Eva grunted, and crawled to her knees. The blackened heaps of rubble around her walled her in, and the night had fully set in now. It was dark, and the vampires where beginning to truly awaken.
A loud roar of anger in the distance startled her; it rose above the pained wails of the injured. Eva looked round frantically for her savoir, and her heart froze when she saw him crouched near her, fangs fully extended and eyes hungrily on her.
"You smell delicious," crooned Russell Edgington, shifting towards her slightly.
Eva backed away slightly, but she knew in her heart the moment he attacked she was done for. She was bleeding and broken and even if she was at peak physical health, she'd never escape a hungry vampire on her own.
"What do you want from me?" she sobbed, trying to delay her death.
"I don't want anything from you, I want you," he hissed creepily.
"Why! Why does everyone want me? What am I that makes me so special?"
Russell infuriatingly ignored her question, but began stalking her, his hands shaking in temptation.
"I don't want to kill you." He said it as if he was trying to hold himself back, rather than address Eva.
"Then don't!" she cried exasperated. In her frantic swirling brain she suddenly mentally commented that he somewhat resembled a weasel. She was amazed at herself for making light-hearted physical comparisons at a time like this. Maybe an otter, she then added.
His self restraint gave way, and quicker than lighting he pounced. Eva shrieked but her voice was lost among the chorus of everyone else in pain.
His teeth bit down hard and savagely into her neck, and Eva yelped as the sheer pain took over all her senses. He fed on her barbarically, moaning happily as if he were engaging in a different activity…
Then he had disappeared, and Eva was alone with her pain and the gaping gash in the nape of her neck. She screamed hysterically in the pain, while looking round for the reason her attacker was thrown of her. Which is when she spotted him crouched over a different figure.
"No!" Eva screeched, as Russell Edgington kicked Lucio with a force that sent him spiralling several metres back. Lucio had heard her, Lucio had finally reached her, and it was Lucio that bravely tackled a vampire that was centuries his senior of Eva.
Russell turned back to Eva with a malicious smile on his face, and her blood smeared savagely round his mouth. She could just about make out the stains and gleam of his teeth in the night time. Then he sprang again.
Lucio jumped him mid air, and the pair went crashing down into the rubble. Eva shrieked and, despite her body crying in pain and the physical weakness she felt, flung herself towards the rubble calling Lucio's name.
Lucio was thrown again, violently and forcefully and hit Eva on his ascension into the air out of the rubble. The pair of them rocketed back, and Lucio landed heavily on Eva. She could tell he'd smelled her blood, and it was all he could do to ignore it and go on throwing the King of Mississippi back.
Russell Edgington came flying out the rubble heap, arms extended and fingers poised like claws to rip into Lucio's throat. Lucio rolled of Eva, and in his swift roll, grabbed her. He pulled her away and Russell landed where she lay not two seconds ago.
Lucio positioned himself in front of Eva, crouched and fangs bared.
"You will not harm her," he hissed.
Russell Edgington just smiled, and looked down on him as a cat would a mouse.
"I am older than you can imagine, and could rip you limb from limb at the bat of an eyelid." Eva winced at this, hot tears streaking down her face rapidly. "Step aside boy, you are an ineffective defence and will be a martyr for her life."
Eva flung her arms round Lucio's neck and buried her head in his neck.
"Leave, don't die stupidly," she whispered.
"No," he retorted passionately to the pair of them.
"I'll be fine," Eva lied.
Lucio didn't move, he just increased the tension in his stance, leaning forward and straightening his back.
The King of Mississippi took this on board, and true to his word, in a bat of an eye sprang forward on Lucio. He kicked him sideways, and jumped on his, bringing his fangs down on Lucio's shoulder like a guillotine.
Lucio grunted in pain, and kicked him off, but Russell Edgington was much stronger and older. He had Lucio tackled again before he could stand up. Blood poured from Lucio's shoulder, spreading on his ripped and slightly blackened in places white blouse.
Eva screamed harder than she ever imagined she would, as the King dug his fangs into Lucio's chest.
This was the part where someone always interjected, someone always heard her screams. There was also someone in the nick of time, the bloody occurrences never happened. Things always nearly happened, but now it was really taking place. Right before Eva's eyes, Lucio shook and bled in front of her eyes as the King of Mississippi toyed with him.
Then her prayers we're answered and a low rumbling snarl sounded from behind her. Before Eva could turn round to see who it was, the savoir leapt over her head.
Victor Madden dove into action to save his vampire child.