror.

With my pale skin and black-uh-everything my green eyes shone like emeralds. I could have past for an ugly Vampire from far away. I smiled at myself, despite my horrible reputation at school I was quite pretty and could tie in a beauty contest with Avery any day.

I looked at my watch, 7:30. I quickly ran out the door, grabbing my several weapons on the way out. Every night I brought five weapons. My two stakes, one in each side of my belt. My two daggers, which were slid into each of my boots and of course, my hand gun. That was put in my coat pocket. My coat almost touched the ground and was black, surprise, surprise.

As I reached the parking lot I slipped some dulling cream onto my four canines. If a Vamp ends up sneaking behind me I don't want him to realize I'm a Shape shifter. I smacked my lips together and went on my way.

It was 9pm when I began to track down my first Vampire. She was small for her kind, fragile looking. But I knew better, I could tell by the way she walked that she wasn't human. She kept looking around at the tiniest sound, as well as licking her lips when she heard a human voice. I knew where she was headed, the Plasma Club, all teens from ages fifteen and up went there. It was also an extremely popular Vampire hangout. But the humans didn't know that.

I needed to get there before her, if I show up after she might get suspicious. I took a shortcut to the Club; lucky for me she wasn't using her Vampire speed, if she did the street cameras would surely get her.

I saw the Vampire girl round her last corner as I was just going into the club. Well, at least I wasn't wrong about her going here.

Once I was fully into the club my scents over powered me and almost made me gag.

The club was full of Vampires, I couldn't tell one from another, let alone know which one was more powerful than another.

I quickly went into the washroom to better hide my weapons before I gave my coat to the coat check dude.

As I entered the washrooms another kind of scent wafted into my nostrils. My eyes confirmed what I was smelling. About 4 or 5 teens my age were smoking cigarettes and who knows what else.

They also seemed super drunk.

Before any of them saw me I quickly raced into a stall a gently put down my coat. I looked at my stakes. Now where should I put these? I thought.

After thinking for a good ten minutes I decided to just put them in my boots with my daggers.

I sighed as I took my gun out of my coat pocket and put it in my boot. I literally had nowhere to put anything. My suit looked like something a slut might wear. I showed off ¾ of my body. On the bright side though it attracted many, many Vampires. If a Vampire was quick enough to catch me off card he would think I was just a girl going to a party and would take me away without giving me a second thought. My suit was also extremely easy to fight in.

I sighed and opened to stall door. To my surprise all the drunkies had left.

When I was out of the washroom the whole club was packed! I barely got out of the washroom door before the crowd pulled me into the wake, forcing me to dance or look like a total idiot just standing around. I went with dancing. When I finally made it to the coat check I threw the guy my jacket and he gave me my number. I put it in my boot with all my other stuff and shimmied back onto the floor.

As I was looking for a Vampire a young man caught me by the hand and pulled me into his embrace. Perfect, he was a Vampire. I looked up into his eyes and would of fell in love right off the bat if not for my I-hate-Vampires Shifters sense. He had grey eyes and messy blonde hair and was about 2 inches taller than me. He was one hot vampire.

As I continued to stare at him I noticed an expression in his eyes. Lust.

He swayed with me and continually checked me out. I smiled like I loved him, which I didn't and batted my eyes like a venerable human. After ten minutes I began to pull away but his grip on my hand stayed strong and felt like iron.

"I have to go now" I said sweetly

"No" He put it as simply as he could muster.

I thought quickly of a plan, since I couldn't fight him here and I wasn't leaving the club until he said so... I thought of an idea!

"Ok then why don't you walk me home?" Please say yes! I prayed

"Why not, I'll meet you outside" He smiled wickedly and I knew at once what he had in mind.

"Ok" I ran quickly to the coat check and gave the guy my coat number. He passed me my coat and when no-one was looking I pulled my gun and two stakes and put them in their original places.

"Hey baby, I missed you" The guy's creepy voice talked to me as soon as I reached the street.

"Uh... you too?" Man I am really bad at this.

He roughly grabbed my hand and pulled me into a long alley with only one exit.

"This will only hurt a bit" he smiled. He yanked me to the ground, sitting on me as he tried to keep me still. I snarled and changed into a panther. My teeth transformed first, turning twice the normal size. Then the rest of my body changed. Unlike were-wolves, shape shifters come with an adaption that allows us to somehow not shred our clothes for when we change back into a human.

The Vampire was shocker, losing his grip on my now furry black legs I kicked the Vamp of me, sending him flying into the brick wall. He cringed at the pain.

We were both evenly matched. Anyone of us could have one. In ten minutes both of us were covered in blood. He swung a punch at my muzzle; I easily dodged it and was ready to deliver the final pounce when a large body slammed into me.

I was blacking out when I saw who hit me, another Vampire.

Oh boy, I am in deep, deep poo.