I woke up to the sound of loud pounding beside my ear. It was soft at first, but grew louder and louder. I groaned, pushing off of the floor. Rubbing my throbbing forehead, I blinked until my vision was clear. There was a rustling sound, and a few small movements from something other than me. The rest of the room was quiet, except for the shuffle of paper and clothes. The sounds around me were louder from the horrid hangover. I hadn't even drank that much the night before, but I felt as if I had four bottles.

There was a soft chuckle that came from in front of me. My head hung to the floor, and when I heard the noise, I was almost afraid to lift my head. The tapping sound came from small feet that kicked against the side of my desk. When my eyes adjusted, I slowly followed the feet towards the face that it belonged to. The woman smirked, continuing to chuckle darkly.

"Hey Darling. Long time no see."

Through my blurry vision, I couldn't make out the woman's face. I could see her light blonde hair, and the small curves of her body. She continued to tap her feet against the desk, which only made my headache worse. Groaning, I waited for my vision to lighten enough to see her face. It was strange enough to have a woman here, especially since I had locked the door. It didn't hit me until my vision was clear. The woman smirked, folding her arms across her large chest.

"You don't remember me?" She teased, "I guess that's a good thing." She licked her lips, flashing the two long, sharp teeth. It all came back at once. That night, her face as she escaped out the window, and then the night before. She saw the sneer on my face, giggling like a child. "Well, it looks like you remember me now!" She said. I leapt towards her, but she jumped out of my grasp.

Appearing behind me, she giggled again. Smirking devilishly, she ran a hand through her hair. "It's so cute to see you angry. I've missed that angry face." Walking closer, she turned her smirk into an innocent smile. Staring at her, I tried to watch her movements. They were slow now, but when I made movements towards her, they quickened. She was faster than I had even imagined.

Giggling again, she reach a hand and touched my cheek. She felt cold, and I was too shocked to move. She licked her lips again, smirking wider. "You're finally stunned by my beauty. Such a gorgeous, shocked face," She purred. Chuckling, I shoved her off of me, grabbing the pistol from my desk drawer. The woman laughed, seeing the pistol in my hands.

She grinned, finding humor in my actions. Faking a gasp, she leaned against the wall with a huff. "Not a gun! Oh, honey, I've only come to say hello! You're going to kill me?" She said, dramatically. I stared at her, eyebrows furrowing. She laughed again, winking in a flirtatious manner. "I'm here for one second and you already wanna kill me? What a horrible turn of events," She said.

Pushing off the wall, she made her way towards me again. The weapons that Cash spoke about last night hadn't arrived yet. The pistol I had wouldn't kill her. Well, according to what they had said... it wouldn't kill her. The way she acted was strange, though. Even if it were a gun that could kill her, she wouldn't be acting like that. Unless, she knew that it wasn't.

But how could she know?

"What's wrong, sweetheart? You're thinking way too hard. Should I help?" She teased. I snarled, shoving the gun into her chest. "Stay back." The woman giggled, shaking her head. But she obeyed, stepping away until her back was against the wall. For a vampire, she didn't seem to be too powerful. Cash and the others were worried about her being a strong vampire, but she was backing down too easy.

Not to mention she's insanely beautiful.

Ignoring the voice, I shoved the gun against her collarbone. The woman continued to laugh, looking up at me with a smirk. "You're hot even when you're angry with me," She purred. Her voice was soft, and the more she stared at me, the lighter the gun felt in my hands. I don't like the way she's looking at you. I'd watch out. What was the worst she could do? I had her against the wall, and she wasn't making a single move to get away.

The voice continued to mock me, trying to get me to move quicker. But there was nothing this gun could do. I wasn't going to make her angry if I couldn't finish her off. She licked her lips again, her small hands pushing against my chest. "Come on, Booker, honey. You don't want to kill me. I saved you from that horrible relationship. You just don't see what would've happened if I hadn't done something about it," He said, softly. I felt my body began to rage from her words, but I couldn't react to it.

She leaned up, smirking wider. Her fingers laced into my collar, pulling me closer. I told you! She's tempting you, and now you can't get away! I managed to pull myself from her trance, shoving her against the wall. The woman chuckled, darkly. Looking back up at me, she bit her bottom lip. Winking again, she pushed her back against the wall and stayed there.

"You're resisting my charm. That just makes me want you more."

"Shut up."

She chuckled, narrowing her eyes, but continued to smirk. Even though her words were soft and seductive, they weren't working on me very well. I resisted her the first time, but if she continued, I'd be caught under. I needed to keep control of the situation, or else she'll have me for sure. Now you listen to me, Booker!? The voice agitated me further.

The woman shook her head. "I'm not sure I like the way you're talking to me," She hummed. I slammed my hand around her throat, sneering down at her. "Stop talking!" I snapped. The woman chuckled again, but I only closed my fingers tighter around her neck. She was smaller than me, and her skin was pale white. She flashed her sharp fangs, licking them slowly. The more I choked her, the more she laughed as if it were funny to her.

"You killed her. You bitch!"

"I did it for your own good, sweetheart."

Raising an eyebrow, I slammed her against the wall again. This made her yelp with another laugh. I ground my teeth, resisting the urge to pull out my gun again. If she pushed me any further, I might have no ability to hold back. Her laughter rang through my eardrums. "I'm sure you fucking did," I grumbled. She nodded, chuckling again.

"You may not see it now, but it's for the best. It's not like it would've mattered. She was meant to die eventually anyway."

"That's it."

I grabbed the gun again, but as soon as I could lift it to her, she was gone. I looked around the room, not seeing any sign of her. Nice going. Now she's gone. Rolling my eyes, I stepped towards the phone. Before I could grab it, there was another chuckle from beside me.

"I don't mind chasing you, honey. I'm fast enough."

The woman's hands were on me again, and she appeared in front of me. Her blue eyes were gazing into mine, sending shivers down my spine. The beauty in her perfect, porcelain face stunned me. My mind screamed at me to jump on her and end her, but my body wouldn't move a muscle. She giggled, tilting my chin with her index finger. The smirk on her face etched her pale white skin, flashing her fangs once again. She was perfect. Like a doll. Not a single flaw or wrinkle in her face.

"Admiring my beauty?" She asked, smirking slightly. I nodded slowly. I was no longer in control of my actions. She saw this, taking the opportunity to take the phone that was clenched in my hand. Setting it down, she moved away from me slightly. Looking me up and down, she smirked seductively. "Still delicious as always. You've aged, but hadn't lost your looks," She purred.

Her tongue danced across her lips, moving swiftly. Each movement she made was graceful and beautiful. She floated around the room, her feet seamlessly flying across the ground. With every move, she looked more and more beautiful. It was a surprising twist that I didn't see coming. But from what Cash said, vampires were known to be incredibly charming and perfect.

What are you doing? She's going to kill you!

It's not like I didn't want to move. The more I tried to resist, the harder it was for me to move. The spell she had me under was unbreakable. The more the voice nagged more, the more agitated I became. The woman chuckled, taking the gun that was still in my hands. She twirled it, examining it with her cold eyes. She smiled, leaning against the wall.

"You men and your toys."

She giggled, tossing the gun onto the floor. I raised an eyebrow. "What? I don't care if it goes off. I should be angry with you by how mean you're being to me," She pouted. Walking closer, she smirked and clicked her tongue. Either she's going to kill you or she's being sexy. If she was going to kill me, she'd better do it quick. Not being able to defend myself was the worst part of this. Going out without a fight was ridiculous.

She chuckled, leaning closer and biting her lip. "It's hard to be mad at you. You're just too… sexy." Her voice was low, seductive. The way she moved so freely would make any man confused. But I wasn't a typical man. Move damn it! You're wasting time! I ground my teeth together, fighting the urge to grab the gun back. The woman began to chuckle again and again. The more she laughed drove my anger closer and closer to the edge.

Just move a damn muscle! It can't be that fucking hard!

But it was. In fact, it's never been that hard to do anything like that. This was definitely something that they didn't explain to me. But maybe she's special. There was no way getting out of this no matter what I tried to think of. Everything was close to impossible. I'm sure you can think of something, huh? I sighed, rolling my eyes. Damn voice thinks that I'm not trying already.

The woman grinned, seeing my expression. "Someone's having a fight with themselves. Care to tell me?" She pried. The only parts I could move were my eyes and my head, partially. I stared at her with an angered expression. She saw this, laughing harder. "Someone is angry with me. If you want to move… just say so." She leaned even closer, lowering her voice in a hushed, sexy tone.

It was no doubt that she was attractive. But there was no way in hell I'd find her appealing. When I looked at her, all I saw was a monster. Shoving her back, I picked up the gun and fired. I fired so many times that by the time the bullets were gone, there was so much smoke in the room. Whenever the smoke faded, she was gone. No body or anything.

Where the hell did she go! They should've killed her!

I shook my head, setting down the gun. She was nowhere to be found. Reaching for the phone, I dialed the number again. Cash was the one who answered. "Calling so fast?" He teased. I rolled my eyes. "She's here. I fucking lost her, but she was here." There was a long pause before he spoke again. Cash had already gotten Travis in the conversation as well.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, when I woke up this morning she was in my damn office, that's what."

"Where is she now?"

I breathed a sigh, rubbing my temples. Having to tell him how stupid I was felt ridiculous. Admitting that I fell to whatever trap that was wasn't easy. Admitting anything was never easy. Well, at least you proved your point. And what point is that? She had gotten away, and there was no revenge taken. Not to mention the fact that my hangover hadn't gone away. "I need another fuckin' drink," I grumbled.

Cash and Travis spoke over the phone, asking as many questions as they could. "What did she look like?" Cash asked, rustling papers. I could explain her now. Every detail. The one thing that I noticed the most was her piercing eyes. Her eyes were so blue they were almost white. They must be the source of her powers. Her gaze had to have something special. Either that, or I was just a damn idiot.

"Mid-twenties, I'd say. Really thin, oddly beautiful. Those damn eyes were strange."

"You said they were a clear blue?"

"Guess so."

Cash mumbled something, scribbling things down. Travis spoke in the background about something. Cash waved him off, muttering words under his breath. The two had a small conversation while I waited. My eyes dashed around the small room, making sure she didn't come back. It had been several minutes since she'd disappeared. I was half expecting her to appear before me like she had done twice now.

"Vampires are known to have a radiance to their eyes. When they're hungry, though, they're a darker, rich color," Travis said into the phone. "Guess it's good they weren't." Cash laughed, quietly agreeing. As he continued to write, Travis took the phone and mumbled things back to me that he wrote.

"Just so we're clear… Did she say anything important?" He asked, gruffly. I raised an eyebrow, chuckling. "If you call trying to seduce me important, then maybe." Travis sighed, whispering to Cash. The two spoke to each other again. I rolled my eyes, waiting for the conversation to end. All I needed to do now was wait for her to be back. The fact that I didn't do anything to her today bothered me. I waited for years for her to come back, and now that she was, I didn't do a damn thing.

You tried. That counts for something.

Shaking my head, I shoved a cigarette between my lips and lit it. Some people eat when they're depressed, and other's cry and get emotionally. I just drink and smoke. Two things that are the worst for you. Like I even get a damn if I die. Now, I didn't care if I did or not. I couldn't even kill that creature. When the moment came to me, I froze and didn't do shit.

Cash finally took the phone back, sputtering nonsense. "This is ridiculous. We weren't supposed to even see her until a few more days! What is the boss going to say?" He mumbled. I sighed, tapping my foot. "Calm the fuck down." Cash sighed deeply. "Sorry. Nonetheless, we're glad you called with this information. We'll send those items faster. I'll come by later tonight to tell you more once I hear from the boss." I rasied an eyebrow.

"Did I say I'd allow that?"

"Please, Mr. DeWitt, we don't have time."

I chuckled softly. Rolling my eyes, I eased my voice down. "I'm pulling your leg. I don't care if you come by," I said. Cash chuckled, sighing again. "I'm sorry for having to go through that. I know she probably brought back some… pain." I shook my head, looking down. The more I thought about it, the less her appearance really bothered me. I had already had memories before she even showed up. Her being here didn't release any unwanted emotions. It made me more motivated to do something.

"Just help me get rid of her. Save the pity for someone else."

"Whatever you say, Mr. DeWitt."

I sighed, rolling my eyes. Cash was a nice kid. The more we talked, he started to grow on me. He wasn't like everyone else that I had met. "Just call me Booker," I said. Cash chuckled, shuffling more papers. "Alright, Booker. Thanks for calling us with this information." I nodded, hanging up the phone.

Letting out a sigh, I sat down on my chair. Leaning on other people for help didn't always sit well with me. One thing could go wrong, and I'd be in it alone. Not that you're already in it alone. I nodded in agreement. Even though I hated the voice that kept talking, it always said the right thing at the right times. Whatever it was, or whatever caused it, it was helpful for the time being. It saw things that I never could catch.

Let's just say, I'm good at it. Besides, you'd miss me if I ever left.

I laughed, rubbing my temples. Missing something would mean caring about it. I'd be lying if I said I cared about anything. The voice was just a part of me I wish never existed. The only thing I cared about now was finding that woman and killing her. Even though she was beautiful, it didn't stop me from finishing the job I needed to do. It's never stopped me before. There are plenty of beautiful woman in this world.

I bet you've got a huge ego right now. Two woman in two days. Now, that's a new record.

Rolling my eyes, I leaned my elbows against the desk, resting my head in my hands. If anything, these woman were killing me. All I asked for was time to be alone until I died. Instead, I got flirted with and destroyed all in the same instant. Every many has a few looker now and then, but this was madness. Rayna was a good friend of mine, and such ridiculous feelings ruined that.

But that other woman… I didn't care for her one bit. She could seduce me all she wanted, but I'd never fall under her spell. All I wanted from her was to watch her die. That's the most I've wanted from someone in decades. Before, I had hopes for a future, and now I just wanted one simple thing. Death. Seeing the death of her would satisfy me. It might just be enough to send me on my own path to death myself.

Oh, don't say that, Booker. You don't want to die.

Even if I did, I'd probably never die. I'll probably live longer than I'd imagine. A part of me just wanted to go now. Even if I didn't see that creature die, someone would eventually do it. What was stopping me from going now?

Maybe… you're not as ready as you think?

Shrugging my shoulders, I sighed deeply. That day, all I could think about was her. Everything about her. Her smile, her laugh, and the way she talked gently to me. Everything she did was beautiful. I'd never see any woman the way I saw her. Understanding that, I knew why I never did fall for any other beautiful girl's temptations. My heart was already lost to her a long time ago.

Saying that would mean that I did have a heart after all.