Still don't own anything.
Chapter 4
Blood
Isabella walked slowly through the cold streets of New York City. It was after midnight, yet the city still bustled with activity.
Humans are odd. She thought to herself. Even when I thought I was human, I still didn't understand them.
Isabella had been in New York for almost a week and had already come across two vampires. They had been by themselves and both drank from humans, she knew from their smell and their eyes.
She had dealt with the two vampires quickly enough. They hadn't even seen it coming. With just a snap of her powerful jaws she had severed their bodies almost in half.
There was no time for them to even put up a fight, but they sure had made a racket with their awful screaming. But Isabella silenced their cries when she had devoured them.
Isabella was now stalking a third vampire. A female this time, and she was hungry. Isabella could smell that she hadn't taken human blood in quite sometime.
She jumped to the top of a large apartment building as quiet as a ghost and spotted the female vampire only a few rooftops away. The vampire had shoulder length black hair and was wearing a white sundress; obviously out of place in this cold city. She was watching the alleyway below her intently.
Isabella could smell the human male who had the vampire's interest. He had just stumbled unsuspectingly into the dark alleyway. He stank of alcohol and was mumbling to himself.
"This is all too easy." Isabella whispered to herself, as she watched the vampire disappear from the roof. With her inhuman speed she took a running leap and landed softly in the alleyway.
The vampire had just taken the stuttering drunk into her arms. Her mouth was partially open, and she was positioning herself to rip his throat apart, when the man gasped at Isabella.
The vampire spun releasing the man, who stumbled backwards into a puddle of filthy water.
The vampire's eyes were wide with surprise. Isabella smiled her pointy teeth at her and the vampire grew wary.
Neither Isabella nor the vampire said a thing. They starred at one another; daring the other to make the first move.
The drunken man must have some how cut himself in his fall because the smell of human blood was now in the air. It was driving the vampire crazy. She was nervous and twitching. She kept herself facing Isabella, but sent side glances to the now unconscious man.
"You must be so thirsty." Isabella stressed her words in a mocking tone. "Doesn't his blood smell divine?"
The vampire scowled and Isabella. "The man's blood is mine, I saw him first. You can't have it!" She hissed.
"I don't want his blood!" Isabella laughed out loud.
"Then what the hell do you want?!" The vampire whined, her thirst growing stronger.
A sinister smile crept across Isabella's face.
She begun to glow like the moon as an enormous power erupted from her. Her hair became a flowing river of white. In a flurry of feathers, two wings, just as white, sprouted from her back.
The vampire cried out in surprise at Isabella's sudden change in appearance.
The vampire turned to flee, thirst forgotten, but Isabella easily caught her in a chokehold; her dagger like nails gouging into the vampires flesh like a hot knife through butter.
The vampire tried to kick and claw at Isabella. She chuckled at the vampires futile attempts to get free and raised her almost a foot from the ground.
Terror and hate full in vampire's eyes.
"I want your blood!"
EHEHEHEEEEE! So we see what you truly look like, Krsnik Isabella! How exciting!
AN – I bet you are wondering, "What in the world is going on!?!? Why is Isabella suddenly a glowing white Demon of Death!?!?" Well, that's okay that you don't understand. It will all be explained. Eventually.