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Chapter 3: Vampire
The sickening noise of flesh being ripped triggered a chill up my spine, eventually spreading throughout my body; a chill as nasty the sound. I hear the gurgling and a sigh of pleasure. A thick iron smell already tinged the stuffy air. I did not dare turn around, or I should say, couldn't. I was like a deer caught in headlights, utterly frozen.
Deep down, I knew I was going to have to turn around eventually, and I also knew that the boy was most likely dead. So, very slowly, I turn around. A tall Vampire was holding the boy by the back of his neck; god, his neck. A whole chunk-pretty much the whole left side of his neck-was gone. Blood gushing out and clearly seen tendons dangling.
He gurgled once more, before his whole head just slumped sideways in a disturbing manner. The Vampire grinned at me, blood coating his canines and lips. Those fangs glittered in the darkness, like his bright orange eyes. His black hair was both shaggy and curly. And, like most Vampires, have a pretty ivory skin tone.
"Nothing like fresh blood, eh?" His grin was twisted and he dropped the boy. The boy's head even bounced a bit from the impact of hitting the floor. My stomach squeezed in on itself, almost triggering my gag reflex. My heart pounding against my chest, like it's trying to escape. Vampire cocked his head to the side; his grin turning into a soft smile.
A smile that's meant to put a child at ease. I am not a child-I'm also not stupid,-so to me this smile was odd on his face; not natural at all. "Little boy, have you seen a tall gray haired man hanging around?" He asked, approaching just a few inches closer. I'm pleased to know that he truly thinks I'm a boy, and dismayed to know that he's looking for Kakashi. Where is Kakashi anyways?
I don't say anything and kept my face stoic, despite the fear coursing through me. I should be hyperventilating, but I was dangerously calm, and the adrenaline was low, but active. Have I finally mastered rule number two, or am I just in shock due to witnessing the boy's death? "Cat got your tongue?" He was teasing. I curl my lip at him, just a little.
He looks amused, and moves closer…and closer…and then…I lunge at him, my knife already in hand. I thrust my whole arm forward, catching him off guard, and the knife pierced through his chest, into where the heart is placed at. The Vampire inhaled sharply, as if taking his first breath for the first. His hand immediately flied up to the knife; black blood seeping out of the wound, coating his hand. He falls backward, letting out a choked noise.
I look around frantically, for something sharp enough and long enough to sever the head. "Shit." I curse, finding absolutely nothing. So, I do the most sensible thing; I run, as fast as I can, jumping over boxes and dodging any wayward objects. Making it to the front, I see the counter off to the side and hop over, crouching down. My hand touched something wet and sticky.
It was blood; not actually fresh, but fresh enough, to leave an unpleasant smell. Just beside me, was the other Raider, dead and the source of the blood. Realization hit; Vampires already knew about the meeting. They had been waiting, most likely from the beginning, Angry questions start popping up in my head.
We should have left sooner, so why the hell didn't we? Because it wouldn't have mattered even if we had; they would have ambushed us just as fast. Where the hell was Kakashi? Was he attacked? "Rule number four, always trust your mentor." I murmured.
Kakashi is probably fine. Me on the other hand may not be fine, if I continue to just sit here and hide. A weapon was what I needed; damn, I just realized I left my knife back in the Vampire's heart. Again, I feel frantic as I look around. I even search the Raider's corpse, finding nothing.
What is with theses Raiders? Why hadn't they been more prepared? I peek over the counter and saw…holy crap; a wooden sword, placed on a mantel, hanging on the side wall. Even though it was made of wood, I could tell it was sharp. With the right force, it can be broken, yet it seems thick.
I hop over the counter, heading straight for it. A hiss rings through the air, and next thing I know, my own knife came sailing at me, at an unholy speed. I barely duck in time. The knife pierced my hood, forcing me back, pinning me to the wall. My hair color revealed and my face is no longer obscured. I grunted as I twisted and jerk myself forward.
The knife didn't even budge from its spot. In fact, all you can see is the hilt; the blade was deep in the wall, like a person neck deep in cement. The Vampire-very ticked off now-strides toward me. "Little brat," he seethes, then looks surprised. "Ah, you're a girl, and with pink hair, how cute." His grin was unsettling.
I struggle harder and fail, so I try reaching for the sword instead; my fingers barely brush its hilt. "You'd make a perfect pet." He reaches his hand out towards me. Desperate, I stretch my arm further, not caring about the beginning ache in my arm. So close…so close to grabbing it, as the Vampire gets closer and closer himself. Just a little bit more.
He raised his hand, either to knock me out or to slice me to bits, with those sharp-as-knives nails. Just as he was about to finish me, something from behind pierced through his neck; wooden and sharp. My eyes widened as I watched the Vampire's head being cut off only half way. The whole time, the Vampire had been gurgling on his own blood, before toppling sideways. Kakashi was now in view, holding a wooden sword; the twin of the one on the mantel. "Hawthorne," he indicates the sword. "Vampires are especially weak against it."
I simply nod, noting the in the back of my head. I watch as Kakashi finished the Vampire off, by severing the rest of its head. Afterwards the remains turned into smoldering black ash; another Vampire thing. I swallow roughly. "Kakashi, the Raiders-" "I know." He grabbed the other sword and pulled my knife out, freeing me of the wall.
"We need to get moving," just as he said that, a bunch of hisses and snarls ring through the air. "Now!" Kakashi heads over to the blue door, that just now caught my attention; it was barred by wooden planks. Kakashi removed each plank; furiously and as quickly as possible. I watch, feeling my adrenaline resurface. The Vampires are getting closer. Kakashi kicked the door open and into the night we go, running for our lives.