Midnight Crusade

Chapter 13

Christopher?

Vivian stood behind Kit, fear like adrenaline through her system. Someone had just burst into Kit's apartment, knocked the door clear off. And now they stood in front of Kit, tall and foreboding. Vivian couldn't see much because Kit stood in the way, but from the tension she saw in Kit's shoulders, there was no way to twist this into a good thing.

"W-What are you doing here?" Kit asked, his voice shaking.

"Can a sire not see those whom he has given life to?" The other man asked, voice deep and silky.

Kit shook his head. "You should not be able to get in here."

"Oh you mean the wards?" The man Kit called sire asked. "Yes, I took those down. Took quite some time." The vampire in front of her shivered. "I wanted to see you Christopher, it's been so long."

"I-I thought you had let me go." Kit said, taking a small step back.

"Oh, my dear Christopher." The other man said, taking a step towards Kit. He used that name again, Christopher. Was that what Kit's real name was? "You will never escape me."

Kit went completely silent, his body becoming even more tense than before.

"What are you hiding from me?"

Vivian felt her heart drop. Hide. Kit's warning replays in her mind. Is this who he wanted her to hide from? "Nothing, sire."

"It does not look like nothing." The other man's form was in front of Kit, his hands grabbing Kit and shoving him aside. Deep red eyes land on Vivian, and she takes in the man standing before her. This man was just as beautiful as Kit, long blonde hair tied back, sharp angles to his face and a smooth complexion. "Definitely doesn't look like nothing."

"Sire, please." Kit pleads with the man, but from the red eyes, she assumed this was another vampire. "She is not worth your time."

"Christopher." The vampire bit out, his arm launching out and grabbing Kit by the throat, shocking Vivian. "You know I hate lying."

"Don't hurt him!" Vivian yells, feeling herself move a step forward, but then the vampire's deep red eyes snapped to her, and she completely froze. There was something about those eyes, something sinister and evil. Vivian felt herself shiver. She can understand why Kit was so terrified of this person.

He just looked at her, Kit struggling against the man's hand. Fear and panic mixed in her stomach. "And you are?"

"No one." Kit gasps out, fingers clawing at the hand on his neck. "Please, sire, she is no one."

"If she was," the vampire looked at Kit, "you wouldn't be trying to stop me."

"Please," Vivian pulled the vampire's attention back to her, "don't hurt him."

The vampire releases Kit, the man crumbling down to the ground coughing as he grabs at his throat. The vampire's attention was still on her, his eyes narrowing as he stared. "You're not human, are you?"

Vivians eyes go wide. Oh, no. He didn't know, did he? Would he harm her? Looking down to Kit on the ground, she assumed he definitely would. "W-What do you mean?" She struggles to get out, taking a step back as the man takes one forward.

"I can sense it. There's something special about you, isn't there?"

Panic shot through Vivian as the man continued to encroach upon her space. "N-No!" She says, resisting the urge to grab her necklace.

"Sire!" Kit was in front of her then, arms spread out. "Please, she is nothing-."

Vivian watched as the vampire brought one hand up and then quickly down, claws digging into Kit's chest. Her eyes go wide, reaching out for the man. "Kit!" She screamed, catching the man as he fell to the ground. "What the fuck?" She snaps, looking up to the vampire who stares down at them.