A/N: I'm sorry for taking so long.. I've been very busy with some stuff.
Midnight Snack
Light leaks through the curtains from the balcony. The brightness of it gradually wakes me up. The words of Jager flow through my mind.
'You have something of mine'
What in the hell do I have of his? I wish I knew..
A black comforter covers my head and I fall fast asleep.
My dreams are filled with unwanted memories I wish not to remember. Why must they haunt me after so many years?
As the sun sets and the moon rises once again, I wake up.
I yank back the curtains that surround my bed and get dressed in a pair of long black baggy jeans, a tank top, and a trench coat. I pull my hair back in a ponytail.
The curtains blow open. The cold night air feels good against my skin. I walk over and shut the balcony doors and walk out of the house.
I don't lock the door cuz I have nothing of importance to keep locked up.
People hide many things and leave out the most important things to be taken.
Well that's their problems not mine.
In the woods, there's a dead silence. I look around to see what might have caused this act. Then I was what I was looking for.
In the darkness of a cluster of trees, lays a carcass of a young girl probably 20 or so..
I move closer to examine the kill. I see scar along her neck. It looks like two small puncture wounds. No doubt a vampire did this.
But who would dare feed on these grounds non-less leaving evidence that they did so.
They must be either very stupid or insane. Whoever it was, is now gone.
I don't try to figure out who shows the disrespect towards me because I fear no one not even if they might be stronger than me.
One rule of life is not to show any weaknesses. If you do, you are now the hunted no longer the hunter. I learned this the hard way.
Whoever this was, was trying to challenge me but I refuse this challenge. I do not care. But I do know is that they will not like this and will be back. But I warn do not play games with me or you shall lose.
I walk away and back towards my destination. Past the woods is the city you already know of. I search for my prey.
My mind skims over the mortals here. Non of them are important. I reach one mind. A man, around the age of 18. He doesn't live here. He's scared. Jim is his name. Jim, an innocent name. All he wants is to go home but he's lost.
'Poor boy'
He has no clue that he won't make it home.
I bring myself to his side.
"Hi." I smile at him.
"Hi" he's obviously happy to see me.
"Do you need help?" I offer.
"Yes. Can you tell me where the nearest hotel is?"
"I'll do one better I'll show you." I read his thought I change them to make him feel safe.
"Okay. thanks" he smiles.
I walk with him for about 3 blocks. Then I walk into an ally. Of course he follows. I draw him close to me. He resists but with one word he falls into my arms.
'Sleep' I send this through his mind and he is out. He's not that heavy.
I tilt his head baring his neck. I unsheathe my fangs and pierce his neck. Blood flows down my tongue and into my throat. This lasts for awhile until it becomes a trickle then I lap up the excess blood. I lick off the sweetness that spilled off onto his neck.
Unlike most of my kind I don't leave evidence of my kill just lying around for others to find. I pick him up and pull us to a forest in Colorado. I leave the body knowing that mountain lions will dispose of it. With this done I go back home.
The silence of the house annoys me. I bring myself to Los Noches in New Mayhem.
As I step in, the once nosy bar dies. I feel everyone's eyes on me.
I don't come here often so they must think I want something. I stroll over to the bar and grab a bottle with some type of fluid in it. I swirl the bottle around and with a laugh in my throw the bottle against the wall.
All the humans in the bar scatter like mice as if a cat was on the prowl.
Someone taps me on the shoulder. In an instant I know who it is. "Fala, what do you want?"
"Hey! Be polite or someone will have to show you some manners." She demands.
"Oh. and will this be you?" I smirk as I turn around.
"What the hell?! You were banded from New Mayhem. Why in hell the are you here now!?" Fala is furious.
"Key word there is WAS. That was years ago. Actually that was 356 years ago to be accurate. Get over it."
"Get out of New Mayhem NOW. You don't belong here.."
"Oh? And what are you gonna do? Tell Jager?" I patronize her.
"I don't need him."
"Good. Oh by the way, would you know what I might have of Jager's?"
"No."
"Well. then you're not use for me. Leave me now Fala.." I turn around waving my hand for her to leave.
In a few seconds she disappears.
"Stupid Fala, I don't know what Jager sees in her." I take another bottle from behind the counter and the bar goes back to its loud self.
The bass is up and I can feel the vibrations through my feet.. I lift the bottle up and begin to drink it dry. With my tongue I wipe my lips remembering the taste.
'Umm. witch's blood...'
"You're right but do you know what witch that blood it from"
My walls go up hearing the familiar voice. I turn to see who it is.
"Oh it's you. And I believe it's the witch Monica Smoke. Am I right?"
"Correct." Kaleo grins.
"Are you here to tell me to get out and remind of the reason why I haven't been here in over 300 years?"
"Nope.. But someone is looking for you."
"And that is?"
"Your favorite sister."
With that I disappear.
A/N: Muh hahahahahaha.. I know I'm evil.. Hehehehehe.. Well, I'll start writing chapter 3 sooner or later.. Oh if you haven't guess who's point of view this is in. I'm just gonna say it is a character from one of the books but you don't really know anything about her. Well buh bye for now..
Midnight Snack
Light leaks through the curtains from the balcony. The brightness of it gradually wakes me up. The words of Jager flow through my mind.
'You have something of mine'
What in the hell do I have of his? I wish I knew..
A black comforter covers my head and I fall fast asleep.
My dreams are filled with unwanted memories I wish not to remember. Why must they haunt me after so many years?
As the sun sets and the moon rises once again, I wake up.
I yank back the curtains that surround my bed and get dressed in a pair of long black baggy jeans, a tank top, and a trench coat. I pull my hair back in a ponytail.
The curtains blow open. The cold night air feels good against my skin. I walk over and shut the balcony doors and walk out of the house.
I don't lock the door cuz I have nothing of importance to keep locked up.
People hide many things and leave out the most important things to be taken.
Well that's their problems not mine.
In the woods, there's a dead silence. I look around to see what might have caused this act. Then I was what I was looking for.
In the darkness of a cluster of trees, lays a carcass of a young girl probably 20 or so..
I move closer to examine the kill. I see scar along her neck. It looks like two small puncture wounds. No doubt a vampire did this.
But who would dare feed on these grounds non-less leaving evidence that they did so.
They must be either very stupid or insane. Whoever it was, is now gone.
I don't try to figure out who shows the disrespect towards me because I fear no one not even if they might be stronger than me.
One rule of life is not to show any weaknesses. If you do, you are now the hunted no longer the hunter. I learned this the hard way.
Whoever this was, was trying to challenge me but I refuse this challenge. I do not care. But I do know is that they will not like this and will be back. But I warn do not play games with me or you shall lose.
I walk away and back towards my destination. Past the woods is the city you already know of. I search for my prey.
My mind skims over the mortals here. Non of them are important. I reach one mind. A man, around the age of 18. He doesn't live here. He's scared. Jim is his name. Jim, an innocent name. All he wants is to go home but he's lost.
'Poor boy'
He has no clue that he won't make it home.
I bring myself to his side.
"Hi." I smile at him.
"Hi" he's obviously happy to see me.
"Do you need help?" I offer.
"Yes. Can you tell me where the nearest hotel is?"
"I'll do one better I'll show you." I read his thought I change them to make him feel safe.
"Okay. thanks" he smiles.
I walk with him for about 3 blocks. Then I walk into an ally. Of course he follows. I draw him close to me. He resists but with one word he falls into my arms.
'Sleep' I send this through his mind and he is out. He's not that heavy.
I tilt his head baring his neck. I unsheathe my fangs and pierce his neck. Blood flows down my tongue and into my throat. This lasts for awhile until it becomes a trickle then I lap up the excess blood. I lick off the sweetness that spilled off onto his neck.
Unlike most of my kind I don't leave evidence of my kill just lying around for others to find. I pick him up and pull us to a forest in Colorado. I leave the body knowing that mountain lions will dispose of it. With this done I go back home.
The silence of the house annoys me. I bring myself to Los Noches in New Mayhem.
As I step in, the once nosy bar dies. I feel everyone's eyes on me.
I don't come here often so they must think I want something. I stroll over to the bar and grab a bottle with some type of fluid in it. I swirl the bottle around and with a laugh in my throw the bottle against the wall.
All the humans in the bar scatter like mice as if a cat was on the prowl.
Someone taps me on the shoulder. In an instant I know who it is. "Fala, what do you want?"
"Hey! Be polite or someone will have to show you some manners." She demands.
"Oh. and will this be you?" I smirk as I turn around.
"What the hell?! You were banded from New Mayhem. Why in hell the are you here now!?" Fala is furious.
"Key word there is WAS. That was years ago. Actually that was 356 years ago to be accurate. Get over it."
"Get out of New Mayhem NOW. You don't belong here.."
"Oh? And what are you gonna do? Tell Jager?" I patronize her.
"I don't need him."
"Good. Oh by the way, would you know what I might have of Jager's?"
"No."
"Well. then you're not use for me. Leave me now Fala.." I turn around waving my hand for her to leave.
In a few seconds she disappears.
"Stupid Fala, I don't know what Jager sees in her." I take another bottle from behind the counter and the bar goes back to its loud self.
The bass is up and I can feel the vibrations through my feet.. I lift the bottle up and begin to drink it dry. With my tongue I wipe my lips remembering the taste.
'Umm. witch's blood...'
"You're right but do you know what witch that blood it from"
My walls go up hearing the familiar voice. I turn to see who it is.
"Oh it's you. And I believe it's the witch Monica Smoke. Am I right?"
"Correct." Kaleo grins.
"Are you here to tell me to get out and remind of the reason why I haven't been here in over 300 years?"
"Nope.. But someone is looking for you."
"And that is?"
"Your favorite sister."
With that I disappear.
A/N: Muh hahahahahaha.. I know I'm evil.. Hehehehehe.. Well, I'll start writing chapter 3 sooner or later.. Oh if you haven't guess who's point of view this is in. I'm just gonna say it is a character from one of the books but you don't really know anything about her. Well buh bye for now..