AN: Hello readers who never seem to be there. This is chapter two. I hope that more of you people enjoy seeing as not a single one of you have yet. So would you all be so kind as to actually read this story and actually review it for me please? What do you people have against vampires and the supernatural anyway?!(cries uncontrolablly)
Disclaimer: Don't own anything but my vampires.
Chapter 2
Nightmare's POV
Fear. I can smell their delicious fear. It surrounds them like a swarm of gnats, feeding off of them and their delicious scent. I feel my fangs extend and my lips curl back to expose them to the moonlight and let them gleam in its glow. I feel my lips form a deep frown. Though I may be a vampire not all of us enjoy killing our prey even when the blood takes over. I only kill on the most dire of circumstances when there is no other choice. Now is not one of those times, but that doesn't mean I will just let him walk away, no I'm still thirsty, I want to play.
I step even closer to them as they scramble backwards trying to get as far away from me as possible. Three get to their feet but the one who started this whole thing is still on the ground, winded. Good, he's the one I want.
He tries to get away but I just grab him by his neck and picking him up right off the ground, making him dangle a few inches above it.(Nightmare is about his height.) He starts to choke struggling to break free from my grasp. How pathetic. He continues to struggle and I through him again with a flick off my wrist sending him into a black GMC pickup truck, denting the metal badly as the boy screams in pain as his ribs crack from the force of the blow.
I hesitate, there is something unnatural about the truck. I felt it when it was under my touch, but my hunger pushes me on despite this unknown threat. I walk up to him and pick him up again before throwing him again into a tree, but not nearly as hard as I had before. He landed with a hard thump and crumpled to the ground, unmoving. I walk up to him again and haul him up again, moving his neck so I get a clean shot at his neck. Taking a deep breath, I plunged my fangs into his soft flesh as he let out an agonizing scream.
Ironhide's POV
What the pit is that human doing! A dull throbbing was coming from when I had had my side crushed from the force of the humans impact and I was watching as the human sunk her sharp, fanged dental plates into Trent's neck and listened to his agonized scream of pain, as the female began to suck. I took a quick scan and realized that she was draining Trent of his 'blood' as the humans called it.
Quickly activating my holoform I appeared next to my alt. mode. I took a few steps towards the female and she swung her cranial unit around to look at me, making me stop in my tracks and stare. Being in a ongoing war for millions of years had lead me to see many things that still haunt me to this day, but this one as humans say, takes the cake.
Her optics appeared to be glowing a deep blood red and her pupils were just tiny pinpricks in the center and rivaled any Decepticons . Her lips were stained red also as were her dental plates as blood ran down her chin. It was one of the most horrifying things I have ever seen.
She dropped Trent and turned to look at me fully. Taking a scan of Trent I was relieved to find he was still alive, just unconcious. Bringing my attention back to the girl I saw her wipe away the blood with one of her fingers before sticking the digit into her mouth, sucking it slightly before pulling it back out and licking her lips. A frown comes over her face as she stares at me.
I grind my dental plates together and continue to walk towards the human, female, what ever she is, but stop when she puts her hand up as she spoke.
"Who are you?"
Nightmare's POV
Where did this human come from? Wait, I can't see or hear the blood rushing through his veins. Is he a demon? No he can't be, I don't sense a demonic aura around him. So then what is he.
I had been enjoying my meal when I felt a presence behind me, which surprised me since there shouldn't be anyone else in the immediate area and I would have heard a truck or anyone else arrive and gotten out of here. When I turned my head around to see who it was and stopped.
There was a man about my age,( not the real age just the apparent age) who looked a lot like me to. He was about 4in. taller than me with short black hair. black short sleeved shirt, black army pants, black army boots, and slightly tanned skin. But what really caught my eyes were his eyes.
They looked as if they were pools of electricity frozen in ice. I couldn't help myself from staring. All the years that I have walked this Earth I have never even seen eyes come remotely close to what this guys eyes looked like. It was totally foreign to me and I could tell that my eyes were not as foreign to him as his were to me. He must be a hunter, only they are used to our eyes as much as our own kind.
I see the disgust flash through his eyes as I wipe away the blood and lap it up. He must not have been a hunter for very long. But wait, if he's a hunter, where are his weapons? Hunters usually attack us by know, they aren't meant for their patience to talk before they attempt to kill us.
He starts to walk over before I raise my arm to halt him.
"Who are you?" I ask. He looks right at me before speaking.
"My name is Ironhide," then out of his back pocket he brings out a pair of handcuffs. " and you are under arrest for attempted murder to Trent." (Does anyone know his last name?)
My mouth falls open in shock. This guy actually thinks he can stop me with just a pair of handcuffs. Yeah there is no way that this guy is a hunter, but wait, then why is he so used to my eyes? I couldn't help it when fits of giggles threatened to break free from my lips that I tried to cover up with my hands but that plan went down the drain really fast as the giggles blew up into full blown laughter. I couldn't help it this guy was funny!
Third Person POV
The woman laughed for a few minutes before she was able to control her laughter and brought it down to a few giggles. Ironhide couldn't believe what his eyes. He was threatening this person with arrest, and she was laughing at him! What was wrong with human females? After giggling for a few more seconds, before she was able to speak.
"Well then, Ironhide, interesting name. My name," she said while bowing low, making her hair graze the ground. " is Nightmare." She said standing back up. "At your service." she finished with a smirk on her face. Ironhide rose one of his eyebrows. He had never heard of a human named Nightmare before. That couldn't possibly be her real name, it had to be an alias.
Sighing he walked up to Nightmare right as she burst into another fit of uncontrollable laughter and snapped one of her wrists quickly silencing her laughter into quite snicker, and he gasped in surprise as another suddenly cold feeling came over him while he was still holding onto her wrist. Regaining his composure he quickly hid his surprise at the sudden feeling and moved on to her other wrist mentally cringing as another wave came over him before slapping on the other cuff.
"Exactly what is so funny about going to jail for attempted murder?" askied an irratated Ironhide but fell silent as Nightmare threw her hands over his head and jumped behind his back, choking him with her bound hands. Of course he didn't have to breath but the gesture was one to make him stop all movement from shock.
"Well Ironhide, I'll tell you why I'm laughing." she said as grazed her fangs against his neck making him shiver. "I'm laughing because you actually think that you can beat someone who's already dead." she said as the energon in Ironhide's systems froze.
AN: I know it's a crappy ending but just bare with me here people. The rest of it is on the way! Now will one of you people PLEASE read this story and tell me what you think? Thank you for your time those who choose to actually read this story. Also if you do read this story check out my other one Luna Lupine.
