I closed my eyes, not wanting to look death in the face. I sat there, waiting for electricity to course through my body, but it didn't come. I opened my eyes to find that I was on the other side of the room, being held by Mr. Crepsley.
" What the hell..?"I asked.
"Stupid girl, you are lucky I had run into Christina as she was searching for Matthew. You most likely would have died if not for my intervention." He growled . I blinked, surprised by the man's presence. I was confused, "How'd you get here so fast and what do you think you can do?" I asked, momentarily forgetting my theory from before.
"I am not like you. " he said, " Now stay here." He commanded, in an instant he was clashing with Luke. Luke looked afraid of Mr. Crepsley for a split second but he masked it with a cocky grin, " I can take you down too!" he said with a laugh.
I watched them fight in amazement. Mr. Crepsley quickly got close enough for hand-to –hand combat and sent a flurry of blows at Luke. Luke barely dodged Mr. Crepsley's fast hands and didn't even make time for taunting! Luke tried to charge his hand but Mr. Crepsley wouldn't let him stay still long enough to do whatever he needed to do.
Luke desperately sent a kick at Mr. Crepsley, who caught it expertly. Luke's mask of confidence was quickly swept from his face, his eyes grew wide as Mr. Crepsley quickly twisted his leg. There was a blood-curdling SNAP and Luke fell to the ground with a shriek of pain.
Luke looked pitiful as he yelled at Mr. Crepsley, " You're a monster! Leave me alone-" he was cut off by Mr. Crepsley when he said, " I may not be human, but I am not a monster. That is what you have became, Hatred has twisted you beyond recognition ." He breathed into Luke's face and Luke fell unconscious.
From where I was standing I could see Luke's steady intakes of breath. Mr. Crepsley began walking towards me. "How the hell did you do that…?" I asked in awe of what I had just witnessed.
" As I said, I am not like you…" he said awkwardly. " You're a vampire, aren't you?" I asked, suddenly remembering my theory. He frowned, "Yes. " My eyes grew wide and he added, " But not like the vampires the public knows. I do not kill those I drink from, and I am not the monster that Hollywood has portrayed my kind as." I tilted my head questioningly.
I was about to ask some kind of a question but I felt a sharp pain go up my leg. I suddenly became aware of the pain in my ankle. I winced and fell back on the wall for support. Mr. Crepsley looked concerned, "I think my ankle was broken in the fight." I said helplessly. He offered his hand and I took it greatfully. He helped me back to camp wordlessly.