Come In

Chapter Three

I immediately sobered up, as my breathing quickened. I could feel my heart beating violently and quickly. I could actually hear my heart beating. I grasped Libby's arm, and slowly backed away with her. The mens' grins turned into grimaces, their fangs elongating even more, halfway down their chins. A low, rumbling growl erupted from the taller one's throat. They stalked toward us, lowering into crouches. I looked around in a panic, looking for anything that could help. A metal bar, a bin, an open window that I could scream at for help. But there was nothing.
Libby grabbed my arm and we ran with as much speed as we could muster, trying to get to the other end of the alleyway. It was too far, but we had to try. Suddenly, the taller man was crouched in front of us, laughing manically.  I turned to see the shorter man sauntering toward us. We were trapped.
"Please!" Libby screamed, tears rolling down her cheeks. She huddled closer to me.
"What do you want from us?" All I could form was a trembling whisper. I realised then that I was crying too.
"Well, like Elios here said" he gestured to the shorter man behind us, "we want dinner. And you, lovely ladies, happen to be dinner." He explained, matter-of-factly.
"You're cannibals? Please don't hurt us. Please!" Libby sobbed, falling to her knees.
"Well, since you asked nicely." The shorter one, Elios, growled, laughing.
"El, which one do you want?" The taller one asked, grinning.
"Hm, well as you know Ant," he was crouched down in front of Libby in the same second, "I love blondes" he continued. Libby screamed and clambered back up to her feet, clumsy from being drunk. Elios took in a long breath, closing his glowing eyes.
"Ah, I do love it when they're drunk."

The taller one, Ant, walked toward us, still smiling. This was it. There was no way to get out of this.
Suddenly, a figure flitted into view behind our two attackers. They both whipped their heads around, growling at the figure, who was crouching down like the other two had earlier. Libby was trembling, leaning on me as if she couldn't hold herself up.
I watched as this other man jumped at Elios, tackling him to the floor. This new man was shrouded in the darkness of a hood, which never fell off of his head, even when Elios slammed him to the concrete floor. The hooded figure rolled out of Elios' grip, spinning his leg around to trip Ant over. Every time their punches or kicks made contact, there was a loud bang, as if their skin was made of rock.
I was stuck to the spot, paralysed with fear as I watched the hooded man fight Elios and Ant. Libby was shaking violently, either from the sudden chill that spilled into the air, or the terror of the scene in front of us.
The hooded man had Ant in a headlock, and with a sickening cracking sound, he yanked Ant's head clean off.
Libby's piercing scream didn't even register in my mind as I watched Elios hesitate before scurrying away with such speed that was impossible.
The hooded man turned toward us, and I glimpsed his face.
Bright blue eyes that seemed to glitter under the dull glow of the moonlight. Pure, white skin with sharp, pronounced cheekbones, a slightly upturned nose, and thick red lips reminded me of pictures I'd seen of angels. He was inhumanly beautiful. His dark, thick eyebrows were raised over his eyes, as if he were worried. I suddenly felt calm- safe. As if I was under his protection, which, apparently, I was.
He was gone, moving with the same speed as Elios. I looked down to find that Ant's body had disappeared; all that was left was a faint white mark, as if the rain had washed away a chalk drawing on the concrete.
"Is it over?" Libby's trembling voice broke me out of my reverie.
"Uh, I think so" It sounded like a question. Where had Ant gone? And who was that hooded man?

I yanked Libby up, and draped her arm over my shoulders, propping her up and helping her walk out of the alleyway. I got my phone out, and called the police. I had a feeling that they'd have no idea what to do, but I had to try something.