Rayne looked at the man that had just hit her. "I still don't understand why you would run me over, when plainly I was standing right there." Loki got angry at her calmness. "LADY I JUST RAN YOU OVER IN MY CAR! How can you get up and start lecturing me, when you haven't a single scratch on you!?" Rayne flinched. "I can explain why I don't have any scratches on me. But that's my business and mine only." She gave him a cold look. Thunder roared overhead. Rain started to fall more and more. Loki shivered. He couldn't get over why she was so perfectly unharmed, no scratches or anything. He noticed her skin color. The grayness interested him, and he couldn't explain why he thought it but he did: This girl is not human. He gulped. Rayne seemed to know something was wrong with the way he was acting, and she figured it had to do with what she was. "Heh, did you notice something strange about me? Did you figure out why I am unhurt? You were going probably about 70 MPH, you know. I should have died." She was grinning at him, mocking him with her twisted grin. And then he noticed it. Something he should have noticed before he noticed her skin and eyes. Something that should have made his hair stand on its end.
Her canine teeth were pointed.
His heart thudded in his ears. His eyes darted around frantically, trying to figure out how to escape the grinning girl. Rayne stared at him with a kind of fascination as well, trying to figure out his actions as if they were a code that she had to figure out. "I see you have noticed my teeth. I don't see why you are acting this way. I mean, I could have had them sharpened. You can do those sorts of things these days." She grinned even more. Loki felt something snap. "How can you mock me so? There isn't any other way to explain this. You have to be hurt. Have to be. There isn't any other way to explain your actions. You are traumatized because I could have just killed you. I have to take you to my place to make sure your okay." Rayne laughed. "Traumatized? Me? I do fear it isn't me that is traumatized, my dear Loki, but it is you that would be. You don't understand how I could have lived through that, but it angers you that I am testing your wit, making you angry because I know that which you do not, and that troubles you because you are anxious to find out." She looked at him seriously and smiled. "Did I cover everything??" She grinned again. Loki felt his jaw drop. How did she know that? And even more, how was she able to describe everything to a perfect sense that described everything that I have felt so far in meeting this girl? He was dumbfounded. He couldn't understand how she might know such things. He stood up, and grabbed her arms and took her up with him. "Let's go." And he set her in his car and walked around to the driver's side, and pulled the door open. "Where are we going? As if I didn't know already." She laughed. He whipped his head around and yelled, "WHAT ARE YOU PHSYCIC OR SOMETHING?" And she smiled sweetly and answered, "Why don't you find out?" And he sped off towards his house.
Loki was pacing back and forth in his living room. "So are you going to tell me what you are?" Rayne decided to be serious and answered, "That depends. Are you ready to handle what I am going to say?" Loki was astounded once again. "Yes, I think my brain can handle pretty much anything you can say." "I'm a vampire."
Loki whipped around and looked at her.
"YOU'RE A WHAT?"
"I'm a vampire. You know th-"
"I KNOW WHAT A VAMPIRE IS!!!"
Rayne giggled. "I told you, you couldn't handle it."
Loki plopped down on the couch opposite her. "So are you going to bite me?" Rayne laughed. "No, I only bite when I have to."
Loki stared at her. Thundered continued to sound from the outside. Lightning whipped past the windows, cutting the air and causing loud snaps that rung through Loki's bones. The lights flickered overhead, causing an eerie feeling around the room. I'm in the same room as a vampire, and she is telling me that WONT bite me? His heart thundered loudly, and it felt to him that it was louder than racket outside. Beads of cold sweat rolled down his face. His hands felt clammy as he grasped them together. "Oh will you stop that! Your heart is so tempting." She laughed, and it echoed around the room, adding to the eeriness that absorbed the room like a plague. He gulped again. "S-sorry, I'm just afraid th-"Rayne glared at him. "What that you are going to die? I don't see why. I would never kill anyone that didn't have another chance at life. I only kill those that are going to die before their time. You know like people that are dying from painful things already. It kind of puts them out of their misery. I may act evil, but trust me, I'm the type of vampire that you want to be friends with." She giggled again.
