Darren P.O.V.
I watched helplessly as Steve dragged Vanessa away. When I could see them or hear their footsteps, I sighed and stood up, stretching out my sore limbs. I walked over to the gravestone where Vanessa had laid my stuff next to and picked it up. The monster was suddenly a foot or two in front of me then. I frowned and stood up on top of the gravestone, getting one last look at my home.
"It will get easier in time, Darren. Give it a few decades at most." He said softly. I sighed. "Is it easier for you know." I asked. "Yes, for the most part." He said. I nodded. "Is it easy for Vanessa?" I asked again.
No answer.
I turned around and looked at him. He had a kind of depressed look on his face. "I do not know. I believe she is used to it but she does not like it. It will be especially be hard for her now that she has fallen for a human." He said.
He looked up. "Do not worry about her, she knows what she is doing." He said, jerking his head in the direction of the trees that Vann had vanished through. I frowned. "How'd you know?" I asked. He sighed. "I may be old but I am far from deaf, Darren." He said. "Oh, right." I said stupidly.
He rolled his eyes. "Jump onto my back, sunrise approaches and we must find somewhere to stay." He said. I nodded and jumped on his back. He started running faster and faster until it seemed as though the world was just spinning faster under his feet…
Vanessa P.O.V.
I arrived to the location that Darren had sent me around sunset; I hadn't had blood in awhile so I didn't have the energy to flit. It was an old barn. I smiled. My mentor and I would drop by this place often. I walked closer, cracked the door open and peaked inside. Darren was curled up in a corner asleep. I smiled weakly. He looked so innocent.
"Good morning, Vanessa." A soft voice said. I walked into the barn and sat on a pile of hay. "Morning, Larten." I yawned. He came and sat at my feet. "You need blood." He stated. I nodded. "Only there's not a human in sight and I don't want to drink from an animal, it doesn't taste quite right." I said, starting to fall asleep. He patted my leg, trying to keep me from falling asleep. I groaned.
"Stop being annoying! It's too early." I muttered, trying to bury myself in the hay. He rolled his eyes and pulled me up. I glared. He rolled up his sleeve and put his bare am in front of me. My mouth began to water as I stared at the veins. I shook my head slowly. "It wouldn't be right for me to drink from my mentor." I muttered. He sighed. "Vanessa, you are getting pale and weak: you need blood. Now drink up." he said, making a small cut on his arm.
At the first sight of blood, my body took over my mind. I yanked his arm to my mouth and drank the juicy red liquid. I froze when I heard a gasp. Our heads snapped to the direction of the gasp to see a gaping Darren. Mr. Crepsley took his arm away from me and rubbed his spit on it. I wiped my mouth, never taking my eyes of Darren's.
"What the heck are you doing?" he finally shouted. I didn't know what to say. "She was drinking, something you will be doing soon." My mentor said. Darren's eyes practically popped out of his head. "I have to drink from a vampire?" he cried, confused and worried. I laughed then. "No way! You can't handle it." I said, still laughing. He frowned. "Why not? You can." He stated. I smirked. "Because I'm different. I thought you would've known by now you little dork." I giggled. He rolled his eyes.
I yawned. "Where's my iPod?" I asked after not finding it in my bag. Darren flushed sheepishly and tossed me a shiny object. My Pod. I frowned. He shrugged. I sighed and stretched. "Come on, Darren. Time for some training." I said, walking outside. He followed. I took the headphones out of my iPod and played a pumping song, the kind that gets you all riled up. Darren frowned.
"What the heck is that?" he asked. I rolled my eyes. "Papa Roach." I said, pulling out a switchblade. Darren looked worried. Then I lunged. He ducked out of the way, which was okay because I was aiming for the figure behind him. Mr. Crepsley flipped backwards, pulling out a blade of his own. "Was it necessary to scare him?" he asked, making a lunge.
I smirked, flipped to the side, flinging ninja stars at him. I landed in a feline position and smiled. "Was just having a little fun." I said as he pulled a star off his cloak. Then my iPod died. I froze. Crap… Mr. Crepsley grinned and lurched forward; I rolled to the side and jumped into a tree. He laughed. "Vanessa, I have warned you about depending on music to fight." He said. I frowned.
"I know, I just can't do it." I muttered, jumping out of the tree as he put his blade back into his coat. He sighed and went off to talk to Darren and teach him. Darren frowned. "Why doesn't she have to come?" he complained. Mr. Crepsley flicked him. "Because Vanessa already knows her history." He said. Darren groaned and went along with it.
I smiled sadly. Poor kid, if only he knew what his history will be…