The Evil Among Us

Chapter 2

Why isn't he moving. Why is he just standing there, and what is he looking at? I thought to myself as I watched the soldier stand around the room, look at he's surroundings. What is he searching for?

He is looking thoroughly, like a good little solider he is. Look for more lives to take and put through hell. It makes me sick. That why he should die the slow way...

I pullout my hunter's knife from it's holder in my belt. I creep out from under the bed I was hiding under off he is facing the opposite direction. He turns a little, almost seeing me, but I'm too fast, moving the other way from his glance.

He turns around to head out the room, and that was when I made my move. I launch at him, taking him by full surprise. Bringing my leg up, I round house kick him in his gut, causing him to bend over for protection. This only gives me an opening so I knead him on his back. He falls to the floor, I follow him to the ground to knife him, but he quickly rolls over and he is back on his feet. I get up too, but while I do, he is reaching for his handgun on his belt. 

I rush towards him again, kicking the gun out of his hand with great force and deliver a punch across his face. He stumbled, giving me another opening for another Punch. However, my boastfulness got the hold of my and I didn't noticed that he pulled out a knife of his own. I had to quickly move, but that gave him a chance to trip me with his foot so I would fall to the ground.

I layed there a second to long, making him able to get his legs on both sides of me. This solider was a big one. His weight made the air rush out of my lungs, making me breathless. I struggled under him, but he grabbed both arms and held them closed to my head.

"Stupid, weak human girl.", he growled at me down below. With each struggle, I became less and less tired and weak. I cursed at myself for not just shooting him on the spot when he wasn't looking.

He reached down between my legs and started to tug on my button to my jeans. I knew what he was trying to do, and it made me sick to my very core. This made me more stronger with fear and I spi at his face so  he would stop. My aim landed on his eyes which made him close his eyes for a second. I saw a change, and lifted my knee all the way up with all my force which hitted him in the groins. 

He yelled in pain, falling to the right of me, holding his crotch with his hand. I quickly got on all fours and rushed to the gun I hid under a table closed to me. I must have  not been quick enough and was pulled by my legs and was pulled towards him. 

He grabbed me again under him, only he had his hands on my throat. He applied pressure to my throat, cutting out all the air. I started to gag for air. Panicking, I tried to reach for the knife i spotted a couple feet away from me, but it was to hard. 

"I should kill you here, but where is the fun in that?," He said, smiling and showing off his fangs that used to be hidden.  I could see them grow bigger and sharper. I rather die then become one of those monster. I just prayed that he was do it quickly. He got closer to my neck...my heart beating so hard I could feel it about to jump out of chest.

I failed....I failed you...

I suddenly felt a salty,sticky liquid spray my face. It burned my eyes, being unable to open them. I felt the hands release my throat, the weight being pushed off me. I got up and scooted back. I wiped the blood of my face, seeing a figure in front of me. I prepare for battle again but only notice that it is a familiar face.

"Daleney?", I heard the him say. Its only Hayden....

Hayden lowered his gun and walked over to me. He held out his hand, gesturing for his help. I took it and he helped me up. "Are you ok?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I really owe you one," I answered. "I could have been a goner for sure." He handed me a cloth from his pocket, to wipe my face. I took it and cleaned my face from the vampire blood.

"Hows it looking outside," I asked. I saw his eyes hit the ground. "What is it?" I asked.

"They captured around 200 people already, most of them have left, but a few are still scouting the town for more."

"Well, we got to go then!" I said, get my gun and knife from the floor. "We have to make sure none left, no more people need to be captured today." I was so  disappointed in myself. 200 people...more then last year. I felt like we were getting weaker each time they hit us, every winter for the past 5 years.

They would capture around 150 people from different town in the empire. They would sell them to the capitol of the Empire Harmenia. Led by the Vampire Dynasty Rowson. The emperor and his empress would always have first pick of new slaves. Choosing at least 15 new ones each year,  after some of their last ones die "mysteriously". You are better off being the server of a random vampire then the Royals's slave.

We walked out of the abandoned house we were just in. It stopped snowing, which was good for our field of vision. It was quiet. Not a soul in sight. 

"Where is everyone?," I asked.

"Alot of people went to go take refugee at the old church in the south district." he signaled me to keep walking. "I thought maybe we could scout ahead for any survivors, then meet everyone there."

I nodded, and kept walking side by side. As we walked, I felt a great sadness for the people captured. Their fates unknown, some a lifetime of servitude and others, a fate worse then death.