I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. Where am I? What happened? I started to panic but then I saw Kanin and Jackal, arguing in the corner. Oh yeah, Stick happened. That stupid son of a-
Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing Stick and a few guards. Speaking of the devil. "You two." Stick pointed towards my blood brother and my former sire, "Get out. Jerimiah is waiting for you." Kanin glanced in my direction and I shrugged. It's not like I can do anything.
They stood and followed the vampire guards out of the room, leaving me alone with Stick. He shut the door and I turned on him, "What do you want?"
"I want revenge. You broke my heart, Allie. Now it's time to break yours."
"Listen, can you please just bring me some blood, then you can break my heart and do what the hell you want, cause I am getting very weak, here."
"I could but-"
"Where's the fun if I can't fight back? You're stronger than me, you were turned by a prince. There's no way I can beat that."
He hesitated, but agreed, "Fine," then knocked on the door, "Joe! Our guest is hungry!" There was a moment of silence before I could hear footsteps outside the room, then another knock on the door. Stick still held his gaze on me, "I'll wait outside. Leave you in piece to eat." He opened the door and stepped outside, pushing in a large kid about my age. "Have fun..." Then he slammed the door shut, leaving the room in utter silence.
I stood slowly, edging my way up the wall, until I was at my full height. The smell of him was pulling me closer and closer until I was righf in his face. Then I simply grabbed him by the neck and pinned him against the wall, "I'm sorry," I whispered. Then I sank my teeth deep into his skin, draining the blood from within him.
Life was a funny thing. Precious yet, taken for granted. If you're not careful, it could be taken from you in seconds. That's what I was doing to this boy. Taking his life. Killing him. Stop, Allie! Stop!
I pulled myself away and watched the poor kid fall. He was unconscious but alive. My needs were satisfied so I left him, slumped in the corner of a dirty old room. What now? Do I wait until Stick comes crawling back to snap my heart in two. Do I wait then try and reason with him. Do I...…
Oh, I am a genius. I stalked towards the door and knocked twice, "Stick! I'm finished!" I waited untill I heard him speak to the guard on the other side, then hid to the side of the door. He opened it warily and stepped inside. I could feel the last rib repair itself and I knew I was ready. I shoved the door shut and pounced onto Stick's back, making us fall to the ground.
"What are you doing? Get off me! Guards!" He squirmed underneath me but he couldn't go anywhere.
"I'm sorry, Stick. This is for Rat. For Lucas. For me. And most of all, for Zeke. Rot in hell."
"Allie, I-" Before he could finish, I grabbed either sides of his head and twisted. A reassuring snap filled the room and told me what I already knew. I chucked his body less head at the wall and jumped up.
He was dead. That stupid, backstabbing, Monster calling, Zeke hurting, selfish bastard, worthless, pile of crap. I didn't regret it. Not one bit. That's what happens when you mess with Vampire Girl.
A bang on the door brought me back to reality. "Everything alright in there, sir?"
Oh, shit. I ran back to Stick's body and found a blade like Zeke used to carry. A machete or something. I grabbed the handle and removed it from it's sheath. Backing away from the door, I shouted,
"Quick! He needs help!" The door flew off it's hinges as the guard came bursting in. He took one look at Stick's headless body then at me and came charging. It's now or never, Allie. I guided the blade through the air and felt it connect with the guards neck. Removing it, I then gave a reassuring through and through stab to his stomach, jerking the blade upwards.
"Thanks for letting me stay." I chuckled as I once again removed the blade and watched as the guard fell towards me. I simply stepped aside and let him hit the ground. No time for celebrating now, your not safe yet.
I headed towards the door and looked either way along the corridor. No one there, but which way to Kanin and Jackal. My gut was telling me left but my instincts was telling me right. Right it is.
This is too quiet. The only sound I can hear is my plain, black duster trailing along the floor. There should be loads of guards along here. Or maybe Stick had no guards. Just him and a couple of lone vampires. Pathetic.
"She went down here!"
"Kill her!"
Huh, I was wrong. As the voices got closer, I started running. Doors blurring past me and different hallways but I knew I was going the right way. A different door caught my eye and I stopped running. Glancing around, I quickly turned the handle and disappeared inside.
Ah, this must be Stick's room. Books cluttered the shelves and letter's covered the floor. I bent down to pick up the letter closest to my feet and frowned. The letter was addressed to me.
Allison, if you're reading this I am probably dead. Most likely by your hand.
I'm sorry I failed you. And I'm sorry I led you to killing me, but know this: I love you Allie. Like I would a big sister, but I know you won't feel the same way. I won't forget you and I hope you don't forget me either.
Goodbye. Stick.
I felt a blooded tear roll down my cheek. Ugh, why am I crying? I screwed the letter into a ball and shoved it into my pocket. Why does he always have to make things worse?!
"She went in there!" Oh crap, I forgot about them. I was about to turn around and run when something glistened in the darkness. Yes! You beauty! I grabbed a handle, from the darkness, and pulled. My Katana. The one thing I've missed through the past day or two.
Sword in hand, I headed out the room and saw three vampires heading towards me. Great. Way to ruin the moment. The first one ran towards me and I never moved. I just swiped my katana at him when he got close. One down. The next one had a knife and he threw it straight at me. I hit it away with my sword and the evil smile on his face disappeared. He turned around to run but I sliced the blade along his stomach and through the other's chest. Two vamps with one swing. Nice.
I carried on my journey down the corridor until I found a room with a metal door. I had a feeling that they would be in there so I lifted the hatch and pushed it open. I sighed with relief as I saw a pair of Golden and Black eyes, staring at me.
"Time to leave." I stated simply.
"Where's your friend?" Jackal mocked.
I looked away from them and answered with no emotion at all, "Dead. Now let's go." I spun around and strutted back through the doorway and into the corridor. I turned left and sheathed my Katana, hoping there was no more guards. Kanin was walking in step with me and his black eyes studying my face,
"I'm sorry, Allison. About your friend, that is."
"He had it coming" I replied, still without emotion. I stepped over the bodies of the vampires I had killed not long ago.
"How many have you killed?" Jackal questioned, curiosity with a hint of proudness in his voice.
"Four... Well, five." I added, remembering Stick.
Loud shouting came echoing along the walls of the corridor.
"She's still in the building!"
"Split up! You three down there! We'll head this way!"
I groaned and grabbed my Katana.
"Friends of yours, sis?"
I smirked, "you can say that"
Three different vampires appeared a few metres in front of us, "My my, you have been a bad little girl. Well, I suppose it's time for you to say goodbye to your little friends."
I as snorted and looked straight into his eyes, "Goodbye."
My legs were moving before I could tell them to. I held the handle of my katana, tight, and spun around fast, slicing the first vampires chest in half. I dodged the next blows and attacks that came my way and jumped over the vampire's swinging axe. I landed in front of him, bringing my Katana down full power and cut him in two.
Two down, two left.
The next one ran straight at me and I moved to the side at the last second. I shoved the blade through the back of his head and pulled it back out. I turned around and smiled at the last vampire. He narrowed his eyes and came at me, holding a blade, that was similar to mine, in his right hand. I jumped again and spun around once catching the Vamp's neck and decapitating the poor guy. I landed on two feet, inches away from his head, with my duster falling after. I turned around and stared at Kanin and Jackal.
"No, it's alright you guys stay right there. Don't help at all. Allison will do it." Half joking half serious.
"Didn't look like you needed any help." Kanin stated and I rolled my eyes.
"Well, you have to admit, it was a great show, shame we didn't have any popcorn." Jackal laughed.
"What's popcorn?"
His eyes widened, "My dear lord, you've never had popcorn?!"
"Nope," I looked towards Kanin and changed the conversation. "There's some bloodbags down the-" It took a second for me to realise what I just said. I have been spending to much time around Jackal. I can't believe I just called them bloodbags.
"Allison?" Kanin raised an eyebrow at me and I shook my head.
"There are some humans, if you need to feed, down the corridor on the left. Red, metal door. Can't miss it." He nodded and fled down the corridor, quickly followed by Jackal.
I sheathed my Katana and followed the corridor, trailing my fingers along the cold walls. I stopped outside the room that Jackal and Kanin were inside of. I never actually looked inside, but I could smell all the blood of the humans,whilst I was reading the letter from Stick. I realised that I was leaning against the door to his room. Another look won't hurt, will it? I turned the handle and stepped inside. Bending down, I picked up three letters and tore them open. Letter No. 1:
-Allie, I know it was not your fault for the death of Lucas and Rat. I was angry. Disappointed. Frustrated... Jealous. Jealous of the relationship you had with Zeke. I know you loved him and I know you loved Lucas. I just wanted you to love me too. Not like that, but family love. Why couldn't you love me?
Huh, I guess he never finished this one. I chucked it onto the desk and opened the second.
Allie, I-
...Seriously? Can he not finish a letter? He sucks at writing these. I bet that stupid prince taught him how to write. Suck-up.
I threw it on the desk, next to the first one, and was about to open the third when Kanin walked in.
"Are you ready?" I glanced at the folded paper in my hands. I guess it'll have to wait.
"Yeah." I placed it in the inner pocket of my duster and stalked out the room, finding Jackal, casually leaning against the wall opposite.
"Letters from your lover boy?" A sly smile appeared as he spoke.
"Yeah, Jackal, his ghost wrote them." I said coldly, sarcasm drowning my words.
"You two quite finished?" Kanin interrupted, "It will be morning in four hours and I do not fancy walking in the sun. Do you?" His question was met by silence, "I thought not. Let's get a move on."
"Sure, Old man." Kanin shot daggers, with his eyes, at Jackal, shutting him up on the spot.
"You guys are like kids." I joked. This time the shooting daggers came from both of them and pointing at me, "Yikes," I put my hands up in mock surrender, "Sorry...," I turned around and started down the corridor, "Kids"