Jane skipped into the regal garden. She turned down towards the fountain and sat on the ledge. She swung her legs backwards and forwards out of habit. Her eyes narrowed. She inhaled. Teenage boys, she thought. Now for some fun.

They were always daring each other to climb the wall, stay on the castle side for two minutes then climb back over. Jane heard one of them agree to jump the fence. He was trying to sound brave, but she could hear the telltale pounding of his heart. Pretending not to notice, Jane looked down at her shoes as one of the boys stood on top of the wall and slid down. He hid behind one of the hedges, walking up behind her slowly, and in his opinion, soundlessly. His heart was about to come out of his chest, by the sound of it.

"Hello." She was shocked that he actually gave away himself so easily. She looked straight into his eyes, not burning him though.

"You're...your eyes...you...what?" He stuttered, backing away.

"I know why you're scared of me." Jane said. She stood up, smiling.

"Stay away from me." His feeble warning was disregarded, "You're...evil." he accused. "Don't be silly." She laughed, "I'm just a little girl."

Jane pounced. His screams were loud, but soon cut off. He struggled uselessly in her iron grip; his eyes wide open in terror. Jane drank, and satisfied, she dropped the corpse and grinned. She wiped her a trickle of blood on little mouth on her hands, then wiped her hands on the boys' jumper. She could hear the other teenagers sprinting away, yelling at the top of their lungs. They would never find out what happened to their friend, and nobody would be willing to help them. After all, Jane was just a little girl.