Hi, I'm sorry I haven't been posting as often as I should, but I do have
the story done and now I need to type it up. It's 105 notebook pages long,
I hope you like it.
Ch. 5
"Dustin," Cam's voice said after an hour or so.
"Hmm?" I said sleepily.
"You and Shane need to get back here now!!"
I jumped. "Be right there," and grabbed a hold of Shane's hand and telepathically brought us there.
Almost at once, my instincts kicked in. Some other vamp had strayed into my territory and was after a friend of mine; I could feel their aura, whatever that was.
'Where are you?' I whispered to the other vamp.
'I'm gonna get your friend,' they said.
'Not if I have any say in it. Come out or else, unless you're scared.'
'I am not scared,' the other said.
'Prove it, come out.'
'Very well,' the other said, stepping out of the shadows, holding a limp Cam by the collar. There was a small amount of blood staining it; probably defending himself, but apparently it didn't work.
"You didn't," Shane said.
"Just about had some, but I was rudely interrupted."
"And you're not gonna get any," and using my new power, tore Cam away out of his grasp.
I noticed that Cam had fang marks, but I had reason to believe he was alright.
"Is he?" I asked Shane.
"No, just out."
"Good," I turned my attention back to the intruder. "You're gonna pay."
"Care to make me?"
"Yeah, I do," and I used my power and threw him across the room.
I tried to get a mental lock on his mind, so that he couldn't use his power against me.
'Leave,' I told him.
'Make me,' he thought to me.
"Oof!" I said as he concentrated his attack at my stomach. I flew backwards, hitting the wall above the doorway hard; then falling to the floor.
My sight fogged over and I shook my head, propping myself up with my arms.
I looked up and (Cam gave me this word) catapulted him to a side of the room.
'Do you give up?' I asked him.
'No,' he said to me.
'Fine.' I took him up by the throat and suspended him there.
"Get out or I'll kill you."
"No."
"Fine," I said again, and sank my fangs into the skin on his neck, stealing his life blood, and then dropped him onto the floor.
I turned to face Shane. He gave me an odd and scared look. He probably now thought I was a monster, like I did. I touched a hand to my lips. I still had his blood on them. I turned and looked at the body, guilt and sadness washing over me.
"What have I done?" I said out loud. "I'm a freaking monster!"
Ch. 5
"Dustin," Cam's voice said after an hour or so.
"Hmm?" I said sleepily.
"You and Shane need to get back here now!!"
I jumped. "Be right there," and grabbed a hold of Shane's hand and telepathically brought us there.
Almost at once, my instincts kicked in. Some other vamp had strayed into my territory and was after a friend of mine; I could feel their aura, whatever that was.
'Where are you?' I whispered to the other vamp.
'I'm gonna get your friend,' they said.
'Not if I have any say in it. Come out or else, unless you're scared.'
'I am not scared,' the other said.
'Prove it, come out.'
'Very well,' the other said, stepping out of the shadows, holding a limp Cam by the collar. There was a small amount of blood staining it; probably defending himself, but apparently it didn't work.
"You didn't," Shane said.
"Just about had some, but I was rudely interrupted."
"And you're not gonna get any," and using my new power, tore Cam away out of his grasp.
I noticed that Cam had fang marks, but I had reason to believe he was alright.
"Is he?" I asked Shane.
"No, just out."
"Good," I turned my attention back to the intruder. "You're gonna pay."
"Care to make me?"
"Yeah, I do," and I used my power and threw him across the room.
I tried to get a mental lock on his mind, so that he couldn't use his power against me.
'Leave,' I told him.
'Make me,' he thought to me.
"Oof!" I said as he concentrated his attack at my stomach. I flew backwards, hitting the wall above the doorway hard; then falling to the floor.
My sight fogged over and I shook my head, propping myself up with my arms.
I looked up and (Cam gave me this word) catapulted him to a side of the room.
'Do you give up?' I asked him.
'No,' he said to me.
'Fine.' I took him up by the throat and suspended him there.
"Get out or I'll kill you."
"No."
"Fine," I said again, and sank my fangs into the skin on his neck, stealing his life blood, and then dropped him onto the floor.
I turned to face Shane. He gave me an odd and scared look. He probably now thought I was a monster, like I did. I touched a hand to my lips. I still had his blood on them. I turned and looked at the body, guilt and sadness washing over me.
"What have I done?" I said out loud. "I'm a freaking monster!"