"Gwen I don't think we should be out here so late. We should head back to the hotel." Brooke complained.
I don't know why I even brought her with me. She's been a wimp since she was born. Never taking chances or putting her in any kind of danger.
"Why did you come, if all you we're going to do are complain?" I asked her.
"I came to protect you from your own stupidity. I was watching the news yesterday and there have been a lot of disappearances here in Seattle." She said it like I didn't already know.
Her pale skinny fingers wrapped around her mother's silver pendent.
"Why do you think we're out here for, a summers night walk?"
"Does would be nice once in a while." she muttered.
"Oh come on! We're finally old enough to go outside in the city by ourselves and you want to cut it short!" I asked.
"We're only sixteen Gwen! It's not like we can go to any clubs." She shoots back. "I just don't feel safe out here in the open." She whimpered. She is all ways such a chicken.
I sigh and stopped so I could face her.
"As long as you're with me no one is going to hurt you." I told her. "I kind of feel insulted." I said in a mock tone. "I mean I've been a black belt for how many years now?" I asked
"It's only been 3 years Gwen. It's not like you're a master."
"But I can still kick-" Brooke cut me off.
"Who's that?" She suddenly asked.
I turned to see what she meant. There was a tall muscular older teenaged boy with blond hair. He was gorgeous but there was something wrong with him I couldn't quite place. Brooke and I stared at the mystery boy and he stared at us. Brooke suddenly gasped and was pulled back to reality; I looked at her to see what was wrong.
"Look at his eyes!" She choked in horror. I looked at them and they were a deep burgundy color. A chill went down my spine and I closed my eyes for a second. I looked back, but he was gone. I spun back around to look at Brooke once again but she too had disappeared.
"Brooke!" I yelled, but the streets were empty and no one would hear a cry for help. "Brooke ware are you?" I screamed. There was an unnatural gust of wind and I spun around to meet its source.
The boy from across the street was now right in front of me. I looked in to his eyes and they were now a bright red, a single drop of red liquid hung on his lip. Without even thinking I reach up and whipped it off with my thumb.
I examined the drop of red and almost screamed when I realized what it was; Blood. My eyes darted back up to his and I took an involuntary step back. He followed with a step of his own. I froze, forgetting how to defend myself. I looked around him and into the nearby alley he come out of.
There was a milk white body peeking out from behind the wall. It was clearly dead. Something shiny on the dead body caught my attention. It was the pendent Brooke had been fiddling with only moments ago.
Brooke.
I gasped and took another step back. Again the boy followed with a bloody grin now plastered on his gorgeous face.
We continued with this little dance till my back was to the wall and he was pressed against me. My eyes refused to move away from his gaze and my limbs refused to fight this beautiful deadly monster.
"What is your name?" The boy asked. His voice was like velvet, so soft and smooth.
"You killed Brooke." was the only thing I could say. He sighed; it was more like a growl.
"That's not a name." He observed. "Here, mine's Riley. Now what's yours?" He asked again.
"Gwen." I final muttered. "Are you going to kill me too?" I asked surprisingly calm.
Riley chuckled and shook his blond head.
"No, I need you for something besides dinner." He purred.
Realization dawned on me. All the deaths, the disappearances. It was him.
I took a deep breath and let out a blood curdling scream hoping someone would hear me and come to my rescue.
Riley's hand was fast as he moved to hold my mouth shut. I let out a small whimper.
"Oh now don't scream, don't scream" He said in a soothing voice. "It will all be over soon." He promised leaning in closer.
Riley's lips curled back to reveal sharp teeth and a low growl was building deep in his chest. He pulled me close to him and I tried to break his grasp but he held me with unknown strength and I could no longer fight him. He dipped his head over my neck and inhaled. The boy quickly ran his icy tongue up the curve of my neck. His razor sharp teeth sliced through my skin like it was nothing as he moaned in pleasure. The monsters grip became a vise and I felt a rib to two break. Riley's fingers dug into my back as he began to drink deeper.
I glanced back to the alley where Brooke's body lay dead. She had just experienced this same pain. My eyes searched for her but nothing was there.
Black spots started to block my vision and I felt cold. Riley grip tightened tremendously; breaking more bones, before he pushed me away gasping for air. As soon as his teeth were gone my body went up in flames. It took over everything, and I was slowly losing touch with the world.
"I'm so sorry Gwen." I heard Riley's husky voice say.
Everything went black.