...towards the well lit road that I had left behind upon entering the park, now that I had decided on a plan of action I had to hope for two things, which if either were wrong... well let's just say the results would be a)rather messy and b)rather bad for me. One was a thought out decision the other relied completely on luck, you see vampires were believed myths, due to this I assumed they went to some length to avoid detection, the 2nd was that if there were witnesses, let's say 5 or more then she wouldn't attack me when she regained her sight.

Naturally I forgot to take into account that the average snail could outrun me but somehow I made it, and nearly ran straight in front of a bus.

Ok, so I look around and by some stroke of luck or chaos theory there is a group of 30 or so people the other side of the road. Perfect! I turned around peering into the oily darkness from which I had just escaped, she was still there, glaring at me from out of the gloom, I raised a hand and waved to annoy her.

And that's when the adrenaline ran out. Suddenly my chest felt as though someone had pierced it with a hot poker and my breathe came in short unsteady gasps. Ironic really. Now no longer in immediate danger I was no longer able to function, I tried to walk but each step jolted my cracked rib, at this rate I'd probably bleed to death internally.

The group, one of them might have a mobile, I tried to move towards them, then stopped. I recognised them, a more loutish, violent group of thugs I would be hard pushed to find, and they would have loved a chance to fight me, particularly in my weakened condition. I was honestly safer with the vampire.

Recap, I was at this point barely able to move and probably bleeding internally, walking towards me was a group of thugs who would more than likely beat me to death, to my left was a creature which was quite literally after my blood.

I beckoned towards Lucile, (no I hadn't lost it) if I could bluff well enough then I might make it through this latest dilemma, sadly I was never good at poker.

Lucile walked towards me, not even attempting to hide her curiosity.

"I know for a fact your going to follow me, and I am going to stay in sight of multiple witnesses the whole way so the least you could do is help me get home."accusational

"You injured me!" she sounded utterly incredulous, very angry and even slightly.

"Well that's what you get for playing with your food." She huffed.

"How did you know?"

"Let's see, you cracked a brick wall and I only have a single broken rib from your attack, you moved completely out of my line of sight in the time it took me to blink, your reflexes are such that you could have stopped any blow I attempted, do you want me to continue?" I made a point of adding as much sarcasm per syllable as possible, probably not wise considering my life depended on her decision (again ironic my life depends on someone who less than 2 minutes ago tried to kill me).

"Ok. Ok. Ok, I get the picture."

"are all vampires so... stereotypical?" I asked curiously

"some but not most"

"so hate to press the issue here, but are you going to help me out here?" I restrained myself from nervously glancing at the approaching, drunken mob.

She sighed before saying "I will, but give me half a chance and your going to be a few pints short"

"I suspected as much" I put an arm round her neck to support my injured side.

She leaned towards me as if to kiss me "sure I can't change your mind" her breath was floral, I could detect both mint and rose, also something coppery. I was about to say no when it hit me, blood thats what the coppery smell was.

"absolutely certain." I replied. She moved away then place an arm under my own then around my back helping to support my weight.

An hour later...

By luck more than judgement I was still alive. I had spent the past hour both quizzing and being quizzed by my non-human acquaintance, on both sides of the line the questions were tactical and I now know at the time of writing entirely honest.

My questions were mainly on the subject of vampires themselves.

I now knew that vampires were not harmed by light but had to avoid direct sunlight, both running water and stakes were pure myth, and the two myths I had casually dismissed as purest nonsense and propaganda the crucifix and holy water, and garlic, well my suspicion it was just that the smell was overpowering for even the non-supernatural which put them off, no actual deterrent for a hunting vampire.

Lucile now knew my weekly schedule, my grading in martial arts and any other such skills, fortunately she didn't ask anything about my knowledge of maths and science – cryptic though this sounds it will soon become obviously important.

As we started up the round my house was on I turned and stopped.

"This is as far as your going!"

"You'll never make it" she sounded almost insulted!

"I will because I must, but I don't care if a nuclear war breaks out overhead you are too much of a risk to my life to let you have such information." I was utterly vehement on this.

"Look around you, no witnesses, if I still only wanted to kill you, you'd be dead!" sadly I noticed she was right, the witnesses I'd been relying on to keep me alive were gone.

"why the sudden change of heart?" I started backing away, doing my best to ignore my aching torso as I prepared to turn and run.

"your not a vampire, that makes you useful ." now we were talking my language, probability, facts, variables from my point of view this could prove very useful for me as well.

"Useful in what way?"

"Bait!" the way she said it sent shivers down my spine as the implications nearly short circuited my brain.

"And if I refuse?"

"Look around." She continued after an appropriately dramatic pause, "lunch!" she flashed her teeth as she said it.

Damned either way then, I ran adrenaline kicking in within seconds dulling the throb from my chest, knowing in my mind that I wouldn't work but not willing to give up hope.

I almost made it, or so it seemed, I'd got halfway when she caught me, I never got close to making it in reality. She knocked me to the floor and pinned me one hand applying pressure to the small of my back, I sighed utterly defeated. She knelt whilst still applying pressure to my back and then put her face in front of mine, she looked irritated.

"One last chance to live, do you accept?" she hissed the words almost spitting them.

"Yes" I sounded quite small as I said the words. My reasoning was long the lines of 'if I'm going to be damned I might as well be alive for it.

"Gooooood" she crooned, I rolled my eyes.

"Can you let me up?"

She released me. "you know most humans would either have started babbling nonsense or try and run of screaming by now." She remarked.

"I hope this deal will not be one-sided." I said through gritted teeth

"Of course not, you get to live."

I let it go.

"I can get home on my own then."

I stormed off knowing full well she was watching my every move.

I slept with a bottle of concentrated hydrochloric acid under my pillow that night.

The dreaded author's note: I know it's rubbish, but plz review to say how it's rubbish, also this actually reflects what I believe I would think under such circumstances

Also any scientific processes or chemicals can be used as said