The figure approached us, inching closer and closer. From what I saw, the figure turned out to be a man with long hair and black eyes. The man looked ordinary but his voice and aura was completely dangerous. I stood in the clearing, shielding Scyra with my body. "Stay back." I whispered to Scyra.

"Why did you come?" she whispered, more to herself than to me. But then her voice completely changed. "Nothing we can do about it now, just be safe."

I managed to smile, "We'll see."

The man stopped walking to stand right in front of us. He stared at Scyra like she was desert on a dinner table. And that look angered me more than ever.

"Who are you?" Scyra asked, her voice trying to stay calm.

The man gave a lazy grin, his teeth were all sharp and layered… like a sharks. It oddly reminded me of the shark in Finding Nemo. "Timothy." He said, bowing. "At your service."

"What do you want?" she said.

"You, my dear." He said, getting up from his bow.

"Why?" Scyra whispered.

"To kill you, my dear."

My body tensed up, each muscle begging to fight this devil. Timothy looked towards me, "Ah relax, body guard. We can both do this transaction in a much easier way. From monster to monster." My nostrils flared. I am not a monster. I am not a monster. I am not a monster. "Do not try to deceive yourself, Guard. You are a monster. Like me."

"No." Scyra whispered. "No." she said loudly, glaring at Timothy. "Bradyn is nothing like you. You will kill me. Revive me. Then kill me again. You will continue to do this until you feel satisfied from tasting my blood. Then you will go after my friends. And that, I will not let you do."

I was surprised at her bravery. She knew she was going to die, but no. I'm not going to let that happen. I felt admiration stir inside me. I pushed Scyra back a little, "Stay back." I warned as my fangs slid out. I felt my eyes turn from the blue shade to the blood red shade that had scared my mother.

"Seems as though I will have to fight you." Timothy said, but before he had time to finish his sentence, I made my move. I grabbed him from around the waist and hauled him over my shoulder, into the ground once again. I was going to do this again when he grabbed my forearm and threw me over his shoulder. His body started flitting towards Scyra but I didn't give him the chance. I tackled him once again and smashed my fist into his mouth. Once, twice. But before I could do it the third time, Timothy caught my fist in his hand and crushed it easily. He brought his knee up and dug it into my gut. I coughed and that gave him the chance to throw me off of him. I spat at the ground as we circled each other, our eyes locked.

I was going to kill him. Because if I didn't, then Scyra will have to pay for it. And I can't handle that. We ran at each other at the same time, my fists flying. His quickly connected with my jaw, but I was able to grab him by his throat and throw him against the nearest tree trunk. Before he hit the trunk, he twisted off of it and ran at me. I brought my leg up and kicked him square in the chest. Timothy caught my leg and twisted it, a painful snap sounded through the trees. I had to go on. I still ran, although the pain coursed from my leg to my neck. But then Timothy did something I didn't expect he would do. He bit into my side with his shark-like teeth. He backed away and spit out the chunk of flesh he had torn off.

I heard Scyra scream my name in the background but I couldn't hear it. My only focus was killing him. I didn't have any of my weapons on me, or else he would've been dead by now. I hadn't fed for a while either. I had underestimated our opponents, the worst mistake ever. I blocked the seething pain from my side out and ran at this monster again. This time bringing my knee up and combining the maneuver with two quick jabs from my elbow into his throat. I took the back of his head and slammed it forcefully into a rock. All the while I did this, Timothy cackled loudly.

"Decapitate him! That's the only way he can die!" Scyra yelled. Scyra's yell distracted me for Timothy got the chance to escape. He bit into my arm again and threw me off. I ran at Timothy but he was too quick. By the time I had gotten to him, he was sinking his teeth into Scyra's leg. I didn't give him the chance to bit off the piece because I had gotten to him and ripped him off. Then with one clean sweep, I ripped his head cleanly off his shoulders.

My fangs ached as the scent of Scyra's blood filled my nose. The ripped pieces of my body were healing but at a much slower pace due to my hunger. Scyra crawled off to me. I held my breath.

"Drink." She said, holding her wrist out.

I looked at her. Her voice held no hesitation. I just hoped to her God that I wouldn't drain her. I took her arm and buried my fangs into her wrist. Scyra winced but looked away. Her essence filled my body and my healing process began to go faster. Beautiful, her blood. It tasted so fresh and amazing. The best blood I have ever tasted. I continued to drink, till I heard her heart beat slowing down. I had to force myself off her. When I looked down at my injuries, they were completely healed. But, when I looked at Scyra's, the blood on her leg was openly flowing. I bit into my wrist and squeezed the blood onto the open wound on her leg. After interacting with my blood, it began healing quickly. Scyra stood up but her leg gave out. I caught Scyra before she hit the ground and held her gently. She was probably frightened from my powers.

Scyra's POV

"Careful. It may look healed but it's still healing from the inside, as well."

"Thank you," I whispered, "Thank you for protecting me."

"That is my job." he said. "I'm glad that you're safe."

"You're so quick… it's fascinating." Bradyn cradled me in his arms as he began walking back to the house. He stared at me with a puzzled expression.

"You're a strange one." He chuckled.

"How?"

"You witnessed my fangs, you saw my eyes, you saw my powers, and not only that but you saw me kill him. You saw my savagery and beastliness, yet you are not afraid."

"It wasn't frightening… it was beautiful."

"Beautiful is far from what I am, Scyra."

My heart dropped, what had happened for him to be so negative about himself? A jolt of pain went through my leg and I gasped.

"It still healing on the inside, it will be over soon."

"What was that man?"

"An demonica. He was an advanced demon. Something truly evil."

I nodded, "I've heard about those before."

"You know what this means don't you? You're training time is going to be increased, and the difficulty level will go to new levels. You must be prepared if something like this happens if I'm not there, which I doubt will ever happen but just in case."

I groaned lightly and leaned my head on his chest, "We'll start tomorrow."

"Tomorrow will be a day for nothing but exercising, we've got to build your muscle up-"

"Shh." I mumbled, "Let's not talk about anything related to fighting or demons for right now."

His strong and muscular chest felt so steady from beneath my head. His heartbeat sounded lightly through his chest. I felt my own heartbeat synchronize with his. Going at the same pace as his. Or maybe I'm imagining it since his heartbeat was much slower due to his vampirism. But either way, I felt my muscles relax as I listened to the his life force.

"Mmm." I murmured tiredly, "Your heartbeat is relaxing." I said softly.

Bradyn remained quiet, his arms becoming tense around me. Something I was getting used too. His back and forth emotions with me. But, I wasn't complaining any longer. He just risked his own life to save mine, he gave what he had to protect me. If he hadn't come... then I would've met my death. So, what more could I ask for?

"I finished the book report as well." Bradyn said, truly oblivious. I couldn't help but laugh. It began as a soft giggle into full laughter. "What?" he said, looking down at me. I immediately stopped, realizing how close our faces were. My heart jumped in my chest as I stared blankly into his face, which was merely a couple centimeters away. Bradyn stopped walking and stared me in the eyes with his shocking blue eyes, not moving nor blinking. I could feel his cool breath glide lightly over my cheek bone. And then all to soon, he looked back up and continued walking.

After my heartbeat stopped racing, I replied to him. "I was laughing because it's funny how we just escaped death and you're worried about telling me that you finished my homework for me."

I saw a trace of a smile on his lips but that was the last thing I got from him all night. Because when we arrived at home, I was stuck explaining what happened to Rory and Drea while Braydn got to go hunting. Even when he got back, he checked on me in my bedroom then left.

With a sigh, I collapsed back on the bed and closed my eyes. Was I accepting my feelings for him now? We couldn't deny the electrical charge that passed between us when we lock eyes, even then when we were walking. I knew for sure that it wasn't just me who felt that.

"So what happened between you and Mr. Orgasm because I feel a whole lot of sexual frustration between you and the downstairs bedroom." Nay said, walking in. I sat up and raised my eyebrow.

"Besides the fact that we almost died by a demonica, nothing much." I said, shrugging sarcastically.

"Well, he obviously has the hots for you."

"He obviously doesn't." I said, remembering back to our rest of the walk home where he didn't even look at me. I knew he could hear us but for some reason, I didn't care.

"Oh yeah? What makes you so sure?" Nay challenged, raising her eyebrows.

"The fact he ignores me or leaves when I'm being nice." I said, knowing very well that he was listening to me. I could almost hear his chuckle.

"Yeah but when you're not looking, he's staring at you."

"He's my guard, he has too."

"Not when you're sitting right beside him. You talk, his eyes brighten up. You laugh, he smiles. Now how can you explain that?"

"Wel-"

"That's right, you can't." Nay said with a smile, "So feel happy that that sexy man likes you."

"But he doesn't! He despises me!"

"Would someone who despise you follow you to the middle of the forest then fight a demonica to save your life?"

"He had too! If he didn't then the whole vampire race would die since I died!" I breathed out in frustration, "God, that's a lot of dying in one sentence."

"You are so oblivious." Nay said, laying down next to me. But before Nay's head hit the pillow, she stood back up as quickly as she layed down.

"What?" I asked her as a smile began forming on her lips. Nay looked towards the door, and that's when Bradyn walked in. Anger flowing in his eyes.

"May I speak to Scyra in private?" he said, his voice resonating in my head. My heart began thumping. Oh God, he was angry that we were talking about him. Nay was out of the room as soon as he asked. What a great friend...

"What would you like?"

"You are truly an idiot." I thought I heard him say under his breath.

"And why is that?"

Bradyn walked over and sat at the edge of my bed, "Do you honestly believe that I have no feelings for you?" I nodded. "You are so wrong." he said, before turning around and kissing me full on the lips with his soft and perfect ones.