"Do you hear that?" Juli said, stopping in her tracks.
"It's just the wind," Alex said dismissively, examining her sword which was covered in vampire blood. Unlike human blood, vampire blood was purple, and it reeked of garlic.
"That's not the wind." Mark shook his head.
"Run!" Juli ordered, "Disperse! Alex, you go North, Wayne you go West, Mark you go South, and I'll go East. If it's a vampire they won't be able to smell us if we are apart. Our scents aren't strong enough. And don't use your magic. Whatever it is will be able to find you. We'll meet back up at the Shadow Caves."
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Fanged
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.
