"Just One Bite!" -Nuzi-

"Man in the portrait."

Uzi stood there, feeling sick to her stomach all a sudden from the thought, and her realization of the lived in looking manor being so late. She dropped the object in hand which turned out to be a lamp, hearing it shatter against the floor as she let her hand over her mouth to stop herself from vomitting on the clean carpet. She let her eyes focus there, almost afraid to move as if whoever or whatever lived here would track her down just to burry its fangs into her neck. She wasn't half wrong with that thought, and was even so more close with it.

She finally let her gaze pick up to the window, watching doll and lizzy run back to thads house, leaving her behind. She frantically looked about, spotting a figure in the dark stair case, causing her to to stumble back into a table, causing her to trip. She fell back and hit her head against one of the chairs causing her to black out, watching as the ceiling faded into black.

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Uzi woke up in a room she hadn't seen before, and was much unfamiliar with. She shot up from her sleep, frantically looking about before touching her chest and hips, making sure her clothes were on. When she was assured by physical touch, she slipped the covers off her and looked about. The room was a decent size, rather small for a mansion, which was an obvious statement seeing the furniture so close together. It was themed in black and yellow, small hits of different colour poking out here and there, Esther it was in the rare photo or some stuffed animal on a shelf.

The room was cold enough she was considering just leaving with the blanket on the bed to keep her warm but decided to leave it as she approached the door. She grabbed hold of the nob, twisting it open to only reveal a tall male looking down at her with bright yellow eyes. He looked about a bit older than her, and had an eerie feeling to him, even if he looked like the average geek at her school.

He was holding a glass and smiled upon seeing her up just before speaking up.

"Ya doing alright? Ya took quite the fall." He said, offering the glass to her, which she gently pushed away.

"Uh-.. yeah. I- uh-.. I just had a few drinks at the party is all. Uh-.." she stumbled over her words as she tried recalling where she had seen his face before, just before realizing he was the man in the portrait in the living room. She looked back up to him as she felt her face twist in discomfort. "I was sorta dared- well- challenged to break in. My apologies." She said which he shrugged off, pulling at his turtle neck somewhat.

"So, why did I find two extra in my backyard?" He spoke in a lower tone, attempting to walk in and trap her within the room, but she managed to get herself past him.

"Just uh.. two other drunks is all." She admitting them not being her friends, especially with Lizzys treatment and doll really being her cousin.

"Mhm. Well, let me guide you out." He spoke in his low tone, placing the glass down on his dresser, escorting the shorter girl by his side to the door.

Once there, Uzi kept her gaze on the floor out of pure discomfort, course, looking around, seeing a few plates on the counter, some of the tiles on the floor having unsettlingly random dots of red she hadn't noticed before. "Thanks for making sure I didn't die or something." She thanked, her eyes still on the floor.

"No problem." He spoke as she turned to leave but suddenly had grabbed hold of her wrist which obviously set her off.

She turned around to look at him, his mouth agape's in slight shock or a sudden horror as he stared at her.

Uzi noticed lightly indiferent teeth, sharp, and pointy. In a panic she froze as he pulled her a bit closer. "One thing." His voice rang out again, and she tried finding a way to grab the plates on the counter in order to keep herself from death. She was lucky enough he willingly pushed her into the counter in order to trap her. She sat up on the counter hoping she could do this without him noticing.

"I'm supposed to wipe your memories, and if I may have a reward for the safe keeping of you would be great." He smirked as his mouth opened and he leaned closer, his eyes locked onto one side of her neck, which caused her to finally reach the plate, and hitting him in the chin with it, watching him stumble back as the kitchen floor was covering in more red.

She took the chance and ran out and around the mansion, running as fast as she could to her house.

When she had made it, she slammed the door behind her, quickly locking it and slumping against it. She sobbed somewhat as she took in shaky breaths, horrified at what this could have mean for her. Would she now have to avoid this vampire at all costs now? She didn't wish to find out, so in horror she marched to her room, lockeing her window and drawing the curtains shut, now locking every door for the night.

She let herself lean into her bed frame, curling up as to not look at the still dandelion shade walls, too afraid to remember those yellow eyes that pierced through her soul. Her mind was clouded with horror just before hearing her phone buzz. She opened it to see a text from non-other than doll who was wondering where she had went. She plopped the phone on her night stand, turning the lamp on just to turn off her lights and try sleeping.
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Nikolai sat in the bathroom, washing up his face of his own blood, knowing it would leave a slight scar in place of where she had hit him, the only thing that did upset him was that his only white turtleneck was now stained in crimson, even after endless soaking in water. He huffed in annoyance as he heard two voices finally in the living room, knowing Jenny, his cavern leader, would a hold him for the scent of a human lingering about, the broken lamp and shattered plate on the ground. He knew she hated mess, especially seeing such mess after a long hunt for some blood.

"Get in here, moron!" The harsh voice of his leader called as he reluctantly stepped out the washroom, greeted by his leader and coven-mate, Victoria.

"What?" He spoke in irritation.

"It reeks of human, there's blood on the floor, and things are shattered about. What the hell happend, Nikolai?" She spoke in a harsh tone even Victoria hated hearing, and would rather it be gentle, even with how rough the woman could get.

"Look, there's a party going on next door, a drunk girl decided to break in, and tripped, blacking out. She also broke a plate using it as a weapon against me when I went to wipe her of her memory of me." He explained, watching Jenny's face turn into irritation to pissed.

"Well where is she? You let her escape!" She yelled as Victoria readied herself to hold the other back if needed.

"Look, she ran off, I'll make sure to fix this, Jen, just give me about- uh-.. perhaps a week to a month." He said in a more pleated and submissive voice, fearing the next words to leave Jenny's mouth.

"You better.."