The Weaker's Savior (The Good Vampire) (On hold)

Chapter one.

Photo captured by me.

Rosie Weimer.

(Present day)

"Where did she go?"

"No idea!"

"Damn it, we lost her again!"

"I need blood for a drink."

If only they looked up upon the tree they would know I was just right here, over their dickheads.

Oh well, perks of running for a long time and this trick always work, but soon I'm going to be doomed because,

"Did we get any reply from the Lycans?"

Yup, exactly. They're teaming up with the Lycans to search for someone like me. Not that I'm an evil person to be deserving this, hell! I'm even just too good for their sake. I don't know why they're all after me.

Okay, I might know that, but I don't know how is that going to be beneficial to them - or I might know that too.

Honestly, I'm tired of running, and also sitting on this branch of a tree that I need to get down of. It's hurting my anaconda somehow.

"We'll search for her tomorrow, let's go."

Whoosh, and they just disappeared, all five of them.

I waited for half an hour more before getting down on the ground, you know just in case they re-checked?  It's better to be safe than sorry.

It was dark and gloomy, the air was into the fog and the street lights were hardly giving any flash, they were all dim.

I let my long dark hair fall onto the sides of my face before pulling the hood of my sweater over my head and running again to find a place for the night where I'm probably not going to sleep. I strip on my bag tighter onto my shoulder and once again had a run of my life - like everytime.

I was successfully able to move to the other city without any vampires trying to crack my neck. They get really aggressive, I tell you. The only thing I had with me were the packets of M&M for my defense. Not that they would do me any good, though atleast I can have my snack time.

It was almost three fifteen in the morning and I was searching for any stray dog to feed upon, because let's get this thing straight, I'm never going to find deer in the middle of an oh-so- -alive city, though I should be careful because this part of the town was surrounded by hunters everywhere.

Even though the city seemed quiet at this hour I can totally bet there was a game of Predator and Prey on somewhere around the corner.

I turned around in the corner and started walking quietly to the desserted alley, after confirming safe that is.

"Wassup Sucker?"

Um....not that safe after all.

The voice came from behind me and I was positive it was a hunter, because they're the only ones who address our kind as 'Suckers'

The voice sounded husky and manly, there was a slight teasing tone to it like whoever they were, they were sure gonna have an amazing time slaying me off and they knew it.

I stopped in my tracks, my eyes widens a fraction and I try to calm my breathing level. My heart beat thumps louder but still at it's slow pace.

Maybe I should start my daily jogging?

I was ready to have yet another run of my life when the voice stopped me again.

"Running? Won't you pull out your sharpies and let me sharp my pencils?" I could hear him smirking and I try my hardest not to roll my eyes at his statement.