Chapter 4

I raised my eyebrows.

"His hand… It's cold. So is mine…" - I thought.

- Hi. I'm… Sara. - I said.

"- Latimer, why did you let him turn her?! It's dangerous! We don't need another newborn around here!" - I heard a man say in the next room, but the voice was unknown.

"He's probably talking about me…" - I thought. Why did he call me a newborn…?

"Cade… It was either this or letting her die, and she didn't deserve to die like that. She's still young."

"With Evadin being able to control her... She won't be happy for sure."

At that moment, a million questions raced through my mind, and I had the feeling that many of them did not have an answer. Not yet, atleast.

"Uh… Hello." - I said awkwardly as I walked in some sort of living room, and both Latimer and Cade looked at me.

Cade had black hair and yellow eyes, and compared to Latimer, Evadin and Coran, he was the most ordinary vampire I had ever seen.

"Hello, my dear." – Latimer said. "This is Cade," - He said, pointing at the man. - "and I guess you've met Coran already. Am I wrong?"

I shook my head as a "No." Now that I had 3 Vampires in front of me, I had lost my urge to talk. I was a little scared. I mean, who wouldn't be?

Cade smiled at me. "Don't be scared, we won't hurt you. Your name is Sara, right?"

"Y- Yes. I think." - I took a deep breath. "I mean, yes, my name is Sara. You're Cade, right?"

"Yes."

I smiled politely at him, and turned to Latimer.

"You better explain everything before I lose my temper."

We all sat down around a table, and what they told me was so fascinating and frightening, that I didn't know if would rather laugh or cry.

There's two kinds of Vampires: Hunter and Harvesters.

Hunters: Red Eyes. Bad Guys.

Harvesters: Yellow Eyes. Good Guys.

A Hunter could turn into a Harvester, and a Harvester could turn into a Hunter.

I would live with Latimer now, but there was another male vampire in the house named Adrien. He was still a Hunter, and he had red hair.

Newborns were recently turned Vampires.

When a Vampire turns you, he will be able to control you and your thoughts.

When they were over, they waited for me to answer.

"Fuck." – I said, with my head between my hands. "So Evadin is able to control me?!"

"Yes." – Latimer answered, looking away.

"That's fucking horrible. Fucking hell! I was fine when I was alone. But no, you just had to fuck my life all over again!" - I said, as I felt tears slipping down my face.

They weren't tears. There was nothing but blood.

(Author's Note: How do you think I'm doing so far? Any ideas for future chapters? Any reviews are appreciated!)