Dark Hell

by Animal Luvr 4 Life

The year is 3120, and our nation's capital is its own little country. It is ruled by three vampiric beings known as the Nightwalkers, who rule with an iron fist and the motto "obey or be killed." Rated M for violence, etc.

10. Ayla

Chapter 8- Ayla

Name: Ayla Lantzere

Age: 25

Occupation: Psychiatrist, Lantzere & Associates

"Good girl. Don't you feel any better, Ariel?" Ayla asked her young patient. "Yes, Dr. Ayla," the little girl replied, a smile on her chubby face. Ayla laughed, a smile on her face as well. "That's good. I see that it's time for you to get going. So, the next time I see you, I want all smiles, okay?" she asked. "Yes, ma'am," Ariel replied as she walked out the door to meet her mother, who was waiting in the office's reception area.

Ayla Lantzere was the levelheaded one of the group. In other words, she was the one people went to if they had problems, or just needed someone to talk to. Which is why she chose to be a psychiatrist—very much so because she was a great listener and a great person to offer advice to those in need.

Like Anastasia, Eve was highly intelligent, but very quiet as well. She had a very bad temper when she was provoked, but unlike Ana, who chose to use her fists to solve her problems, she chose to use her voice to solve problems.

Even though she lived in D.C. she worked at her own practice in nearby Arlington. She also offered advice to Ana and Eve if needed, and didn't mind helping them with their own issues, free of charge, of course. She was also very creative and idealistic, which went to describe how she could produce ideas in seconds.

Eve lived in a charming one story home on Pennsylvania Avenue, which was unfortunately the location of Blackhorse Manor. Even though she had heard stories of strange occurrences in that house, including the disappearance of four teenagers in 3100, she still decided to live in that area.

Ayla was finishing up some paperwork in her office when Jasmine, her receptionist, poked her head into the office. "Ayla," she said. "I have to leave now to go pick Leanna up from school. Do you need anything?" Ayla shook her head. "No, I don't think so, plus when you leave, I was going to close up for the night. Don't worry, and I will see you on Monday." Jasmine closed the door behind her, and Ayla went back to finishing her paperwork.

Meanwhile, a dark figure watched Ayla as she occupied herself with her work. The dark figure continued to watch her, a smile on its face. She is perfect, it thought to itself. I want her—she will be mine, no matter what. Then it disappeared in a cloud of black smoke.