Hunting
HAYLEE
I caught two of the boys by the throat. One had red hair, and the other had blonde. They didn't look too bad, but just because they were cute didn't mean I'd spare their lives. I slammed their heads together, only hard enough to knock them out. I sank my fangs into the redheads neck. His blood tasted spicy, I would say. It seemed like only seconds before he ran dry. I sank my teeth into the blonde's neck. I couldn't suppress the moan that quietly escaped my mouth when his blood hit my lips. He was sweet, super sweet. I'd wanted more but he was dry. I dropped his body onto his buddy's. Hannah had two boys already drained at her feet. They both had black hair. I stared at the last boy.
"I can wait a little longer. Hannah, you should take him." I said, deciding she needed him more than I did. She nodded and I heard her whisper an apology. The boy nodded.
"Make it fast." I heard him plead. She nodded once more, and he bit his lip as her teeth entered his skin. She was done almost as fast as she'd started. That was one thing about Hannah, she always kept her promises. She dropped the brown haired boy onto the pile with the others. Jamie opened his bag and pulled out some lighter fluid and a box of matches. He poured just a drop on each boy, and Jacob pulled out a lighter. Jamie lit two of the boys and so did Jacob. The fifth, the brown haired boy Hannah'd just drained, caught fire on his own. The pile burned, and we got out of the alley. I thought to myself the kill count.
Jamie: 0
Jacob: 0
Me: 2
Hannah: 3
We kept walking until we turned into a sleazy looking motel. I saw a few girls outside of it, some were smoking, some drinking, and others either getting into cars or already drunk and giggling with a tall man. It crossed my mind that it was a pimp, one of his employees was giggling, and others were leaving with their clients or going to 'work' from their 'offices'.
"Oh hell no." I said, backing up. "Uh-uh. Haylee don't do prostitutes."
Jamie rolled his eyes, and grabbed my hand, dragging me.
"I need two hoes- I mean prostitutes, and you two pimps." Jacob said, the way he put it sounded like he was ordering from a fast food restaurant- wait. Technically, this was vampire fast food. Score 1 for Jacob.
"'Ight." One of the pimps said, eyeing me down, and biting his lip. I looked down and saw that my skirt was really short, and my shirt was showing more cleavage than I'd wanted. I'd forgotten my jacket at the mansion. One of the whores, a blonde, stepped up and traced her finger on Jamie's stomach, grinning. For some reason, I wanted to sink my fangs into her just for touching him. I didn't know why though. I didn't like him, did I? I shook Jamie out of my head. I looked over and saw a black haired girl with her arms around Jacobs neck, giggling while he slowly and lightly nibbled on her ear. I smelt her blood, she was sweet, and he was trying his hardest to hold back. The other pimp was talking with Hannah, and I realized he was offering her a job. I clenched my teeth and was about to pounce until I felt a sting on my butt.
I turned and saw Jamie pimp-slap the pimp. Then it clicked to me. The pimp had slapped my ass. I yanked him behind the motel, and he thought he was going to get lucky. His hands reached for my sides, and I allowed him that much. My lips moved to his neck, and I felt him shudder, then instantly I covered his mouth blocking the scream that he so desperately wanted to be heard. I'd sucked him dry, and not in the way he would have liked. His blood tasted bitter and I gagged at the after taste. I walked back around to find Jamie, Jacob and Hannah waiting for me. I'd taken longer because it was hard to drink his blood without puking. Jamie rushed to my side and checked me. he unbuttoned his red shirt, revealing a white tee-shirt. He placed his red long sleeved shirt around me, and allowed me to slide my arms through.
He buttoned the shirt for me. I'd noticed Hannah was wearing Jacobs bright yellow Northface, and she was blushing. The air had gotten really cold, not that it bothered me as much, and before long it wouldn't bother me at all, hopefully. Jacob was looking me over, as did Jamie.
"You O.K?" Jamie asked, concerned. I nodded. "He didn't touch you anywhere, did he?"
"No, he just grabbed my waist right before I sank my teeth into him." I said.
Jamie unbuttoned the shirt and lifted up my black spaghetti strap a little. I felt my cheeks heat up a little. He examined my sides, finally satisfied when he noticed that I didn't have any red marks. He then did something that surprised me. He pulled me into a tight hug, and I hugged back.
"Don't leave our sight like that again. He could have retaliated and destroyed you." He said, I chuckled a little, pulling back. "What?"
"A human destroying a vampire?" I laughed.
"Yeah, it's happened before. Two years ago, to Damien's younger sister as a matter of fact. She was fourteen" Jacob answered. I felt the smile leave my face. Was that why he was so protective of Hannah and me? He said he'd grown fond of us. Was it because we were the same age as she was? Was it because he didn't want to go through the same type of loss again?
"While you were gone," Hannah said, changing the subject and pulling me away from my thoughts, "I reached my kill limit. Jacob has, too. Jamie needs three more and you need two."
I nodded my head. We burned all of the dead and drained out humans and left. We went to a beach and found a young girl. She was sobbing. I walked up to her and sat down beside her. She looked at me.
"You-" She began, shakily, "I believe in what you are. Go ahead, kill me. Please."
"How'd you know?" I asked, tensing.
"I can smell the blood on you. I can hear how tense you are." She said.
I nodded my head.
"So- you want me to kill you?" I asked, shocked.
"Yes." She replied, moving her long wavy brown hair revealing her neck.
"For what it's worth, your blood smells sweet, and very delicious." I said, I saw a small grin on her lips just before I bit into her neck. Soon, she was drained. This definitively made up for the disgusting, bitter pimp. We set her body to flames, as well and left. We were walking on the side of the highway, near the woods. I heard giggling. I made a fast break for it. I saw a boy and a girl, holding hands. They both had brown hair. Jamie looked at me.
"You take the boy. He has more blood supply and he smells sweeter." I looked at him in surprise.
"Why?" I asked.
"I don't know, I'm not the blood king." He replied.
"No- why are you giving the fresher blood to me?" I asked, clearer this time. He shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know." He said, his body changing into a hunter. I followed his example and we pounced on our targets. I had drained the boy and he drained the girl. We'd reached our limit. We lit them on fire, after pouring water everywhere around the area. That would stop a wildfire until it burned out. We'd ran back to the mansion in silence. After about half an hour, we'd made it home. Damien was packing away some bags filled with gooey red liquid. It looked like blood.
"Where'd you get the blood?" Jamie asked.
"You didn't break the rule, did you?" Jacob asked.
"No, idiots," Damien smiled, showing that he was playing around, "we don't have a limit to killing animals."
I'd forgotten all about animals. I still wasn't filled yet. The pimps blood wasn't satisfying at all. I stared longingly at the blood. He tossed one to me. I caught it, surprised.
"I know you hate me, but that's fine. I'm not gonna let you starve. You must have had bitter blood tonight- you don't have to answer if you don't want to." He said quickly. He turned to walk up the stairs.
"Thank you." I said, silently, but loud enough for him to hear. He smiled, looking down at me.
"Any time. If you need anything else, you or Hannah, just ask, alright?" He said.
"Alright." Hannah replied, following my lead. His smile widened and he disappeared up the stairs. I sank my teeth into the bag and sucked it, slowly. We all walked into the living room silently, the other four grabbing bags, too. We were watching a movie when I finished my bag, and fell asleep. I woke up the next morning, on the couch. I saw Damien, already awake watching the door.
"It was my turn to watch." He said, silently. I got up and walked into the kitchen. The refrigerator overflowed with bags of blood. I grabbed two and walked back into the living room, giving one to Damien.
"Morning." I said, quietly.
"Morning to you, too. Did you sleep O.K?" He asked, not taking his eyes off of the door.
I nodded my head.
"Yeah, are you waiting for someone?" I asked.
"Actually, yes. You're brother is coming and he's just found out about the change. He isn't too happy but he's glad that you're fast learners." He said.
Mason was coming by to see us?
"Jamie said that the Newborns always stayed with him. Is that true?" I asked.
"Yes, actually. In the shed you weren't allowed to go into. You would have been killed. All newborns are ready to go into a frenzy when they first awake into their new life." He chuckled, and I remembered. The first night I woke up, I wanted blood. Damien had to bring me five cups, 3 bags and 4 small rabbits. Even then I wasn't satisfied. I silently nodded, and walked up the stairs. The paint in my room was dry. The black marble floor was cold as I walked on it barefooted. I had assembled my bed and put it in the center and against the wall to the right of my door. My mirror dresser was on the opposite side, my bed facing it. I moved my huge regular dresser on the empty wall, which was also where the closet had been. I put my table by my bed and sat my lamp on it. I put my lime green run on the floor, and made my bed with my new sheets.
I hung a few pictures on the wall. Soon I heard a knock on the door downstairs and hope filled my body.
"Mason." I whispered to myself, as I dashed downstairs and into the arms of my older brother. He hugged me tight, and I hugged him back. He ruffled my platinum blond hair, and smiled at me.
"Haylee, wow. It hasn't even been two days and I've been worried sick about the two of you!" He smiled, including Hannah. Soon Hannah was awake and we talked. He left before anyone else woke up.
Three weeks passed and there was a knock on the door. I'd been practicing my talent, so I opened the door with my mind. Damien walked in.
"Good job!" He said.
"Yeah it helps that I'm lazy." I replied, biting into a blood bag. I turned to see the new recruits. Three girls and three guys, six in all.
"Think they'll do?" He asked.
"Maybe." I replied. I was the only one home until now and I was just grateful that Damien was here.
One of the girls stepped up. She had bleach blonde hair and bright purple- yes purple- eyes. She was wearing a pink tank top and blue jeans with brown cowboy boots.
"My name's Karla." She said, her purple eyes looking around. I nodded.
"Any talent?" I asked.
"I can erase minds." She said. Pretty useful. "Don't worry, though. I wouldn't try it on my own coven."
I nodded, and another girl stepped up. She had raven black hair and navy blue eyes with small white specks. She was wearing a black leather jacket, a white shirt, black skinny jeans and black ankle boots.
"My name's Zoe." She said, staring at me. "I don't have a talent, but i'm smart."
"Even that's a talent. I say this because there's a certain vampire, not saying names but Taylor, that doesn't possess even that." I spat, sucking more blood from my bag. She cracked a smile. The next person in line was a brunette girl with silver eyes. She was wearing a baby blue sweater, and dark blue skinny jeans. She also had on navy blue TOMS.
"My name is Paisley."She said. "My talent is persuasion."
I nodded, that's an O.K talent.
The boys then began to step forward. The first had brown hair and pale green eyes, a shade darker than what mine use to be. He was wearing a white tee shirt and jeans with red converse.
"My name's Kent, I don't have a talent." He said, causing me to nod. The next boy had blonde hair. He also had orange eyes, they were faint, but they were orange. He was wearing a black hoodie and black jeans with black converse.
"My name's Erik." He said. "I have the talent to see past shields."
I didn't understand it, but I nodded anyway. The last kid stepped up. He had pale red hair and bright hazel eyes, kind of like the other twins. He was wearing a black Northface and jeans with blue converse.
"My name's Lane. I have the talent to shield mine and other's thoughts." He said. That was pretty good.
"O.K," I said, noticing Damien hadn't spoken. I looked around and couldn't find him. "Uh- where'd he go?"
"He said he'd be back before hunting time." The girl with brown hair, Paisley, said. I growled.
"That bitch left me to babysit the newborns? He's so dead when he gets back." I said through clenched teeth.
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