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Samantha Whitlock- Vampire's wear Prada

I could no longer hear Carla's footsteps, I was too far in front of her, she wouldn't get lost though, and my scent would guide her.

Damn, she got that kick in pretty good, I should probably think of practicing in myself combat more, I may be faster than her, but our physical strength were an entirely different matter. Even though we were as close as sisters, I hated being beaten in something; losing was a terrible option for me. Carla is my friend, and we may be evenly matched now, but I wish I could just be that bit stronger. I could always run from a fight, no one could ever catch up to me, though what point is there to running, I would be a failure, a coward. No, running can never be an option, to run is to lose, and losing is something I will not accept.

If I continued to run like this I would be at Washington before midnight, though I didn't want to hurry, what if he wasn't there. I would have to start all over again, to start from the beginning would be annoying not to mention painful for me.

I decided to stop, Carla wouldn't be too far away, and I had had good practice in calculating the difference in our speeds. Calculating things helped me relax, if I knew the odds of a situation, I could better control my reaction to it. Carla on the other hand, takes everything as it comes, even when I had lured her into that dark street way when I was a newborn. She had showed no fear, some may say she is fearless through stupidity; I would laugh at those people. Carla is not fearless because of lack of intelligence, she is fearless, because she sees no reason to be scared, when everything approaching is like a whole new version of excitement and fun to her, it's not scary, its exciting for her. So if vampires were to challenge us, she wouldn't back away, and in most cases she would knock me aside ask that they fight her and her alone. Though fighting alone wouldn't be an option, I would help her. I can't let someone just protect me, I would fight with her, because to lose her, would be unimaginable.

I gradually slowed my run until I was walking at a normal pace, everything felt slowly again, well maybe more a practical speed. I was to the side of a road, it was surrounded by sand and cactuses, and I could see the forest in the distance, along with the mountains the bordered behind them. I had felt no need to run within the forests, no human could see me at my speed anyway.

This road stretched out for a while, I couldn't see the end to it yet, but it wasn't far away. I could hear no cars, so I decided to sit; my white dress would get dirty on the dirt so I seated myself on the road. I lent back and gazed up into the sky, stars were able to be seen clearly here, to the north, there seemed to be clouds in the sky, rain clouds perhaps. Though I was too far away to see for sure, though not that they concerned me. I could hear Carla now, though I felt no need to check it was her, something about the way she ran. Like she was stomping just a bit harder than necessary. She was still as quiet as the wind to humans, though if a vampire was near, they wouldn't have trouble hearing her.

I laughed myself, this would probably concern her least, not a care in the world, the only thing I had seen her truly serious about was my safety. It wasn't like I needed her help, we were evenly matched, what she could do for me, I could do for myself.

Here she comes now, I glanced to the side and she was looking at me, with confusion and frustration across my face, I may be able to read her emotions, though she had difficulty reading me sometimes, everyone always had.

She skidded to a stop behind me, sand moving through the air in a dust storm, I tilted my head back even more to look at her face upside down. She was still dirty from the hunt, we would have to get new clothes for her soon, sigh, that meant close proximity to humans and that I would be the one doing it.

"Why did you stop?! This is the middle of no where, for crying out loud!" The frustration is her voice was piecing, she hated when I did unexpected things, which was most of the time.

"I don't want to get there…..just yet," I told her quietly.

She flopped to the ground behind me, it wasn't really a flop, it would of looked very graceful, but a flop just the same.

"Jeez Sam, I wonder about you sometimes, this could be the place, we could find him," She exclaimed.

Or we may not find him, our entire lives would be like a waste if have to start again.

"And if he's not there?" I questioned her, expecting no answer.

"Then we'll keep looking!" She yelled at me.

This surprised me, as she always did when it came to my brother; it was like she wanted to find him as much as I did.

"That was a rhetorical question," I muttered.

She took a deep breath in, and I looked at the sky again, thinking her rage was over. After her breath it was silent, nothing but nature, when a strong hand slapped the back of my head.

I whipped my body around to look at her.

"What was that for?!" I screamed, my voice was piecing, it was like soft bells, tinkling, though as if they were next to a microphone.

She had a smirk on her face, though her eyes seemed, for the strangest reason, angry.

"You are beginning to get on my nerves, Sam. If Jasper isn't there, we keep looking!" She yelled, her voice was stronger and louder than mine, like church bells, yet in high pitch.

She stood in front of me, and pushed me, I stumbled for half a step than regained my balance.

"Don't push me Carla, if I want to wait, I can wait!" I told her with as much authority as could manage.

The anger in her eyes had changed her expression, she was getting very mad now, and I could bet she was contemplating violence.

"Well we can wait a while, but we're leaving again before midnight!" She told me, trying to win over the authority.

Technically, the authority was rightfully hers, by physical age she was a year older than me, I was 17 by appearance and she was 18. Though I didn't care, and probably would never remind her.

I crossed my arms, and walked towards her, using my height to threaten her, she stood up as straight as she could go, and I did the same after, still standing taller.

I smirked, and she grimaced, I may go with her to see Washington, but I would always be taller than her.

I sighed and she sighed, fighting was always so troublesome when we were serious.

"We're leaving now," She told me.

"Whatever, but I'm not going to hurry. I'm not walking near Washington border until sunrise, it can wait that long," I grumbled.

She turned away from me and began to run; I followed her and quickly was in front. Though I didn't go any where to my potential speed, always in sight of her, because as I said, Washington could wait.

I stooped at the "Welcome to Washington State sign", and Carla stopped shortly after me.

I was over our fight now, she seemed to be as well, and I looked again at her tattered clothing.

I sighed, and she looked at me confused, she probably thought I was sighing about having to go into Washington, but was over that, for now.

She opened her mouth to protest to me, but I spoke before her.

"You seriously have to think about your clothing, stop getting them so destroyed all of the time, I'm getting sick of risking my control amongst humans, for your clothing needs," I grumbled at her.

She laughed, seeming relieved from what I said.

"Well I would go, but you remember what happened last time," She told me, just a hint of regret in her voice.

I do remember, last time I had asked to get us some more clothes, she went to the closest town. Though while there she got to close to a human, couldn't control herself and killed him.

We hadn't spoken for the rest of that night and the following two days, she was disgraced by herself, and I was both mad at her and felt sorry for her.

It wasn't the first human she killed, but she felt like she wished that she go in their place. I had never killed a human; I felt the need to learn from her experience.

Ever since then I have retrieved clothes for both her and me, though it was very tedious sometimes.

"Fine, do have any particular clothing in mind?" I asked her, though I think I already knew the answer.

"I don't care, Sam, as long as it covers the most vital parts, get whatever you want." She complained to me.

"Stay here, I will be back soon." I told her intensely.

She rolled her eyes at me, and I sighed, her appreciation for fashion was at the least.

As I ran further toward civilization, I calculated my timing. Humans' stores usually opened around nine or ten in the mornings, so I could easily avoid being seen, since we didn't buy clothes, we stole them.

I was nearing a bigger town, I could see the big shopping "mall" as they called it, and it was around 500 meters away.

The better clothes were always further into the store, so I decided since I had time; I didn't mind wasting it I would get some good clothes.

I stood in front of the huge complex now, my best access point without anyone seeing the damage straight away was the roof.

I smiled, the roof was perfect.

I jumped onto a palm tree that was closest to the mall and then climbed up and up until I was in line with the roof.

I somersaulted backwards onto the roof, and then ran to the glass sky windows. I looked down, the fall wouldn't hurt me but the surroundings might be damaged.

"Oh well," I muttered, I held my breath, which I would be holding the while time, then gracefully jumped into the air, and shaped my body as thin as if could go and pieced through the glass.

I took in the levels as I went, clothing was on the 3rd floor and the highest floor and the 5th.

I landed gracefully, yet leaving a dent in the marble round, on the ground level. I jumped easily and swiftly on the railings of the first and second floors and swung myself over the third.

Now which store to steal from, and where were the cameras, they first needed to be disabled. I thought again, they would have a tech room on the ground floor and tapes for each stores camera in there, I'll just destroy them when I'm done.

The store in front of me had Prada displayed for its name, I recognized this name, I liked this name, and good clothes were right in front of me.

I walked three swift steps to be right in front of the glass store doors, I flicked the glass and it shattered.

Though I wouldn't be able to take my time, since a security alarm went off, damn my fun wasn't aloud to happen.

I sighed and walked into the store, it usually took human security ten minutes to get here, plenty of time, but not what I wanted.

I grimaced and went to the dress section; first I wanted something for myself.

I was a size 4 and so was Carla so it was easy. I looked at the dresses in blinding speed, though seeing every stitching, colour and texture of each one.

I decided to get a small dress that ended at my thighs, it had a ribbon that fastened under my bust and flowed freely. It was pale yellow, white and baby pink. I grabbed it and threw it over my shoulder, now for Carla.

She hated skirts and dresses, I was thinking of getting her something silk before the alarm, but I would just get her something she might actually like now.

I found the cutest short shorts that were the whitest of whites and then a tight green singlet to go with it.

I was al most finished I just needed underwear, I got myself silk pink bra and pants and Carla a black lace bra and pants, and she would love that.

I smiled to myself, I was ready to leave now, but something caught my eye. Shoes! I had to get shoes. Carla wouldn't care keeping her bare feet but I wanted some shoes, I loved them.

Looking through them with blinding speed again I settled on stiletto pink heels, the had a silk ribbon to attach it to you.

I beamed it went perfectly with my dress, shopping today wasn't that bad.

I got a plastic bag for them, from behind a human cashier desk. Then was out the door and to the ground floor.

Now I had to find the tech room, I smelled the air, trying to remember the smell of wires. I ran to the south end, though it wasn't there. It was proving difficult, with all the human foods wafting around. I ran to the north, and there the smell was, I found the room.

I flicked the door open, and inside had human technology everywhere, I didn't now what was what so I found no problem in destroying everything.

I kicked, punched and threw everything, and in a matter or seconds everything was destroyed.

I was out of the room, I could hear the human voices outside, they sounded serious.

"Oooo scary," I giggled.

I jumped the railing and was out the sky window in seconds, it was disappointing I couldn't stay longer, though I couldn't risk it with humans, and the smell might attack me if I breathed near them.

I jumped off the back of the roof and went around and out of their sight. I followed a different path for a while, until I smelt my own scent, and then soon enough, I found the impatient Carla.

She was sitting cross legged by the sign, no more excuses after getting the clothes to her, because once she and I changed we would begin our search.

Carla Mansfield- Energy Release

"Stay here, I will be back soon."

Sam said to me. The stern, motherly yet controlled tone back in her voice after our heated discussion. I rolled my eyes; I was barley even listening any more.

My mind was elsewhere like it always seemed to be. Sam didn't bother; she knew I was already gone, retreating to the confines of my own mind. I didn't watch as she faded into the distance.

I had seen her leave too many times these past few weeks and I didn't want to feel that fear stab me again. The tiny inkling of worry and despair that told me that maybe this was the time, the time she wouldn't come back. I pushed the thoughts from my mind, it no good to dwell on things that had yet to and would never come to pass.

I hadn't moved an inch since Sam left, not a twitch in my toe of a blink of my eye. I sat there on the side of the road, the rising sun's light streaming into my eyes and the hot bitchamin burning into my legs. I hardly felt them.

My emotions, my feeling were strong, especially for a Vampire. It was rare that one of our kind felt so strongly, so human. Rare that one let there feelings take hold, let there anger get the better of them, be controlled by their feelings, their emotions. Most had better control, I wasn't one of them. Already I could feel the irritation flooding me, I couldn't hold still.

So much for being a statue. My finger twitched and I couldn't sit here for a second longer. Nothing annoyed me more than having a million thoughts buzzing in my head and no where to write them down. Ahhhhh! It was so infuriating. I needed something to distract myself and fast. If I didn't, this wouldn't end well.

I was pacing. I knew there was no way I could clear my mind, not for one second of my entire life had my mind been blank. I fleetingly remember the trouble I had sleeping as a human, trying to clear my mind. I was glad to be rid of that. But that still didn't help me.

The only way to distract myself was to busy my mind with something else and that meant getting creative. Because after all I was smack bang in the middle of no where and Sam would be back within the hour. If she found me gone I knew I would be in big trouble. Emotions were already running high and I really didn't want a fight. What to do, What to do.

I looked around me, my eyes picking up so much more than any humans. All I could see for miles was bush, bush and more bush. I could briefly sense movement somewhere deeper in the forest, an animal I was sure.

I could hunt, but my stomach grumbled in protest, I couldn't drink a drop more blood or I would explode. No point in killing for fun, I didn't believe in that.

I would not cause unnecessary pain. I didn't particularly want to explore, I had seen one to many forests in my life and although I was sure that no two were the same and this one would hold beauty and mystery unlike anywhere else on earth often forests and such inspired creative thought in me and I had no where to record my musings, which was just as infuriating as my current situation. Grrrrrr. I was getting no where. It was then that I heard it.

My extremely sensitive ears picked up something my eyes had not. Past the rustling of the forest and the howling of the wind I heard something else.

It was like a dull rushing, almost to be mistaken for running water but I knew it for what it was. Traffic. There was a road near by. And a road meant cars and cars meant humans and to me humans meant fun. Score. This was sure to not only get my mind off things, but to be a blast as well. I started running.

Everything else forgotten. Well almost everything, I knew Sam would be back soon, this amusement was going to have to be limited. Call me cruel if you want but one of my favourite pass times was annoying people. This didn't only apply to Sam.

I loved to toy with humans. Of course I would cause any physical or permanent damage. Just some mild shock, confusion and some of the single most hilarious expressions and antics I had ever seen.

Humans always reacted so much more vividly and strongly than Vampires making this so much more fun. As I clambered my way to the top of an outcropping at break neck speed I felt like one of the camera men on those punked shows I always saw humans watching. I slowed my run and walked out onto the ledge over looking a busy highway.

It was the early morning rush of city workers and holiday makers by the looks of it. Cars of all shapes sizes and colours flashed across a black sea in what must be quite fast by human standards. To me it was a snail pace.

With one glance I could pick up every detail on every car for a hundred miles. Everything from the number plate to the scratches on the rear bumper, even the occupants inside. I could name almost every car on that road, give a detailed history of the make and design. Tell you all the engine specifics, from its top speed to interior features.

When you had this much time on your hands you pretty much knew everything, trust me. A hundred years is a lot of time to learn. But I wasn't here to flaunt my knowledge or name cars. I was here to have fun. That brought a smile to my face and since I was already smiling, as usual, it turned into a goofy grin that lit up my whole face.

Let the games begin. My power was something that I had discovered at a very young age. It was actually Sam who brought it to my attention. Before then the strange happenings around me had been just that, strange and unexplainable.

I had no conscious knowledge that it was me who was bringing the odd appearances around me to life. I admit I haven't come far. Sam has tried to teach me to control my power, to wield it, but as of yet there has been little improvement. I wasn't one for control, I let my power control me, a lot like my emotions. I had accepted long ago that that was just the way I was.

It was a part of me and nothing could change that. Sam on the other hand was less accepting of my attitude, she was still trying to change me. I felt sorry for the girl, after all she had to put up with me. But all things aside when it came to a bit of fun my power sure did come in handy and I could control it quite alright when I put my mind to it. And right now my mind was buzzing with the excitement and anticipation.

This new found energy gave my mind a surge of power; I was as concentrated as I could ever be. I stared down at the road below, if looks could kill, or in my case burn holes in the ground, right now the whole road would be alight with the intensity of my stare.

Hmmmm, I thought, who would be my first victim, for lack of a better word. My eyes zeroed in on a red and white VW combine zooming along in the third lane. I hadn't seen one of them in a long time and it brought a surge of happiness. I let out a laugh, that right there was my first target. I concentrated hard.

Felt my power surging within me like a warm feeling, growing stronger and larger, filling my whole chest, every particle of my being. I focused the power toward my target. Time seemed to slow; the combine was frozen in my thoughts. I brought my mind into focus, pictured it in my mind, the wall, and solid and strong made of thick bricks of varying shades of red.

The wall that would momentarily jump out of my mind and in front of the oncoming combine's path. I could literally feel the though jumping from my mind and for a split second my head was filled with nothing but emptiness, a strange hollowness where the thought had just been.

In the blink of an eye there it was, as if appearing out of no where, which it had, a brink wall, strong and sturdy looking as if it had been built in the combine's path over a number of days rather than seconds. Now let the show begin. My eyes locked on those of the combines driver.

A middle aged women with frizzy blond hair. I watched as the situation registered in their slow human brains. As they took in the sight before them, took in what would surely be their impending doom. I saw their eyes widening, the shock that was so plain on their features.

I was already laughing, rolling around on my back, it didn't take much to make me laugh, but I didn't want to miss the show. I had to pull myself together; I sat back up, focusing on the car and the wall in its path. They didn't have time to swerve.

This certainly shortened the show and gave a much less impressive performance but I wasn't about to endanger life, or car crash for that matter.

I may be reckless but I wasn't without a conscious. These were human's lives I was playing with. Just because I was immortal didn't mean I had the right to take away others lives for my enjoyment. I would not sink to the level of the "others" of our kind, those who killed from pleasure as well as food. I would never be one of them, I would never abandon myself.

I pushed the thoughts from my head before their toxic darkness could consume my mind. I didn't want to worry, to ponder sad thoughts that I could not change. I was here to have fun, speaking of fun, here comes the collision. By this point the human's animated expression had turned to a look of utter horror.

She seemed to be at a loss for what to do. She let go of the wheel entirely, probably realizing there was nothing she could do or more likely not thinking clear in her panic. She waved her hands above her head; I could here her high wavering scream of fear. That was the icing on the cake, it was such a sight I couldn't stay upright any longer.

I gave in to the laughter begging to burst forth from me, but no before I saw the combine van plow straight threw the imaginary brick wall. No impact, not even a scratch and of course when the human woman calmed herself and glanced back there would be nothing to see but empty road, the illusions dispelled. If I could have I would have been crying as well as laughing right now.

Since us Vampires could never run out of breath I could keep laughing like this forever and I was more than happy too. Laughing for me was one of the realest and strongest feelings I felt as a Vampire, I knew it was different for everyone but for me it was laughter.

The feeling was the most amazing thing I had ever felt in any life, this one or my human existence. It was like this warm glow, like honey and light was glowing inside me. I felt whole, warm, and alive. I was the happiest I ever could be, floating on a cloud of infinite possibility, higher than the birds, touching the sun, warm all over. But I knew Sam wouldn't be away for much longer and I could always laugh whenever I wanted, it was easy to be happy, to laugh.

Then again I might not get another chance to play with some humans, have this much fun for a long time. I sucked in a deep breath, reducing the huge chortles to mere occasional giggles and focused back on the road. Hmmmm, what could I try next. I glanced up at the sky; the sun had moved quite a bit, I was running out of time.

I needed to be back soon, there was just enough time for one more trick and I wanted to go out with a bang. I had a sudden inspiration as I looked down at the road burning in the sun. The heat waves made it shimmer as if it were water. That was it; I would turn the solid road into a thrashing ocean of black. Yes, I was aware of how random I was, it was a trait many had pointed out to me one too many times. But here goes anyway.

I pictured it in my mind, even the mental picture was funny, I almost laughed but I really needed to concentrate. The same sensation filled me; I felt my power rising, ringing in my every bone, filling my mind. Next thing I knew my mind was empty, I opened my eyes.

There was a split second where the world seemed to stop. Everything was frozen and silent below me as I stood up, ready to watch the spectacle unfold. It all started with a ripple, that's all it was, a single wave running the length of the road as far as the eye can see. It could almost be passed off as a tremor.

I watched the cars shake as it skidded beneath them. It looked like the cars themselves were a huge wave, rising, shaking, one after the other. Then it was like the floor ran out from under the cars, one by one, following the course of the ripple. Then without warning the cars sunk about a meter, their wheels falling into the water, floating by their bases, the water meeting their windows. All I could see for miles was blank shock, on faces young and old.

It was quite an interesting sight, millions of cars floating in a black sea. The shock soon turned to panic; the car/ships were in turmoil. Of course no water was entering the cars, no one was getting wet because after all it was only an illusion, but the realization that they were stuck in a vehicle that in all logic should be sinking fast was frightening.

I zeroed in on some of the funnier reactions. There was a scruffy man sitting in a beat up old Ute who had leaned out his window to rescue his put bull terrier from the tray. They sat clutching each other, his dog slobbering all over his face. Another old couple, both gray haired seemed to be having some kind of argument.

The hysteria making their voices extremely high pitched and their hands waved in crazy gestures all over the place. Another woman in her mid thirties by the looks of things seemed to be having a mental break down. She was throwing anything she could get her hands on out the window, in order to stop herself from sinking I suppose. It was by far the funniest thing I had ever seen.

I was rolling around, clutching my sides, unable to keep my eyes open any longer. I had given up breathing long ago; I just couldn't seem to stop laughing. I was far past getting a hold of myself. Then in one of my smaller fits I managed to haul myself up and a sight met me that stopped my laughter dead in my thought.

It was a small black sedan in the lane closest to me. There was nothing strikingly apparent about the occupants at first glance. Unlike most of the other humans these two weren't flapping their arms around in panic, screaming or looking shocked. The exact opposite actually.

Suddenly I couldn't breath, I felt my wind pipe close and it wasn't because of laughter. The cars two occupants were a young man and woman, not much older than me.

Their faces, their looks barley registered in my mind, they were unimportant, what caught me was not so much their appearance or actions but the feeling I could feel poring forth from their hearts.

It was as apparent to my eyes as if it had been spelled out in the sky. Love. The couple, so obviously in love, maybe even married I mused, they were clutching each other for dear life, as if their lives depended on the others survival.

I could not imagine the strength with witch they clung to each other, but I had a feeling it would rival that of a vampires. I could not see their faces and I didn't want to, but the love, the pure feeling of love pouring from that car, it broke my heart. I was running before I had even consciously given myself the command. I couldn't see where I was going, it was as if that picture had been burned into my mind, I could see nothing else.

Why? What today, why now? I had been in such a good mind. It was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen, one of the most amazing things one could feel and I was sure I would never feel it. My heart would never beat for another as I knew that couples did.

I would never love anyone; I had had my chance at life, at love. It was all behind me now. So why? Why did it hurt so much? Why did I long so badly for something I could never have. Why did my heart, long since stopped beating seem to break in my chest.

I ran faster and harder, leaving the once again hard road and the couple behind me. It was time to go back, back to reality, back to life or rather death and onward to find jasper. All thoughts of love wiped from my consciousness, my heart bleeding invisible tears, leaving a trail of heart break and loss all the way back to the road.

I changed in a daze; I didn't even register what clothes I draped over my pale body. Probably some stupid designer ensemble of Sam's, they were comfortable and that's all I cared about. If Sam knew something was wrong, which I suspect she did, she said nothing.

Sam was used to my mood swings and she respected my privacy. If I wanted to talk about it I would have said something already.

She was always there for me whenever I needed her, but right now I just needed to forget. And nothing would take my mind of my depression better than pulpous and running. I sent her a silent plea with my eyes but my voice stayed relatively level.

"You ready to do this?" I wonder if she could detect the undertone in my voice that showed how close I was to breaking point.
"I am ready when you are," Sam said, her voice resurging, nothing ever slipped by Sam.

I didn't need to reply, I just started running, confident in the fact she would follow me, she always did, just like she always came back.

She was already in front of me, her back fast fading into the horizon. It gave me comfort, seeing her there; I knew she would always be there. As if she could read my mind she looked over her shoulder and winked. I smiled back.

The warm glow of the sun warming me on the outside, Sam warming my heart. I may not ever find love but I wanted more than anything for Sam to find it.

To find her brother Jasper. I had a good feeling about this, this time we would find him. I stared straight into the sun, a huge goofy grin spreading across my face.

Wait for her Jasper, I thought, wait, we're coming.

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