Queen of the night
'Are you going to invite me in or what?' asked Phoenix mockingly. Her smile revealed white sparkling teeth and made her eyes sparkle. Darren couldn't help but look at her from head to toe. Vancha grabbed her by the shoulder gently and led her to where he had slept. Her black cape rolled from side to side and she looked like the queen of the night. She lingered towards Debbie and took out her hand for a shake. 'You must be Debbie' she said, a warm friendly smile fixed upon her face. Debbie nodded and returned her shake. Phoenix's hand felt cold and icy making Debbie shiver. Phoenix pulled back her hand as she saw Debbie reaction to her cold hand. She hadn't fed for sometime and her body was starting to be come colder by the second.
Phoenix then turned towards Darren she looked into his eyes and felt grieve and pain that he was going trough. Darren couldn't help but stare at those brown eyes, they gave out so much warmed and affection. She yawned to take that pain away for him just a while but it wasn't in her place. Evanna had warned her may times before that people must learn to deal with their own pain because if you help them deal with it, their pain will become your worst nightmare. All these years of hearing the same song like chant of the consequence of your action had stuck like glue to her mind.
'So Phoenix, how are things for you?' beamed Vancha. Phoenix walked towards him and took a seat next to him. She leaned so close to him, he felt her warm breath upon his face. 'I've missed you so much' she whispered and placed her finger on his lips. Darren found this quite amusing as he watched both of them play like a happy couple. Phoenix looked like the same age as him, 16 yet she was flirting with Vancha, who could have possibly been her father so why couldn't things be this good for him and Debbie he wondered. Darren looked at Debbie; her face was one full of disgust. It wasn't that they were kissing or anything like that but it was just the fact they giggled together like 14 year old kids.
Phoenix and Vancha were always like this. Vancha saw Phoenix as a good friend that was all but Vancha found the look on Debbie face quite entertaining. This behavior usually puts lots of people off, so that's why they tended to do it. Abruptly Phoenix stood up and lingered towards the door. 'Where are you going?' asked Darren. 'To feed' she replied. Now that Darren thought about it he realized that he hadn't fed in a long time either. 'Join her' said Vancha looking at Darren. Darren looked at Debbie, her face was expressionless. 'Do what you have to do' murmured Debbie. She turned around and strolled towards the dusty window and looked at the clear sky. Darren walked behind Phoenix. He watched her cape swash from one side to the other. Unexpectedly her pace started to quicken Darren followed her queue but was perplexed.
As they loitered across the deserted street they heard the sound of crushing leaves. They both stopped listening to the quiet night. 'Here' whispered Phoenix to Darren, they ran towards the trees and glared at the dilapidated road. Nothing happened for 5 minutes but as footsteps came into focus they both kept their ears sharp. Darren now realized what he had forgotten, WEAPON! It had never accured to him that things might actually be larking around this isolated street.
'Master said they were coming here' came a hoarse voice.
'Darren and Vancha innit' said the other, his tone was loud and squeaky.
As the two men came into the flickering light Darren managed to identify them as vampets. So they obviously knew where they were, thought Darren.
'Let's beat the crap out of them' said Phoenix her warm breath on Darren face. He looked at her and thought she was joking but as her expression was stern he realized she wasn't.
'We don't have any weapon' said Darren. His face now very close to hers. For a split second he got lost in her brown eyes but pulled himself back to reality.
'Use this' she said taking out a long sharp dagger from nowhere.
'How about you?' he asked, concern written all over his face. She smiled at his concern.
'Don't worry' she said and with that jumped out of the trees. The two vampets caught site of them. One grinned sheepishly and drew out an axe the other one held a knife that could cut through bones. 'Look what we have here' sniggered one of the men. His long hair that once must have been black was now an ironic grey and his eyes were blood shot red. His pale skin empathized his dark eyebrow and made them stick out of place. He was short and stubby and much older than the other. The other one who was tall and thin. He had short blonde hair and green eyes. How can such a good looking guy be so gone astray? Thought phoenix bitterly. Before the two vampets could act Phoenix jumped into the air and kicked the older vampet in this face knocking him back at least five feet. Darren run to her aid and stabbed him with the dagger. Fresh red blood oozed out of the victim. It was ever so tempting for Phoenix to lie down and fed upon him. She shock her head and walked towards Darren where he was fighting with the other vampet. Darren twisted the vampets arm around and placed the sharp dagger on his pale flesh. 'Don't kill him.' said Phoenix, startling Darren.
'Why?' said Darren, still not losing his grip on his victim.
'I like him' said Phoenix. An evil look crossed her face and her eyes darkened. A devilish cackle escaped her lips as she walked past Darren. 'Wait' she said. 'His blood can't go to waste' she continued referring to the dead Vampet. She walked towards the body that lay limp on the hard pavement. She lowered her face, her right hand holding her hair back. She pursed her lips upon the open wound and warm blood rushed down her dry throat. Her icy body was filled with warmth and satisfaction. She pulled away from the limp body leaving some blood for Darren. She rubbed the dripping blood down her lips with her hand. 'Your turn' she said to Darren grabbing the vampet from his collar.
Darren was hungry and the rush of blood made his stomach groan with pleasure. After finishing with the body Darren dumped it in the near by forest. No one would miss him, he thought.
They reached the house and walked down the long corridor and Darren opened the door. Vancha and Debbie looked at the new member to the group and as Vancha realized who he was he smiled with contentment. 'We have a new source of weapon, I see?' said Vancha. Phoenix winked at him and ordered the vampet to take a sit anywhere he liked.
'So what is a handsome boy like you doing out so late?' snorted Phoenix. The vampet murmured something beneath his breath.
'Sorry we didn't quite get that' said Debbie.
'To kill you guys, what else' he snapped. Phoenix walked towards him and touched his face with what was a very warm feeling and said as though speaking to a child 'Do not fear, we are your friend'. After saying this she and Vancha were unable to control themselves and burst out laughing within seconds Debbie and Darren found themselves also joining in.
The vampet jolted up and grabbed Phoenix throat. 'Come on your smarter than that' she said. He relaxed his hand and let her go, after all he didn't have a chance against them as there were four of them and only one of him.
'How did you find us?' said Vancha.
'We tracked you' the vampet replied.
'You can't have' said Darren.
'Why, because we are vampets and you think we are incapable of that?' he asked.
'Yes' phoenix said simply. She didn't mean to take out the piss but she couldn't help herself beside she considered herself as a very honest person.
'Your time is coming to un end. The days are becoming darker and our victory is near' said the vampet. Vancha, Debbie and Darren snorted at this absurd comment but there was something Phoenix knew and after hearing these word she walked to the window and uttered 'The vampet is not a fool and neither is Mr tiny'
'Are you going to invite me in or what?' asked Phoenix mockingly. Her smile revealed white sparkling teeth and made her eyes sparkle. Darren couldn't help but look at her from head to toe. Vancha grabbed her by the shoulder gently and led her to where he had slept. Her black cape rolled from side to side and she looked like the queen of the night. She lingered towards Debbie and took out her hand for a shake. 'You must be Debbie' she said, a warm friendly smile fixed upon her face. Debbie nodded and returned her shake. Phoenix's hand felt cold and icy making Debbie shiver. Phoenix pulled back her hand as she saw Debbie reaction to her cold hand. She hadn't fed for sometime and her body was starting to be come colder by the second.
Phoenix then turned towards Darren she looked into his eyes and felt grieve and pain that he was going trough. Darren couldn't help but stare at those brown eyes, they gave out so much warmed and affection. She yawned to take that pain away for him just a while but it wasn't in her place. Evanna had warned her may times before that people must learn to deal with their own pain because if you help them deal with it, their pain will become your worst nightmare. All these years of hearing the same song like chant of the consequence of your action had stuck like glue to her mind.
'So Phoenix, how are things for you?' beamed Vancha. Phoenix walked towards him and took a seat next to him. She leaned so close to him, he felt her warm breath upon his face. 'I've missed you so much' she whispered and placed her finger on his lips. Darren found this quite amusing as he watched both of them play like a happy couple. Phoenix looked like the same age as him, 16 yet she was flirting with Vancha, who could have possibly been her father so why couldn't things be this good for him and Debbie he wondered. Darren looked at Debbie; her face was one full of disgust. It wasn't that they were kissing or anything like that but it was just the fact they giggled together like 14 year old kids.
Phoenix and Vancha were always like this. Vancha saw Phoenix as a good friend that was all but Vancha found the look on Debbie face quite entertaining. This behavior usually puts lots of people off, so that's why they tended to do it. Abruptly Phoenix stood up and lingered towards the door. 'Where are you going?' asked Darren. 'To feed' she replied. Now that Darren thought about it he realized that he hadn't fed in a long time either. 'Join her' said Vancha looking at Darren. Darren looked at Debbie, her face was expressionless. 'Do what you have to do' murmured Debbie. She turned around and strolled towards the dusty window and looked at the clear sky. Darren walked behind Phoenix. He watched her cape swash from one side to the other. Unexpectedly her pace started to quicken Darren followed her queue but was perplexed.
As they loitered across the deserted street they heard the sound of crushing leaves. They both stopped listening to the quiet night. 'Here' whispered Phoenix to Darren, they ran towards the trees and glared at the dilapidated road. Nothing happened for 5 minutes but as footsteps came into focus they both kept their ears sharp. Darren now realized what he had forgotten, WEAPON! It had never accured to him that things might actually be larking around this isolated street.
'Master said they were coming here' came a hoarse voice.
'Darren and Vancha innit' said the other, his tone was loud and squeaky.
As the two men came into the flickering light Darren managed to identify them as vampets. So they obviously knew where they were, thought Darren.
'Let's beat the crap out of them' said Phoenix her warm breath on Darren face. He looked at her and thought she was joking but as her expression was stern he realized she wasn't.
'We don't have any weapon' said Darren. His face now very close to hers. For a split second he got lost in her brown eyes but pulled himself back to reality.
'Use this' she said taking out a long sharp dagger from nowhere.
'How about you?' he asked, concern written all over his face. She smiled at his concern.
'Don't worry' she said and with that jumped out of the trees. The two vampets caught site of them. One grinned sheepishly and drew out an axe the other one held a knife that could cut through bones. 'Look what we have here' sniggered one of the men. His long hair that once must have been black was now an ironic grey and his eyes were blood shot red. His pale skin empathized his dark eyebrow and made them stick out of place. He was short and stubby and much older than the other. The other one who was tall and thin. He had short blonde hair and green eyes. How can such a good looking guy be so gone astray? Thought phoenix bitterly. Before the two vampets could act Phoenix jumped into the air and kicked the older vampet in this face knocking him back at least five feet. Darren run to her aid and stabbed him with the dagger. Fresh red blood oozed out of the victim. It was ever so tempting for Phoenix to lie down and fed upon him. She shock her head and walked towards Darren where he was fighting with the other vampet. Darren twisted the vampets arm around and placed the sharp dagger on his pale flesh. 'Don't kill him.' said Phoenix, startling Darren.
'Why?' said Darren, still not losing his grip on his victim.
'I like him' said Phoenix. An evil look crossed her face and her eyes darkened. A devilish cackle escaped her lips as she walked past Darren. 'Wait' she said. 'His blood can't go to waste' she continued referring to the dead Vampet. She walked towards the body that lay limp on the hard pavement. She lowered her face, her right hand holding her hair back. She pursed her lips upon the open wound and warm blood rushed down her dry throat. Her icy body was filled with warmth and satisfaction. She pulled away from the limp body leaving some blood for Darren. She rubbed the dripping blood down her lips with her hand. 'Your turn' she said to Darren grabbing the vampet from his collar.
Darren was hungry and the rush of blood made his stomach groan with pleasure. After finishing with the body Darren dumped it in the near by forest. No one would miss him, he thought.
They reached the house and walked down the long corridor and Darren opened the door. Vancha and Debbie looked at the new member to the group and as Vancha realized who he was he smiled with contentment. 'We have a new source of weapon, I see?' said Vancha. Phoenix winked at him and ordered the vampet to take a sit anywhere he liked.
'So what is a handsome boy like you doing out so late?' snorted Phoenix. The vampet murmured something beneath his breath.
'Sorry we didn't quite get that' said Debbie.
'To kill you guys, what else' he snapped. Phoenix walked towards him and touched his face with what was a very warm feeling and said as though speaking to a child 'Do not fear, we are your friend'. After saying this she and Vancha were unable to control themselves and burst out laughing within seconds Debbie and Darren found themselves also joining in.
The vampet jolted up and grabbed Phoenix throat. 'Come on your smarter than that' she said. He relaxed his hand and let her go, after all he didn't have a chance against them as there were four of them and only one of him.
'How did you find us?' said Vancha.
'We tracked you' the vampet replied.
'You can't have' said Darren.
'Why, because we are vampets and you think we are incapable of that?' he asked.
'Yes' phoenix said simply. She didn't mean to take out the piss but she couldn't help herself beside she considered herself as a very honest person.
'Your time is coming to un end. The days are becoming darker and our victory is near' said the vampet. Vancha, Debbie and Darren snorted at this absurd comment but there was something Phoenix knew and after hearing these word she walked to the window and uttered 'The vampet is not a fool and neither is Mr tiny'