Logan looked down at the silver band on his thumb, which had three tiny rubies in it. He was relieved that he no longer had to hide from the sun- although it was night time now. It had been only two days since he and Delilah ran away.
He felt strange- probably because he hadn't eaten food, drank water, or slept in days since he ran away with Delilah. He didn't sleep because, well… MAYBE Delilah had seduced him all seven nights and he had been too busy to sleep. She slept afterwards, though, but he remained awake- stroking her pale locks and watching her.
He also felt strange because, well, he SHOULD be sad about his brother being dead and he being gone from home. He was really upset before they boarded the train, but Delilah had pulled him aside and told him "Don't feel bad, my sweet, all will be well", and she fluttered her eyelashes and immediately Logan felt better.
Logan found that he was in love with Delilah. He thought it impossible to fall in love in such a short amount of time- less than a week- of knowing someone, yet he was sure of it.
"Logan, my sweet, which shall we take tonight?" Delilah asked as they sat atop a building, watching over people walking through the darkness of night from a party someone had.
"I'm not very hungry tonight, Lilah," Logan said.
"But if you don't eat, then how will you ever protect yourself from hunters?" Delilah pouted.
"Am I not enough now?"
"Well, you are still fragile now. You must drink up and become tough- like me. Only a wooden stake could piece me by human hands, and only in the heart will it hurt me. I have been drinking for longer than you have been alive!" Delilah said.
Logan nodded thoughtfully and looked back over the people.
"That one," he said grimly, pointing to a straying woman wandering down the alleyway beneath them in a big red dress.
"Alright," she nodded, dropping from the building right in front of the woman, landing with a skillful thud. Logan, however, landed behind her with a thud of a less professional manner.
Logan always felt bad when they fed together. They always ended up killing the person and he feared he took more than Delilah and she didn't get enough. She assured him that even if the person hadn't died of blood loss, they would have died anyway. They used their teeth, so if the person didn't die they would sleep a few days and they would have to feed them their blood and a relative's blood just to keep them from dying so they could turn into a vampire.
Tonight, though, he had a sick feeling. He knew that vampires only got sick off of bad blood, and he hadn't fed all day, so he wasn't physically ill. But he felt like something dreadful would happen tonight, so he didn't want to eat too much.
He drank a bit then sat back against the wall, waiting. Finally Delilah had drained her and noticed that Logan wasn't there.
"What's wrong, sweet?" she asked, sitting beside him. She reached over to wipe blood from his lips.
"I don't feel too well is all," he assured.
Delilah was silent before getting up and helping him up.
"Get rid of the body, dear," she said simply before starting to walk away.
"Why ME? I don't know where to take it," Logan asked gently.
"Because I'm leaving."
"Where shall I meet you?"
Delilah sighed and told him to leave the body and join her in a walk. He followed and offered his arm for her, yet she crossed her own arms and shook her head- strange.
"Logan… I must leave you tonight," she said quietly.
"Why?" Logan asked defensively.
"Because… Well,"
"I love you, though," Logan pleaded as he stopped walking and faced her. "You cannot leave me- we are a team! You are my teacher!"
"Listen to me," Delilah hissed, taking Logan aback. "All makers must leave their creations. It's the way it is. I have gotten what I need from you, now I must move on."
"Don't you love me, though?"
"Goodbye, Logan," she said quietly.
"You can't leave me, Delilah!" Logan raged.
Logan watched as she didn't smile at him or say "Goodbye, my sweet- I love you!" or hug him or say "Just kidding!". He felt like his heart was being ripped from his chest and stomped on. He felt tears falling down his cheeks as Delilah walked away- seemingly unaffected.
Had she PLAYED him this whole time? Was he just a game to her? Did she act like she loved him, only to break his heart purposefully? The only reason he was somewhat okay with leaving his family and drinking from his brother was because he knew he would be with Delilah for eternity because of it! Now Weston had a dead Mitchell and a missing Mitchell and it was all that BITCH'S fault.
"Delilah! Come BACK!" he called, finally coming to his senses and chasing after her. She turned her blonde head, her hazel eyes cold on him. "I can change! I can make it better!"
"Leave me be, Lo-" she began, but suddenly a hand was clapped over her mouth by a mysterious being and she was dragged into an alley.
"Lilah?" he whispered, waiting for her to come waltzing back out. When she didn't, he found that he HAD to make sure she was okay, no matter how angry she was at him.
So he went to the alley and sneaked his head around the corner. He wiped away his tears, stunned to see that instead of salt water, blood came back covering his fingers.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" Delilah screamed, delivering a mighty kick to a man's chest and making him stumble back.
At first, Logan thought that the man was trying to take advantage of her. But then he saw that the man bore a wooden stake and that Delilah was actually AFRAID. Not twenty minutes ago, Delilah had explained to him that the only way to kill a vampire is by a stake to the heart… This man was trying to kill his love!
Her hazel eyes flashed to Logan's dark ones.
"Logan! Come to me and join the party, my sweet!" she pleaded nervously, not looking at him as he ducked his head out of sight again. "I was only kidding! I DO love you! Come!"
The words made Logan's vulnerable heart jump as he walked into the alley.
"Logan, my sweet!" she laughed in relief as she was cornered by the man. The man turned to Logan and Delilah slipped from his grasp, trying to make a run for it and tripping.
It wasn't until that moment that Logan realized that it was a trap. She wanted the hunter to kill HIM so she could escape- like he was so disposable to her.
Logan turned and ran.
"Logan! Stay here!" Delilah called after him, snagging his wrist as he passed her. Her strength jerked him back and he faced her, tugging helplessly at her wrist as she got to her feet. "If you loved me, you would sacrifice yourself for my life!"
"Let go!" he ordered, trying relentlessly to get free.
"Don't you love me?"
Logan looked up to see the vampire hunter approaching, two wooden stakes in his hand. His heart beating a million miles a minute, Logan hissed at the hunter- something he really didn't plan to do.
"Leave me be!" he roared, bearing his fangs.
"LOGAN! You must let him kill you so I can be free!" Delilah pleaded.
"LET GO OF ME!" Logan roared, ripping from her grasp and running with all his mite- away. Anywhere but there. He crossed the street and looked back to see that the hunter wasn't after him- he had now pinned Delilah against the wall.
"LOGAN! HEEEELP MEEEEE!" Delilah screeched, reaching for him. Logan's feet, without his consent, took him running after her, desperate to save her.
He was too late. He stopped and winced as the stake was driven into Delilah's heart. Black liquid seeped from the wound and stained her dress as she stared at the hunter in shock before going limp. Logan's breaths went shaky and he slowly backed away when he watched her body hit the ground with a thud and the hunter took the ruby ring from her finger and the stake from her chest.
"See you in hell, old witch," the hunter spat to the body as he began walking away. His dark eyes met Logan's helpless ones. "And let this be a warning. If you kill people, people WILL kill back."
Logan's heart was completely and utterly broken as he sat atop a building, blood dripping from his eyes as he sobbed quietly to himself.
Delilah had used him. For what? He didn't know… Perhaps for sex, perhaps for a feeling of being loved, perhaps just for a servant. Either way, her love was only an act- in the end, she was going to leave him to be alone and helpless.
He honestly thought that whatever he had done to make her leave him, he could make it better and she would stay. She said that "All makers must leave their creations", but he didn't want that to happen. They had eternity to be in love, and he wanted to take advantage of that. So he went after her- he wanted to make it better so that she would stay. But she didn't want that.
Then she got pulled into the alley and she beckoned him in to distract the hunter. The boy she had changed and nurtured for that week was so disposable to her that she wanted the vampire hunter to kill him so that she could get away. She took advantage of his love for her… And it would have worked. Somehow, though, Logan's instincts took over and he got away with only a broken heart.
Logan didn't understand how they could spend that time together and she could act like she loved him back, only for her to readily sacrifice him for her life.
He didn't understand how this girl could change him into this monster, make him drink from her brother and leave his family, and make him fall in love with her only to leave him.
Let this be a lesson. If you kill people, people WILL kill back.
It was then that Logan vowed to never be like Delilah. Never change people for the fun of it, never use someone to get what he wanted, and never kill people because he can.
He could only hope that if he lived his life by these morals, the vampire hunters would leave him alone.
All right, dudes!
Did you guys see that coming? That Delilah's a secret bitch? Awe, man. C'mere, vamp Logan. I'll give you hugs for your broken heart. And if you wanna bite me a little, that's okay, too. I'll be your vamp minion. ;D
NOW we can start on the James part of this story! YAY!
By the way, I changed the summary a lot. There was a bunch of stuff I didn't want that was in there, but it's still the same basic idea.
Make sure to review! I'm still open to what era James should be from and what he should be like! :D