Whatever this is ban as a vampire kinda?

The beginning of something

Loud crashing and screams come from downstairs and makes it's way thumping upstairts. A man passes my my father and brother in a flash looking at me. "Wait." I say firmly. He pauses looking at me amused. I look up at him and hold my hand to his cheek. This tall fit man with light blue soft looking hair and almost glowing red eyes wearing a red leather suit and has fangs and looks to be around 7ft tall who just slaughtered my brother and father right in front of me.

By the sounds of the earlier screaming downstairs he slaughtered my mother and sister aswell.

"Thank you." I whisper reaching up on my tippy toes to place a kiss on his cheek. He hums and looks at me with a unreadable expression on his face. "You're like a puppy." He says before pulling my hand away from his face where it had lingered and turns away and disappears in under a second.

I look at the old white framed window he flew out of confused for a while. I wonder to myself where he came from and go downstairs into the kitchen and open one of the cupboards to aquire a bowl and box of coco pops and a bottle of milk.

I sit on the kitchen bench and swing my legs back and forth while I eat my cereal with a smile on my face. I hop off the counter when I finish the cereal and place my bowl in the sink heading into my parents room.

I move there heavy old mat to the side and open the door to the basement. I laugh quietly as I make my way into the basement wondering how my parent could have really thought I didn't know about this place. I turn on the light and trip on a old rug, coughing as dust fills the air. Going over to a large dusty wooden box I open it to pull out the desired things.

Three holsters and a simple thick chained bracelet with a black circular piece on it. I attach two of the holsters to my thighs one on each thigh and put the matching long daggers into them. The last holster I put around my left ankle and slide in the knife that matches the daggers.

I make my way back upstairs to my sisters room changing into a pleted black skirt that goes just above my knees yet just below the end of my holsters. I tie my long brown hair into a probably messy pony tail and I pull on a pair of brown boots and put on my binder. I hear a bang downstairs and pull on the light brown long sleeve shirt I was holding and rush downstairs to see whats going on.

"Oh good, I was wondering if you had gone off somewhere puppy." The man from before says with a smirk on his face as he sits on the dinner table. "Why are you here?" I ask now thinking of why he must have killed my family in the first place. "And why did you spare me?" I add as he goes to reply.

"I'm bored and you intrigued me before so I decided you might be worth keeping alive for now." He answers looking at my mothers body with disgust. "Well don't waste my time. Either kill me now or leave me alone. I'm finally free so I don't wish to be hanging around just for your amusement." I say then walk to the kitchen to prepare a sandwich for later.

A scoff and footsteps come from behind me and I sigh gathering the ingredients. I ignore him as I feel him towering over me standing only inches from my back leaning down to speak to me. "You truly intrigue me puppy. Not a single care for your life. Just a wish to be left alone if not killed. Yet you also don't fear how my eyes shine red or how my hair is blue. You simply don't question or fear any of my unhuman features."

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't loom over me. And why should I fear you. By killing those people you've done me a favour. Those people have done and shown me much worse things then you have so far so whats to fear?" I say as I finnish making the sandwich.

He grabs my arm growling and turns me around glaring at me. I wince silently but don't flinch meeting his gaze. "Yes?" I ask when he doesn't say something straight away. "I could tear you limb by limb or slowly cut you up. I could continue to torture you for decades keeping you barly alive or make you beg to die. Strip you of your will to live. Make you regret ever being so calm around me!" He growls irritated. "That wouldn't faze me. I really don't care it just means you swapped out my old tortures for a new one." I say then turn back around to wrap the sandwich.

He goes silent and takes a step back. I finish wrapping the sandwich and turn around and sit up on the counter looking at him and he looks over his shoulder to my mother and sisters bodies. "I truly hate your kind." He mutters.

I go to lean my head back and get a head rush and start to feel dizzy. He turns back around to look at me and I go to lean my head forward and suddenly my body feels like it's flying forward and I black out.

"H....hey hey." I hear quietly and look up to see I'm in the mans arms. His holding me to him one arm under me and the other around my back. "Are you ok puppy?" He asks quietly sounding slightly concerned. To me it sounds like yelling and I whimper quietly when I go to move my head and give up laying my heavy head against his cold chest whispering "Shh s-so loud." "You need rest. I'm taking you home." He whispers. I try to protest but I black out again.