Interlude: An Eye For An Eye
Victoria
I can be patient when it suits my needs. James understood that about me, just I had understood his need for the game, the hunt. This is why we were good together; we complimented each other's skills. He was the best tracker I've ever met, and when we did meet it was almost instantaneous: I had to go with him. We were essential to each other, him with his tracking and me with my innate ability to always find an out…
Until that wretched abomination, a poor excuse for a vampire, killed him to save the life of a puny human. James only went after her because he had given such a reaction to James's study of the girl that should have been nothing more than a snack. For James it was always a game, but the last one played was the one he lost.
There is a human saying, revenge is a dish best served cold; I played this saying in my mind a lot after that detestable boy killed James and realised how right it could be. My first impulse had been to attack the ones who had helped him, his 'family', but there was that one little part of me that said the only thing that would come of that was my own death.
Instead of just blindly striking out at the other vampires it occurred to me that she was still alive, that she was my target. It was because of her, after all, that James was gone, that Laurent had abandoned us. I was on my own now, but I knew I had to kill that little bitch if it was the last thing I ever did.
I can be patient; I watched her from afar for a long time, watched as her vampire protector left her, supposedly to keep her safe. It was the exact move I needed to make my first counter-move.
I speak here of moves and counter-moves; chess is a great game. When you remain so long, never sleeping, you need something to occupy time. James and I would play chess at times, when we were able to steal a board and men; his reasoning was that it would hone both of our skills concerning attacks, hunts, and even understanding the reasoning behind our prey's actions.
Of course, I did not factor in these strange wolf-creatures. They are not the same as the wolf-men James and I experienced in Siberia, for those creatures live by the moon's cycles and these new wolf-men had changed in midday, at will. I do not know what their secret is but it matters not; the only thing that matters is that they are protecting my prey which means I must up the ante and find a way around my new adversary.
As it is, I almost had them hunted by the humans when they were blamed for my meals but it did not last long and somehow they managed to escape that plan. I have been watching them, staying just far enough that they are not aware of me. It is not easy, but I will find a way to avenge James.
Due to hunger and my last attempt –failed, of course– at having my meal do the dirty work I left that detestable little town and headed towards the city. There I would be able to find plenty to eat and have time enough to think of a new plan. I was in no hurry, after all. Her vampire had left her alone; I had no fear of him turning her before I could get my revenge. From what I had gathered of the wolf-men she was not able to be changed into one, it was a born-to-it sort of thing. She would be human for a long time, and if there was something I had plenty of, it was time.