Ok, sos heres the second installment of my story… an thered better be praise! glares at a certain person-who-knows-who-they-are-and-who-will-be-cyber-harmed-if- there-is-no-praise-or-a-review
Get it, got it? Good. Lol…. Please review….
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" Hello, girlie." The voice breathed into her ear, "How are you doing this fine evening?"
Unwillingly, she found her eyes opening to meet with the scarlet eyes of a vampyre.
" I… um…. er… hello?" She stammered, trying vainly to unlock her eyes from the scarlet gaze.
"Whats the matter?" The vampyres' tongue flicked out to graze her porcelain neck, " Cat got your tongue?"
She made a wet, choking sound and he smiled, two shining daggers in his mouth. Her gaze was drawn to them, the sharp jaggedness of each point enticing her in some perverse fascination.
" Rowlan."
The other vampyre had spoken… or had he? All she could focus on was those white, shining teeth.
"Rowlan, she's the answer."
The mouth was closed now, in a snarl. Rowlan didn't like to be distracted from his prey. She could focus now, on the other one. He was younger, she didn't know how she knew but she did. He smiled at her, yet the action lent her no warmth.
" She could be the one. She looks pretty, young…. exactly what he requested."
She didn't like the sound of this, forcing herself to speak; she summed up as much courage as she possessed, " My father…" the courage deflated as soon as the eyes of both the vampyres looked at her. She cleared her throat, " My father will give you a rich reward for… finding me. And… um…. bringing me back to the castle." She threw the last sentence in hopefully.
Their laughter dashed that hope.
A small whimper reminded her of the little doll that lay underneath her. A sharp jab silenced the noise, but it was too late.
"What was that?" Rowlan asked, a spark of interest igniting his eyes.
" Nothing." She said quickly.
"Mione!" A small voice insisted on being heard, " Get offa me!"
She clenched her teeth and tried to make herself as wide as possible to cover the squirming body.
Her upper arm was clenched by the youngest of the two and she was dragged off her sister.
" Well, well. What do we have hear?" Rowan asked slowly, maliciousness etched on every line of his face.
She swallowed, lurched forward and shrieked, " Run, Luna!"
The younger vampire swung her around so they were face to face and she could hear the laughter of Rowlan and the sobbing of her sister.
His voice was soft, dangerous, " You shouldn't have done that, princess."
Princess? But how did he…
" How did I know?" He finished for her, ignoring her look of surprise, " I didn't, but your reaction told me everything. Besides, you're the one we were looking for. Lucky you." A small laugh escaped his lips. Such red, full lips. On her neck, with the daggers piercing her skin…
No! She pulled herself out of such thought. Her eye widened in horror. The sobbing had stopped. Rowlan was beside her, wiping crimson streaks from around his mouth….
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Yeah, I know. Another cliffy… but I have to go now… review and might consider adding another chappie in the next couple of days instead of waiting till next week….