Goth-girl:
thanks for all your really good reviews! hehe. they're so... up lifting, thanks for helping me with my um... cat problem. i was just about ready to get in a exorcist or sumthin. lol.
General response:
guys if i told you why they wanted to kill her and why she's kiling all these... killers then you might find out her secret before it comes naturally. hehe
*Well guys this is going to be unother short chappy, i think. i'm about to go into town and get sum dvd's! :D YAY*
'Him, he's one," Sara pointed down to one of the guys standing below them.
Lizzie looked shocked, "What no way, he looks so hot! and not very old either, only like seventeen."
Sara turned to face Lizzie, "Yes way, and he's older then seventeen," she said exremly seriously, "And the moment you're out of my sight, he'll try to kill you,"
Lizzie looked sad, " Couldn't we just make friends with them? I'm sure they wouldn't want to kill us if we made friends with them."
It was getting exasperating trying to explain her world to Lizzie, "When they become one of them, it is almost like they are reborn. It's like they go into a place, a stupid high school jock and come out as an angry, eager to kill, stupid high school jock. They don't have friends but usually go around in packs. Easier to kill that way."
"Oh, ok," Lizzie said, nodding her head, still not understanding.
"The moment we leave here, he's going to attempt to kill us. If I leave you in here, one of them will stay and kill you, but if i take you, they will both come and kill you. do you understand?" Sara aksed.
"Yes, I'll come withyou in that case," Lizzie said.
They headed outside, Sara ready for a fight. Venom* had a back entrance opening into an ally way, it was quiet and secluded so there was no hope of nay one interfering.
"Hey babe? Wanna die?" the hot looking one appeared in front of Sara.
"Uh, not really, not at the moment." Sara launched into the fight.
To Lizzie it looked interesting because here was this delicate looking blonde, fifteen years old, fighting what would have been, high school jock, seventeen years old. As Sara had told Lizie before though, 'Strenght is not in the muscles, but your heart and brain' Lizzie had tempted this thory with no such luck. She had to admit, Sara was special.
It took only half a minute to kill him. But out of the shaddows came clapping.
"Well done Sara, but let's start the real fun." An older looking guy, early twenties stepped out of the corner he had been hiding from. He made no atempt to grab Lizzie, but advanced on Sara.
"I think you'll find you've met your match this time, Brett was, lets say, young. But you've heard of me haven't you? You know how old I am..--" he was rudely cut off my Sara
"Blah Blah Blah, do we really need this?"
and that was their que. His face changed and he launched into battle. Lizzie's eyes could hardly register their moves. Once he was on the ground, after miscalculating a move, Lizzie uickly found a sharp stick and plunged it into him. She got up, dusting her hands.
"They aren't smart, thats the only thing with Vampires,"
thanks for all your really good reviews! hehe. they're so... up lifting, thanks for helping me with my um... cat problem. i was just about ready to get in a exorcist or sumthin. lol.
General response:
guys if i told you why they wanted to kill her and why she's kiling all these... killers then you might find out her secret before it comes naturally. hehe
*Well guys this is going to be unother short chappy, i think. i'm about to go into town and get sum dvd's! :D YAY*
'Him, he's one," Sara pointed down to one of the guys standing below them.
Lizzie looked shocked, "What no way, he looks so hot! and not very old either, only like seventeen."
Sara turned to face Lizzie, "Yes way, and he's older then seventeen," she said exremly seriously, "And the moment you're out of my sight, he'll try to kill you,"
Lizzie looked sad, " Couldn't we just make friends with them? I'm sure they wouldn't want to kill us if we made friends with them."
It was getting exasperating trying to explain her world to Lizzie, "When they become one of them, it is almost like they are reborn. It's like they go into a place, a stupid high school jock and come out as an angry, eager to kill, stupid high school jock. They don't have friends but usually go around in packs. Easier to kill that way."
"Oh, ok," Lizzie said, nodding her head, still not understanding.
"The moment we leave here, he's going to attempt to kill us. If I leave you in here, one of them will stay and kill you, but if i take you, they will both come and kill you. do you understand?" Sara aksed.
"Yes, I'll come withyou in that case," Lizzie said.
They headed outside, Sara ready for a fight. Venom* had a back entrance opening into an ally way, it was quiet and secluded so there was no hope of nay one interfering.
"Hey babe? Wanna die?" the hot looking one appeared in front of Sara.
"Uh, not really, not at the moment." Sara launched into the fight.
To Lizzie it looked interesting because here was this delicate looking blonde, fifteen years old, fighting what would have been, high school jock, seventeen years old. As Sara had told Lizie before though, 'Strenght is not in the muscles, but your heart and brain' Lizzie had tempted this thory with no such luck. She had to admit, Sara was special.
It took only half a minute to kill him. But out of the shaddows came clapping.
"Well done Sara, but let's start the real fun." An older looking guy, early twenties stepped out of the corner he had been hiding from. He made no atempt to grab Lizzie, but advanced on Sara.
"I think you'll find you've met your match this time, Brett was, lets say, young. But you've heard of me haven't you? You know how old I am..--" he was rudely cut off my Sara
"Blah Blah Blah, do we really need this?"
and that was their que. His face changed and he launched into battle. Lizzie's eyes could hardly register their moves. Once he was on the ground, after miscalculating a move, Lizzie uickly found a sharp stick and plunged it into him. She got up, dusting her hands.
"They aren't smart, thats the only thing with Vampires,"