The Power in my Veins✔️

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Adeline's POV

• The dress she is wearing is above or to the side •

I looked at Father, and then at the invaders.

"Run." I heard my Father say sternly.

I darted through the crowd trying not to be noticed. Were they after me? I heard a gasp, and then a scream. I turned to see that the lady being held was now on the ground with blood spilling from her heart.

Chaos erupted through the ballroom as people panicked, running everywhere. I was pushed to the ground by someone, while people rushed past me, kicking me in the process.

I began to push myself across the ground since I was unable to get up or walk. I clutched the teddy bear close to my body and backed off into a dimly lit hallway.

I glanced back into the ballroom, and someone caught my eye. The dark haired guy who appeared to be their leader was staring straight at me. His dark eyes met mine, and an evil smirk swept across his face. He pointed to me, and one of his followers bolted after me. I let out a deep breath before getting up and turning to run.

I ran faster, but the black pumps Mary forced on me were making it harder. Panic welled up in my gut as I heard the footsteps behind me get closer. I kept running, pushing my legs to go faster.

I ran into a dead end, and my gut wrenched in fear. I was pushed up against the wall with a loud thud. I met the brown eyes of my attacker as he moved a knife to the the base of my collarbone, and pressed harder. I could feel my blood flowing out from the wound.

"Gotcha." He whispered lifting his fist to punch me.

I braced myself for an impact and shut my eyes closed tight in fear, but I never felt it. I slowly opened my eyes to see Father wrestling the attacker. The attacker jabbed a knife in my Father's heart, sending him coughing up blood. My heart dropped in my chest.

A deep chuckle resounded from my Father. He knew he was going to die. With one swift movement, my Father materialized a knife, beheading the attacker with one clean cut.

My Father slumped against the wall.

"Run." My father whispered before his body went limp.

My sea green eyes widened with panic as I stared down at the crimson liquid. My gut twisted in horror. It was everywhere. Everywhere I looked, there was blood.

Scratches coated my body, and there was a giant gash at the base of my collar bone. I had to hide. they were coming for me.

I stared in horror at my Father's lifeless body. I couldn't cry. The knife was piercing through his heart, sticking out at me. I clutched the teddy bear father gave to me closer to my body. Blood coated its soft brown fur.

I heard footsteps approaching and quickly ran in the opposite direction, trying to get away. They were after me.

I twisted into another hallway, and disappeared though a room. I ran through another door in the room, leading down a set of stairs into a dank musty room. There was a door across the room and I ran towards it. I swung it open, and I was greeted with the cool breeze of the night.

Before I could run out the room, the door was slammed shut, and I was pushed up against it with a great force. Someone flipped me around and slammed my back against the door.

I opened my eyes to see the black haired guy in front of me.

"W-Who are y-you?" I stuttered.

"I'm Damien." He snarled as more of his crew stumbled in. Great. I was trapped.

Panic rose in my chest, and I could feel it coming. The whole world crumbling away.

Damien pulled me off the back of the cool metal door, and he slung me onto the ground with a violent force. He tore the fabric covering my back, leaving it exposed.

His cold fingers traced my bare back.

"Shit." He muttered.

He pulled one of the crates littering the room up and sat on it.

"I've been looking for you for all the eighteen years you've been alive. You're so damn hard to find." He groaned, rubbing his forehead.

"Do you know how much it fucking pisses me off when you're not the one I'm looking for?"

"W-What do you m-mean? P-Please d-don't hurt me." I backed away from him when I saw him playing with a sharp dagger. It glistened in the dull light, sending a shiny flash of light across the room.

He stood up, and he took slow, menacing steps towards me. I pushed myself back with each step he took, trying to get away from him, but my plans were cut short when my back collided with the wall. There was no where to go.

He used the knife to tilt my chin up to face him. He swung back, and with one hard swing, he skimmed the tip of the blade across my cheek, causing a tiny cut.

I grimaced in pain as I felt the sharp edge of the knife.

He wrapped his hand around my neck, and he shoved me onto the wall.

"You know what Adeline? You are a disappointment. That's why your father locked you away. You are just a big embarrassment. You failed to even inherit the vampire gene. What a weak piece of scum." He snarled.

He lifted up his head as if he was sniffing the air.

"Your blood smells so good."

He swiped his thumb across my bleeding cheek. He studied the blood for a moment, and then he put his thumb in his mouth, tasting my blood.

He opened his eyes which were now red with thirst.

"I want more. At least I can make a good meal out of you." His voice came out menacing.

He let go of my neck, and he pulled me closer to him. His face neared the arch of my neck. I struggled against his hold, but I wasn't strong enough.

"Please leave me alone." I pleaded, confused.

My eyes shut on instinct as I felt his sharp fangs graze my skin. Without warning, they sunk in.

• What going to happen next guys? I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, but I hope This story is interesting for you guys! Like always, I suggest that you keep reading! Don't forget to VOTE and COMMENT!

Who is Damien? What's gonna happen to Addie?•