Author: WOOO It's chapter ten! (i think)! it's amazing!
A city is a busy place, and most are never truly asleep. This city was no exception. In parts of it people were acting as if it were still day, artificial light taking the place of the sun. It was a full moon, so most streets were flooded with light.
Tonight, I hunted. Don't get me wrong, my pray wasn't the innocent human flesh that danced around me. My pray was much bigger, the parasites that lived off of the humans, Vampires.
Don't look at me like that, I'm not crazy. See, I'm a vampire too. I'm also a slayer, defender of the week and scourge of the undead. I had recently decided that if I was to be a slayer, I might as well enjoy it. Hence, the hunting.
Then I hit a problem. Where are Vampires located? So far, I had been jumped twice, or maybe three times in a dark alley way. I had also been held in a warehouse full of them, and been jumped on my street. Then there was the angry mob that came to my house⦠I doubted I would be so lucky as for any to make house calls again, which means I had to go looking for them.
Of course, as is the way of things, once you start looking for something you cant find it. I had peeked into every dark alley way I could find in between my house and the teen hang out, The Dancing Queen. Original no?
Well, I doubt I'm the only Vampire in the world hunting so maybe some of my prey will be stalking their prey. Where better to find nice, hot, blood that a club for teens? I couldn't think of anything so I walk in.
And then I remembered why I had never been there before. I hate people. And it looked like every teenager in the city was crammed into this one building. Kill me now, Please? On the far wall was a bar that had an equal measure of alcohol and juice. Tall chairs sat in front of it. There were some chairs lining the walls, though most room was cleared for dancing. Stairs led to a balcony section, basically floors that lined the wall and went across the room in a catwalk type of style. Railings kept people from falling but didn't inhibit their view of the dance floor. Kept on the second floor was couches and soft looking chairs, looking like a kind of musty living room.
Music boomed around me as smoke infolded me. There wasn't a live band on the stage tonight, instead it was taken up by a DJ's table. I made my way to the bar to order a drink, then I would find a nice place to watch for any suspicious action.
I finally reached the island in the ocean of paper, got right next to the bartender and yelled "Can I have a Coke?" so as to be heard over the loud din.
He poured me a coca-cola, then went on to his more interesting customers. I turned around, trying to figure out how I could wade back into the sea without spilling my drink all over me. I decided the safest place to be would have to be the second floor. I made my way up the stairs, being careful to not bump into anyone.
I finally made it to my destination, triumphant. Unfortunately, this level was almost as crowded as the one I had just left. Almost all of the good spots were taken. I decided to sit on the floor, my jeans could take whatever was stuck to the ground. I sat at the edge of the floor, my legs hanging down on either side of a pole in the railing. I sipped my coke, the cool liquid making its way down my throat.
I watched the seen below me and realized there was no way in hell this was gonna work. There was just too much going on at once. I probably wouldn't even notice if some chick was sucked dry right in front of me. My mood fell to shatter on the floor. How the hell was I supposed to be some heap-big Vampire Hunter if I couldn't even find a vampire?
I glared into my drink and then took another gulp.
"Why the sour face?" asked a voice beside me.
So intent was I on my disappointment I hadn't even noticed two people come to sit beside me. I recognized them vaguely, they had gone to my school. The girl had short black hair that had a slight wave to it, probably indicating that if she grew it out it would be extremely curly. She was wearing a purple tank top and jeans. Her feet were covered in big black boots with thin heels. She was wearing purple glasses, and had a row of earrings crawling up each ear. In the light a crystal nose stud winked.
Behind her was a boy with blonde longish shaggy hair. His eyes were a blue-gray. He was wearing torn jeans and skater shoes. His shirt was long and had a red eye and a black widow on it. He had cuff bracelets on his arms, on with a spider web the other was just black. He was taller than the girl even sitting down.
It took me a second to realize they were waiting for my answer "Nothing."
"Party wasn't what you expected?" asked the boy.
"Yeah." I said, taking another drink from my coke.
"Well maybe we can help cheer you up." the girl said smiling "My name's Morgana and this is my friend Damian. And you are?"
"Marie."
"It's nice to meet you." she said, holding her hand out.
I smiled, she's one of those people you cant do anything to but smile. We shook hands, then the boy behind her leaned over and we shook hands as well.
"So Marie, what brings you to this cesspool of teenager hormones?" Morgana asks.
"Um, just looking for something to do." I said, it wouldn't do to have me confess I had been looking for Undead to hunt.
Morgana's smile widened. "Really, You sure you weren't looking for Vampires?"
