Daniel's red and black bracelet pulsed, flashing a white florescent light. White was the color of Danya's aura. Daniel's mind raced, his heart pounded through his chest.... Something had happened to her. A thousand thoughts stampeded through his head; he sniffed the air. His vampire senses allowed him to locate his three siblings. Danya's scent was carried through the breeze.
East.
Daniel jumped into the air, soaring into the crisp night air and flying hastily towards the Black Forest... Danya's home. Suddenly, four more scents joined his sister's in the air. Four teenagers were in the Black Forest. He could smell them; sense their movement among the trees. Though Daniel was unable to see them, he knew they were there. Two boys and two girls.
Had they killed Danya?
Either way, Daniel was hungry for fresh blood, and young blood was even better.
He licked his lips and began to descend into a forest clearing.
The first thing he saw was a pile of ashes. The moment Daniel landed, the ashes glowed white as they began to sink back into the earth.
"Danya!" White was the color of Danya's aura, and those ashes....
It couldn't be a coincidence.
Someone had killed Danya.
As his sister's scent disappeared from the air, it became apparent that it was the four teenagers that had done it. Daniel leaped into the air, following the teenagers' scents, wondering which of them would be the first to die.
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Teen FictionHe sinks his teeth into her neck, drawing her blood. Ah, that felt good to have food again. After 432 years of being trapped, he was finally free. And he was hungry.
