Chapter Three - Defiant Demon

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The next morning Mikael and I left to donate our blood and get food. We left the rest at home hidden. I didn't trust anyone but my family.

"Rin are you alright?" Mikael asked softly.

I nodded in response not in the mood to talk. I had always despised needles and donating blood I had to go near the two things I despised the most in the world. Needles and Supernaturals. Great.

Mikael knew something was wrong and left it alone knowing I didn't want to talk about it. He was understanding like that.

There was a queue of around fifty people in front of us in line for donation and food pick up. The donations were categorized by age. There was a different blood bank for each.

"Ah sweet little Mikael." A sickly voice came from behind Mikael and I. I stiffened. Vampire. I don't know how I could but I could sense things like that.

"Lord Nagito." Mikaela said warmly.

Vampires..digusting, foul pieces of shit.

"I see you are here as well Rin." The scum said in distaste.

I shot daggers at the blood sucking sack of scum before me and replied, "Nagito."

"Its Lord Nagito to you, foul blooded child." He snapped, slapping me in the face moments after.

A growl escaped my lips. They called me foul blooded because my blood wasn't like the others it was 'evil'. I still had to donate though but unlike the others my blood was mixed with an elixer to make it 'good' blood.

"Lord Nagito I apologize on behalf of Rin. She didn't mean such disrespect. I assure you." Mikael smiled warmly at the prick before us.

I plastered a fake smile on my face, "Of course Lord Nagito. I apologize."

He nodded and turned his nose up to me. I bit my tongue to stop me from cursing him. "Next time I'll kill you. You're blood isn't needed unlike Mikael's over here. His blood is the best blood I've had in years. Well I must go now. Good day." The Vampire spat walking away.

"I hate-"

Mikael nodded knowing full well what I was going to say.

When it reached our turn to donate the vampire before me grabbed my wrist and jabbed a long needle into it, making me wince in pain. It only made her smirk sadistially.

When the blood was taken out she labelled it O- (mix elixer) and threw my food at me. Mikael was waiting for me at a wall not to far from the donation banks.

I looked to the food he held in his hand and frowned. With both of our food put togetger there would still not be enough.

"Little blood bags. Don't get in our way." I looked across the street to see two Vampires kicking three small children that were playing with stones.

"Hey! Stop that!" I shouted running across and hitting the Vampires. One grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward him. "How dare you!" He spat appalled.

He wrapped his long fingers around my neck and lifted me into the air stopping the air from getting into my lungs.

"I'm sorry sirs. She didn't mean it. It will not happen again I apologize dearly." Mikael bowed his head in forgiveness. The Vampire that was chocking me let go dropping me to the ground gasping for air.

He kicked me in the ribs which sent me groaning to the floor and walked away.

"What were you thinking?" Mikael hissed.

I shrugged him off and stood up. "Let's go home." I said.

He shook his head, "I can't. I need to.. go somewhere I'll be home soon. Walk home and be safe." He ran off in the opposite direction before I could reply and investigate into it more.

I walked home. Alone.

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