IHasCupQuake Is A Vampire?

Chapter 2

 I hear something, like someone opening the door. Then all of a sudden, a pair of hands grasp around my mouth, and another hand presses the power off button on my computer. A few comments all of a sudden show up, saying "CUPQUAKE, THERE'S MEN WEARING SKI MASKS BEHIND YOU!!" and "WATCH OUT!!!" My nervous eyes dart around, and the people tie a rope around my wrists.

"Now you can scream. We're in the middle of nowhere." The Kidnapper chuckles.  

The last thing I see when he chokes me is the evil look in his eyes.

My life flashes before my eyes, I see memories I didn't remember until now. Me being held in my Mother's arms, my first day of school, meeting Mario, my wedding, getting Link, getting Navi, making videos, being at MineCon, everything leading up to this moment. And then I'm blinded by a flash of bright light.

He whizzes down the edge of the countryside road. Why did my car have to break down? He sighs, running fast as he could. He didn't need a car, but the less wasted energy the longer he could go without killing someone.

And then he smells a familiar smell. The smell of blood. He races toward it, and to his surprise he sees his favorite youtuber lying in a heap on the ground. Blood was on her forehead and the tree, so he could guess she was thrown toward it. And by the state of her bruised neck, she was choked. He could smell that she had been dead for about an hour.

That enough time to save her, wasn't it? After all, he had been saved when he had been dead for two days. But it was rare for it to work.

He didn't want the world to know one without IHasCupquake. A world without a beautiful youtuber with purple hair and a bubbly personality who lit up his dreary life whenever her voice came out of the speakers. He wasn't selfish; he just simply didn't want her husband and cats and brother and family to say goodbye to her.

And so he bit her. And then everything seemed to pause for a second, and then he could hear her heart thump. Her blood started to flow.She drew in a quick, shaky breath, and he smelled the venom pulsing throughout her body, and then the bruises on her neck disappeared. The cut on her head healed over, and her face looked even more beautiful than it already had been.

"I'm sorry." He whispered in her ear. "But there is no purpose going on if there is no Tiffany Garcia."

Pain rakes my body, but I can't speak. Or scream. My eyes remain closed, my lips stay shut. 

"I'm sorry." I hear someone whisper in my ear, and I fade into unconsciousness.

An hour later, the pain fades away to a dry and burning sensation in my throat. My eyes snap open. There's something different about my sense. My sight is superior, so is my sense of smell, my hearing.

Slowly, I take in my surroundings as I sit up, and I see a gorgeous guy leaning against the tree.

"I can't believe your IHasCupquake." The guy says, smiling lightly. "THE IHasCupquake."

"That's me." I nod. "Who are you?"

"Ian." He holds out his hand. "Ian Lovegate."

I shake it. "Tiffany Herrera."

"The one and only." He agrees. "Anyways, what's the last thing you remember?"

"I  . . ." I remember, and I reach up to touch my neck. "I was ch . .. choked."