That was when she felt the hands at her throat…
"And now I have a set."
"Let go of me. Who are you? What do you want with me?" she asked.
"Your sister was in trouble, communicating with vermin and with Daybreak. She deserved what she got; just like you do." The attacker explained, "She was a witch."
"Witches don't exist. Nor do ghouls, ghost or any stuff like that."
"Like vampires?" her captor asked.
"Exactly like vampires."
Her captor then spun her round and turned her head to look at his mouth; at his fangs and silver eyes. However much as her captor wanted to look scary, if just looked totally gorgeous, rather than scary, making Fajra's heart beat a little faster.
"Are you scared little one?" he asked.
"You wish."
"Do I even need to?"
"Who are you?"
"Aristotle."
"Somehow I doubt your the famous philosopher. He died years ago."
"Or did he? Enough chit chat, its tea time."
And with that he lunged for her throat.
enchantednight84realsn: Thanks again for the review. I change things coz I don't realise them myself. I hate checking my own work. I try to update as often as I can, but the amount of homework is unbelievable, and then I also have to get onto the computer.