Chapter 1~ who are you?

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His dirty blond hair flowed gently in the wind and rested back upon his head, he sighed to himself and opened his eyes, looking forward at the view of the city from the snow covered mountain peak he was resting on. His stomach growled with hunger and he growled back at it in annoyance. "I can't eat yet..." he said to himself but unfortunately his body protested against his words turning his crystal blue eyes into a crimson blood red, a deep blood thirst mirrored in them "dammit i can't help it.." he sighed to himself once more before jumping down the mountain with ease, the wind hitting his face on the way down. He continued into the city,  jumping on the roofs of the houses and stores that belonged to the many citizens below him. Getting tired he jumped on a tree to rest. He looked at his crowded surroundings and spotted what looked like a long bridge, cars of all colours zooming across it. About to move from the tree he felt the stare of two teenage eyes burning into his back "someone's watching me..." mumbling to himself he jumped off the tree and ran in the direction of the bridge trying to lose his stalker. Halfway to his destination the presence disappeared "it's gone...i think" he sighed in relief at his words and pursued his journey towards the bridge. 

As he made his way under the tall structure that was supporting the many varied vehicles that ran across it he caught a certain familiar sent that made his hunger increase tremendously. He looked around at his rocky surroundings following the sent that he was craving...human. He finally reached the owners of the scent, eyes blood red. He looked at the silhouettes of two figures laying side by side on the rocks face down. "Suicide victims... well at least i don't have to attack anyone.." he would exclaim to himself sadly before continuing to eat the flesh of the two corpses. While eating, the presence appeared again, the gaze piercing his back. Looking around frantically for his unknown stalker. A teenage  girl that appeared roughly the same age stepped out of the shadows. She was wearing a red and white wolf mask. "hey, who are you-" his words were cut off as the girl disappeared into the shadows and ran off without a word "hm.. weird maybe she was a monster like me? nah.. she was probably just too scared to talk to me.." He shrugged it off and finished his meal.

Later that day he headed to his job in a small, cozy cafe, he opened the door and heard the small chime of a bell. He smiled at the familiar sound. The cafe he worked at was not all that popular and he often worked there alone but to him it was fun and a good escape from all the drama that was caused by his species and a powerful military group that was hunting them. He headed to the back of the store and put his belongings away.

 While working he heard the chime of the bell again, looking up from what he was doing he smiled at the figure "welcome!" he glanced at the white haired girl in the doorway. She stayed silent and walked up to the counter, standing on a stool to reach his height then she slapped him on the cheek "idiot..." he held his cheek, surprised not knowing what he did wrong. The girl sighed and sat down on the stool she was using to stand on. The boy looked at her rather confused "Did i do something to offend you?.. if so i'll let you eat here for free?" He smiled. The girl looked up at him and sighed once more "i'll just have coffee..." "you sure?" The girl just nodded in reply to his question.

He handed her the cup and smiled warmly but the girl just stayed silent. While cleaning up the counter he decided to break the ice and spark a conversation between them. "By the way princess i don't know your name, you kinda owe me for slapping me before" He sighed and put his hand on his cheek like he was reliving the painful moment from earlier. She glared at him. "don't call me princess...and you deserved it" He tilted his head in confusion but smirked "fine. fine. tell me and i won't call you that again" she looked at the cup that was clasped between her hands "grr...my name...it's.."


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