Part 7
Chase was more irritated than anything at the idea of a killer that stalked both the Daybreakers and the Night World, and being paired up with that over egotistical vampire hunter Shauna Somethingorother was just annoying.
He sighed with irritation, heading home after feeding. The thrill of hunting and blood had put him in a little bit of a better mood. Personally, he didn't see what all the fuss was about. As long as the girl didn't get him that was all that mattered.
He hadn't gone more than about a hundred yards when he realised he was being followed. He looked around, but the road he was walking down was deserted. That's the cliché, isn't it? He thought with a dry smile.
It wasn't the fact that he could hear someone coming, see anyone lurking. It was more of a *feeling*. He stared into the darkness. Annoyed that even with his vampiric vision he couldn't see anyone.
He sighed, irritated, and walked on. When he reached a crossroad, a girl detached herself from the shadows. She wasn't anyone he knew. She was small, not very impressive. The only striking thing about her were unusual red eyes that glowed devil-like in the night.
She glanced over at him, and smiled faintly as they waited for the light to turn green as traffic shot across the intersection. He managed a weak smile back.
He wasn't sure why this girl suddenly disturbed him so much. There was an aura about her. Something dark and unnatural.
He wondered vaguely if she were a Night Person. He didn't ask. When the light changed she kept pace with him as he headed over the road and turned down a darker street.
Was she following him or something? He stopped and turned to glare at her, ready to kill her if necessary.
She smiled at him, reached into her sleeve, and before he knew what was happening. She was lunging at him with a stake. Alarmed and with a sudden rush of panic, empowered by vampire speed he turned and ran.
But the girl was shooting after him. She could run as fast as he could, so that ruled out the human thing. He didn't understand it. Who the hell was this bitch?
He scrambled down back alleys, short cuts, anywhere he could think to get away with her. Something he didn't see tripped him and he went flying.
He smacked his head on something and fell flat on his back. With a leap like a cat, the red-eyed girl was on top of him, eyes glowing, stake held high.
She studied him for several seconds, seeming unhappy and shocked. "Lucas?" she whispered.
Without thinking about it Chase suddenly bucked like a wilder-beast catching her off guard and throwing her off. With swift movements he shot up and over the fence and into the safety of his apartment building.
He didn't feel completely safe until he was inside his own apartment, the door locked. Why had she called him Lucas? Who the hell was Lucas? Who the hell was *she*, for that matter?
But burned in his mind, was the image of her red devil eyes.
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Part 8
Damn! Damn! DAMN! Shit! The red-eyed girl stormed around her apartment in fury, smashing and breaking anything she could get her angry hands on. Her rage filled her need to destroy and maim and hurt.
How could she have let herself slip like that? How could she? Someone had gotten away. It infuriated her. She had thought she could do anything she wanted, but that asshole of a vampire had gotten away. Ugh.
She stood in the centre of a living room that looked as if a tornado had hit it. Now what? Rage still bubbled inside her, and the peaceful night wasn't helping at all.
She grabbed her stake and coat and headed out again, deciding she would just slaughter whoever crossed her path. She had been so stupid!
He couldn't have been Lucas. Never. Lucas was dead. Very dead...
She could feel tears starting to spill from her eyes at the memory of him. No. No. She wouldn't think about him now. But it was hard not to. It was him she was doing this for...
A couple walking down the street opposite her caught her eye. It was late, and they thought they were alone. She allowed herself a smirk. One was Daybreak, one was Night World, a little forbidden relationship that no one was supposed to know about.
Slipping through the shadows and the darkness, she sneaked up behind them. They didn't even hear her they were so wrapped up in each other. Without warning she suddenly plunged the steak into the heart of the male vampire. She laughed as the human girl screamed as the vamp's form began to fall in on itself, skin shrinking over the bones.
The girl turned to look at her, and her fear was very amusing. She didn't get very far before the red-eyed girl polished her off too, charged with the thrill of death plus the strength of her previous anger.
She smiled, feeling the rage seep out of her now. And as it did, clouds covered the moon and as she walked home, the rain began to fall.
* * *
Shauna scowled furiously at Chase, who sat across from her, tapping his fingers on the desk, looking rather irritated. She would have rather died than been stuck with him. But due to another murder last night, a couple of both Daybreak and Night World, it became clear that their killer didn't care which side he - or she - got providing they were able to kill someone.
So a truce had been called. They would work together until they caught this psycho and took care of them.
They sat in an empty classroom at lunch, not really wanting to mix in amongst the regular students, just in case that someone got the wrong impression. That had been her idea, and Chase had been willing to agree.
He looked distracted and preoccupied.
"What aren't you saying?" she demanded finally. "You're hiding something."
He sighed, and looked at her, ever changing Redfern eyes a confused murky blue. "She attacked me last night," he said finally.
Shauna couldn't help feeling a little amused, but also a little concerned at the same time. "She attacked you? It's a she?" That part was very amusing. A big bad Redfern boy had been attacked by a girl.
He glared at her, as if reading her thoughts. "Before you ask, I can't really remember what she looked like, I don't know if that was some sort of clouding spell she did deliberately so she couldn't be remembered. But..." He trailed off and frowned.
Shauna looked at him, her amusement fading. A witch, maybe? "But...?" she asked.
"She called me Lucas," he said finally.
Shauna was confused. "Who's Lucas?" she asked.
He shrugged. "How the hell should I know? She knocked me down, looked at me, called me that, but I threw her off and bolted the hell out of there."
Shauna frowned. At least they had something to go on now. "You don't remember anything about her?" she asked.
"Eyes," he said simply.
Shauna glared at him, confused. Could he be more vague? "What?"
"She had red eyes," he answered. "That's all that really stood out about her."
So they had a psychotic female killer, who despised both Daybreak and Night World, with red eyes, who thought Chase was someone called Lucas. That didn't make any sense.
"So now what?" Chase asked her moodily.
Shauna shrugged. "I guess we find out what we can about anyone named Lucas." She headed off to find Thia and get a research party set up. But the question bugged the hell out of her. Who was Lucas? What was his significance?
* * *
Chase was more irritated than anything at the idea of a killer that stalked both the Daybreakers and the Night World, and being paired up with that over egotistical vampire hunter Shauna Somethingorother was just annoying.
He sighed with irritation, heading home after feeding. The thrill of hunting and blood had put him in a little bit of a better mood. Personally, he didn't see what all the fuss was about. As long as the girl didn't get him that was all that mattered.
He hadn't gone more than about a hundred yards when he realised he was being followed. He looked around, but the road he was walking down was deserted. That's the cliché, isn't it? He thought with a dry smile.
It wasn't the fact that he could hear someone coming, see anyone lurking. It was more of a *feeling*. He stared into the darkness. Annoyed that even with his vampiric vision he couldn't see anyone.
He sighed, irritated, and walked on. When he reached a crossroad, a girl detached herself from the shadows. She wasn't anyone he knew. She was small, not very impressive. The only striking thing about her were unusual red eyes that glowed devil-like in the night.
She glanced over at him, and smiled faintly as they waited for the light to turn green as traffic shot across the intersection. He managed a weak smile back.
He wasn't sure why this girl suddenly disturbed him so much. There was an aura about her. Something dark and unnatural.
He wondered vaguely if she were a Night Person. He didn't ask. When the light changed she kept pace with him as he headed over the road and turned down a darker street.
Was she following him or something? He stopped and turned to glare at her, ready to kill her if necessary.
She smiled at him, reached into her sleeve, and before he knew what was happening. She was lunging at him with a stake. Alarmed and with a sudden rush of panic, empowered by vampire speed he turned and ran.
But the girl was shooting after him. She could run as fast as he could, so that ruled out the human thing. He didn't understand it. Who the hell was this bitch?
He scrambled down back alleys, short cuts, anywhere he could think to get away with her. Something he didn't see tripped him and he went flying.
He smacked his head on something and fell flat on his back. With a leap like a cat, the red-eyed girl was on top of him, eyes glowing, stake held high.
She studied him for several seconds, seeming unhappy and shocked. "Lucas?" she whispered.
Without thinking about it Chase suddenly bucked like a wilder-beast catching her off guard and throwing her off. With swift movements he shot up and over the fence and into the safety of his apartment building.
He didn't feel completely safe until he was inside his own apartment, the door locked. Why had she called him Lucas? Who the hell was Lucas? Who the hell was *she*, for that matter?
But burned in his mind, was the image of her red devil eyes.
* * *
Part 8
Damn! Damn! DAMN! Shit! The red-eyed girl stormed around her apartment in fury, smashing and breaking anything she could get her angry hands on. Her rage filled her need to destroy and maim and hurt.
How could she have let herself slip like that? How could she? Someone had gotten away. It infuriated her. She had thought she could do anything she wanted, but that asshole of a vampire had gotten away. Ugh.
She stood in the centre of a living room that looked as if a tornado had hit it. Now what? Rage still bubbled inside her, and the peaceful night wasn't helping at all.
She grabbed her stake and coat and headed out again, deciding she would just slaughter whoever crossed her path. She had been so stupid!
He couldn't have been Lucas. Never. Lucas was dead. Very dead...
She could feel tears starting to spill from her eyes at the memory of him. No. No. She wouldn't think about him now. But it was hard not to. It was him she was doing this for...
A couple walking down the street opposite her caught her eye. It was late, and they thought they were alone. She allowed herself a smirk. One was Daybreak, one was Night World, a little forbidden relationship that no one was supposed to know about.
Slipping through the shadows and the darkness, she sneaked up behind them. They didn't even hear her they were so wrapped up in each other. Without warning she suddenly plunged the steak into the heart of the male vampire. She laughed as the human girl screamed as the vamp's form began to fall in on itself, skin shrinking over the bones.
The girl turned to look at her, and her fear was very amusing. She didn't get very far before the red-eyed girl polished her off too, charged with the thrill of death plus the strength of her previous anger.
She smiled, feeling the rage seep out of her now. And as it did, clouds covered the moon and as she walked home, the rain began to fall.
* * *
Shauna scowled furiously at Chase, who sat across from her, tapping his fingers on the desk, looking rather irritated. She would have rather died than been stuck with him. But due to another murder last night, a couple of both Daybreak and Night World, it became clear that their killer didn't care which side he - or she - got providing they were able to kill someone.
So a truce had been called. They would work together until they caught this psycho and took care of them.
They sat in an empty classroom at lunch, not really wanting to mix in amongst the regular students, just in case that someone got the wrong impression. That had been her idea, and Chase had been willing to agree.
He looked distracted and preoccupied.
"What aren't you saying?" she demanded finally. "You're hiding something."
He sighed, and looked at her, ever changing Redfern eyes a confused murky blue. "She attacked me last night," he said finally.
Shauna couldn't help feeling a little amused, but also a little concerned at the same time. "She attacked you? It's a she?" That part was very amusing. A big bad Redfern boy had been attacked by a girl.
He glared at her, as if reading her thoughts. "Before you ask, I can't really remember what she looked like, I don't know if that was some sort of clouding spell she did deliberately so she couldn't be remembered. But..." He trailed off and frowned.
Shauna looked at him, her amusement fading. A witch, maybe? "But...?" she asked.
"She called me Lucas," he said finally.
Shauna was confused. "Who's Lucas?" she asked.
He shrugged. "How the hell should I know? She knocked me down, looked at me, called me that, but I threw her off and bolted the hell out of there."
Shauna frowned. At least they had something to go on now. "You don't remember anything about her?" she asked.
"Eyes," he said simply.
Shauna glared at him, confused. Could he be more vague? "What?"
"She had red eyes," he answered. "That's all that really stood out about her."
So they had a psychotic female killer, who despised both Daybreak and Night World, with red eyes, who thought Chase was someone called Lucas. That didn't make any sense.
"So now what?" Chase asked her moodily.
Shauna shrugged. "I guess we find out what we can about anyone named Lucas." She headed off to find Thia and get a research party set up. But the question bugged the hell out of her. Who was Lucas? What was his significance?
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