"No!" Tea screamed, dashing across the room with a look of pure fear in her eyes. "Why are you doing this, Joey?!"
Khalid threw back his head and laughed. "Oh, my sweet tortureress, it won't hurt for long. Just a quick stinging sensation and it will all be over. You should be proud; you will help to revive Lord Osiris when we draw his soul into the Vessel."
Tea backed her body into the wall and tried to disappear. "That's enough, Joey, this is really starting to scare me. It isn't funny anymore!"
The vampire's eyes began glowing brightly. "You foolish, imbecilic mortal! You think this is a joke?" He violently pinned her against the wall and sunk his crimson fangs into her cheek, tearing through flesh and muscle alike with ease. Tea screamed again. He removed his fangs from her face and plunged his razor sharp claws into the area where the throat and shoulder join. Tears began streaming down the young girl's face and she begged for him to stop; he only laughed at her and tightened his claw's grip on her shoulder, insane pleasure gleaming in his wicked eyes. She didn't seem to believe that this was a joke anymore. It was reality; cruel, wicked reality.
"Why?" she asked again, weakening quickly. She began to lose the feeling in her legs and fingers.
Khalid licked her delectable blood from his lips and, after withdrawing his claws from her flesh, cleaned the blood off of them as well. "I do everything for my Master and for my own pleasure. And sweetheart, nothing pleases me more than slowly tearing you apart and feasting on the very things that keep you alive and well." He ran his tongue over his fangs before licking the wound on her face. Tea allowed a small gasp to emerge from her mouth, but it did not go unnoticed by the bloodthirsty killer. "Scared, are you?" he said darkly. "You don't have enough time left for fear." He threw the defenseless girl to the ground and she immediately stood and tried to run. Before she had even taken two steps, Khalid literally wrapped his long fingers around her spine and pulled her backward. Tea would have screamed, but there was nothing left in her lungs to scream with. Her life quickly slipping through her fingers, she stared into the face of her murderer before her vision faded and she collapsed to the floor.
Leticia struggled rather fiercely in her captor's grip, kicking at his shins and biting at his fingers. The only sign of pain Anubis would ever show was a flinch, and it didn't even look like a real flinch. It looked like a blink. At least she had gotten him to show that she was hurting him as much as he was hurting her. She bit into his knuckle; his grip around her wrists grew tighter. She bit down harder and drew a tiny droplet of blood; his hands released her wrists and he instantly closed his lips over the wound, growling angrily at her while his wound sealed.
She spat out the miniscule amount of inhuman blood that had found its way into her mouth, disgusted. "That stuff tastes worse than horseradish!" she exclaimed, spitting on the floor in a feeble attempt to get the taste out of her mouth.
"You don't like it, but that liquid is our world, our passion. It's our chocolate," Anubis replied, eyes glimmering darkly.
Leticia wagged a scolding finger at him. "Don't compare blood to chocolate! Chocolate is heavenly and blood is…blech!"
He laughed. Laughed. "Incompetent, dim-witted girl. To us, chocolate is only good when covered in human blood." He began unbuttoning his shirt; she watched in slight horror. She hadn't expected him to do something like that. One minute he's going to kill her and the next, he seems fond of her and wants to take her to bed. Or maybe he didn't want to get his shirt bloody. She decided to go with option number two. Whether you're human or vampire, you do have a favorite shirt. Anubis dropped the shirt to the ground, his nicely toned body flexing with unnatural grace.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" she squeaked.
"No," he said. She knew he was telling the truth. She could see it in his golden eyes and heard it in his voice. "I just don't want to wreck my shirt. That, and I like to play with my food before I eat it." He smirked. "I'm going to tell you a little…secret."
Feeling rather calm, Leticia sat on the bed, which was covered with a red satin comforter. That wasn't exactly the type of thing she had expected to be on a vampire's bed. "Yeah? What?"
Something very odd began happening to his upper body. She couldn't explain what it was exactly, but he appeared to be pulsating like a giant heart. "This isn't what I really look like."
Her feeling of calmness faded within a second.