This one took a while but you all have noel girl to thank because this is sortive a Christmas present directed at her. I apologize in advance about the point of view changes. I have read this chapter many times and I feel it is necessary sometimes to change point of view to describe a situation more thoroughly. To be honest it's probably just a flaw in my writing technique.


Chapter 7

Ethan opened his eyes and instantly felt severe pain in his head. He looked around and from the looks of it was in a hospital bed. A curtain was in place surrounding him on all sides. The room was dark with a musk like smell, something didn't seem right to Ethan. The ceiling was way to industrial and vast to be a hospital. What was going on, and how did he get here?

"Hello is anyone there?"

Ethan heard the sounds of movement from outside the curtain. Seconds later a figure dressed in black wearing a hood stepped through the curtains. "Good to see you're awake finally." The voice was foreign to Ethan, it was definitively female and soft as if speaking to a child.

"What's going on, how did I get here? Where is here?"

The hooded figure looked down at Ethan's feet and that's when he realized that he was shackled to the bed. Ethan jerked as hard as he could to try to get free but his restraints were too secure. "That won't do you any good. And it's nice to finally see you again." The figure turned around and Ethan recognized the blonde instantly. She was one of the nurse vampires. "Vivian pleased to meet you." The blonde stuck out her hand but Ethan just stared at her.

"So I guess you came for my blood."

"Hmm you're sharper than I thought, though it isn't a hard conclusion to draw from your current predicament. You weren't exactly taking care of that precious blood, so I decided that I would make good use of you before you got yourself killed."

Ethan shifted noticeably agitated. "You don't know anything about me. And what I'm supposed to believe that this is all in my best interest."

The nurse remained perfectly calm. "That's mostly true. I never said anything about your interests. I did notice something rather intriguing while you were out cold though. You've been keeping very bad company lately." Ethan looked puzzled for a minute then realization hit him. His fingers instinctively jerked to his neck to feel at the two bite marks now completely uncovered. "I've been trying to figure out all night whether the blonde or the brunette is getting to taste you."

Ethan closed his eyes and laid his head back against the bed. He hadn't even thought of Sarah since he woke up, was she alright? What would happen when she found out that he was missing? Would she even notice that he was gone? And Erica…he didn't even want to think about her right now.

The nurse giggled again "Don't look so sad your silly little girlfriends don't matter anymore. You're never going to see your home again and the sooner you accept that the easier this will be. To be honest we aren't even in the same state anymore so you should just give up. I keep debating whether or not I should put you into a trance, but I think the blood will taste much sweeter with you frightened." Vivian sniffed at Ethan's neck growling predatorily.

"You're wrong, I won't be afraid of you. Sorry to spoil it for you but I no longer fear your kind." Vivian smiled almost playfully.

Vivian looked Ethan in the eyes. Her body looked as if it were about to pounce. A low guttural growl slowly increasing in volume arose for her throat. Vivian's voice forcefully tore into Ethan's mind causing everything else to fade. "YOU WILL."

Two Months Pass

It has been nine weeks since Ethan dropped off the face of the planet. Erica has searched what seems to be nearly everywhere. A week ago she heard from a fledgling vampire about a bartender that had been bragging on having info pertaining to a private high-end blood bank opening up. Earlier tonight when she had questioned the vampire bartender about its location he was reluctant to even respond to her. This made a very inpatient Erica very angry. And after three hours of torture, the vampire broke almost literally. The bartender told her of a large amount of magic blood appearing on the market in the last three weeks.

Finally she had a clue as where Ethan might have gone. This had to be Ethan. True psychics were very rare, only a handful remained in the country.

Erica hadn't slept or eaten anything in over three weeks and it was starting to show on her posterior. As she walked away from the burning corpse of the tortured vampire Erica couldn't help but feel as if a huge pressure was being lifted off her. Now she would pose as a vampire desperately looking for psychic's blood. Truthfully no one would question the story by the way she looked now. She couldn't help but wonder what was gonna happen to Ethan if she didn't find him soon enough? What would happen to her if she didn't find him soon enough? Erica had heard stories of vampires who had refused to eat, and it never turned out well. The young vampires with less than one year's worth of power withered up after the first week and eventually turned to dust. It was unusual to say the least. Erica couldn't explain why she wasn't eating but after the third week that Ethan hadn't replied to any of her texts, worry began to set in. After that food just seemed a non point. Erica looked at herself in the rear view mirror as she got into the car. Her once beautiful face looked more feral than human anymore. Her fangs refused to retract all the way, and her hair had turned into a dark brown color, but without a doubt her eyes were the worst of it. Erica stared into her once emerald green eyes; all that remained now was a supernatural yellow hue. No traces of her once youthful self remained. Self loathing shone through her distant gaze. A single tear ran down her cheek. She knew this was her fault, and nothing was ever gonna make it better.

She pulled out of the parking lot of the bar and headed for the interstate. This is gonna be a long process but it's the only thing that makes since at the moment. Erica thought.


Ok guys sorry again for it being so short but I've hit that wall, and its all I can do to spit this much out. Merry Christmas all.