~ Sorry about changing the title. I wanted to write about everyone in my stories, not just Chaos. Even though he is my one true love, besides Aubrey. Chaos & Rosalyn POV. You'll figure out who Rosalyn is, it's not too difficult. I hope it's not too confusing, though. Oh well.~

~Chaos~
I did not go to a bash that night. I was restless, but I would not vent at a bash. Kendra would probably make me angrier, more destructive. I wanted to feed. Meaning I didn't have to feed to survive at the moment, I wanted to feed, just for the thrill. The best prey came from small towns. I could make the whole town go into chaos, it allowed me to live up to my name. That made me think of my human name. I frowned, I hated that name. Although I had abandoned my human name, it still brought down emotions on me when someone said it. Silver was the only one who knew my name, besides my brother.

I found a fifteen year old girl to my liking in a small town in Maryland. She was fairly attractive, but even better, she easily trusted me. I got in proximity and she fell into oblivious sleep. I felt my fangs slide into her flesh. As her blood passed my lips, into my mouth, I realized that it was poison. Damn Triste. I hadn't felt that one coming at all. I threw her away from me and disappeared. No wonder she trusted me so easily. I am ignorant as hell.

~Rosalyn~

I cursed when I scraped my hand on the rocky street. Stupid vampire. Throwing me into pavement and such. Ha Ha Ha. In your face you leech, he wouldn't feel great until my blood was out of his system. I had went with him willingly, making him think I was a stupid girl, but he was wrong. God, he had felt strong. He shouldn't have felt my energy that early. I might've killed the sucker, if he had been weak.

I stood up and went back to my decrepit little house. I needed gauze or something. My hand was bleeding heavily, now. I went to the bathroom to the medicine cabinet and found a band aid. That will have to do. For now. I went to my bed and climbed in it. I did not change, yet I was perfectly comfortable. Though I doubted that vampire would be. MWA HA HA HA! I'm so evil at heart.

~Chaos~

I went home feeling nauseated, as if I were dying again. I stumbled to my bed, my servants asking if I were okay along the way. I told them to let me alone. I layed down, my mind spinning. I was going to try and get some sleep, when Anna appeared next to me.

"I got Aaron to go and feed. I will return the Vida girl's knife. Jesus, what happened to you?" She looked at me with loads of concern.

"I hate Tristes. I fed on one tonight. I'll be fine." Her eyes widened.

"You could've died!" She touched my face gently and she looked so angelic. She was not a predator. I shouldn't have changed the poor healer. I could not regret it now, considering the fact that Jazlyn Raisa had been the only one successfully changed back to a mortal. I realized she must have changed her clothes. For Aaron. I was disgusted. I knew it showed. Anna must have saw it too, she put her hands on her hips.

"I was looking for you at the bash. I just wanted him to feed. Honestly. No love interest. On my end at least." She was innocent, I was sure. She was now laying on the end of my bed in a red dress that hugged her form. It showed her body off well. I had let my eyes lazily meander over her body and she no doubt felt my powerful gaze.

"Does Aaron flirt? I thought he was giving up his promiscuous lifestyle. No rendezvous with women." At that Anna smiled playfully. She wrapped her leg around my own. I raised my eyebrows suggestively and she laughed. She stood up and looked out the window, her expression saddening. The sun was rising, creating a strange effect in my room. The sun streamed in through the window, the light falling on the polished hardwood floor.

"Sometimes, I wish I was still in that world. The waking world, mortal life. I miss it. I miss Hasana and Caryn." She sighed regretfully. I looked at her, wanting to give her my advice, but she turned to me, stopping the words I would have said.

"I'll see you later Chaos, okay?" And with that Anna left. The poor, poor girl. I hope she didn't die from her own weapon.

~ Read and review, please. Out of the kindness in your destructive, hating hearts. Happy hunting. ~