Dreams of the Damned

Chapter.01

Chapter.01

The sound of music blaring through the apartment echoed as a pale woman looked into the mirror at her slim figure, her jet black hair and red eyes beamed before she gave a slight smile to reveal her fangs. Her hips swayed softly as she brought down her hands and gently rubbed them across her face with such grace. She stopped what she was doing and looked over at her bed before grabbing the purse she had. Then she opened her door and closed it behind her with a hum.

Outside across from her apartment a man was sitting knelt down on a thick metal pole, his hands dangling from his knees as he cautiously eyed the woman who has just now walked down the street.

"Ready?"

Came a voice from below him. Ryan didn't answer as he stood up on the silver metal and balanced himself before nodding to her. Whispers began to pour around the two as she looked into the apartment room with narrowed brown eyes, suddenly a tear in the air began to widen. Purple and blue painted around as glittering stars shimmered to make it look just like the galaxy outside of the planet they lived in now. He looked to his partner whose once brown eyes were now a dark shade of purple and the scar on her hand began to glow giving him the signal to jump.

And so he pulled up his bandanna and jumped.

Ryan jumped off the pole and landed into the apartment on his feet, his fingertips balancing him ever so slightly as he did so. He pushed himself up and immediately went for her dresser where he had seen her hide things before but when he opened the drawer he was disappointed to only find panties and top brand thongs. He growled in disgust and in anger, tearing her drawers out harshly.

He had a time limit and he knew it. His group had been watching this weak Vampire for weeks just so they can jump her home when she leaves to go visit her father. They had been so patient with it too and if he didn't find her stash he would be more than pissed. He thrashed around out of anger and disbelief before his hazel eyes jerked to the bed where her red pillow was and with a slight chuckle he rushed over to it to remove the coverage, flipping it around to reveal a zipper.

His gloved hand unzipped it and reached in only to pull out a stash of money folded together with a pink ribbon. A huge grin played itself on his lips.

"Oh baby..."

Suddenly a loud banging sound echoed and his eyes moved up to the door before back to the railing outside her window. The door busted open and he was met with the police and their dogs which snarled and growled at him. Sound became silent as he held out his arms and glanced back at his partner who was holding her scar and looking at him with pure confusion. The door busted open and I'm rushed the men and their dogs.

All eyes fell upon him and he nearly smirked when one of the men let their dogs slip from his grasp so it could full on attack him. He simply pushed his left leg back and braced himself for impact as well as death possibly but considering his breed he highly doubt he could be more dead than he already was.

Minx panicked as she saw her partner do this, slamming her hands together she whispered fast and opened a portal in hopes of catching the man in his fall–which she did. "Ah!" She groaned as her scar began to bleed more than it already had been. The pain throbbed like no other.

"Minx we need to go."

Her friends whisper made her nod and pull up her hood as they both went down the stairs of the fire exit and on to the crowded streets. Men in uniforms known as "Blood Clogs" stayed well guard with weapons ready to kill, their eyes glancing over everyone in the street. He pulled down his bandanna and looked up to the sign where it read, "Welcome to Arvada" in bold letters.

He snickered as his friend and him walked down the crowded street to his hideout. Snow mixed with ashes filled the street and covered multiple houses around them all–crows cawed loudly in the sky above them which caused his eyes to travel to them as they circled the center of the street where a dead dog lay.

Ryan shook his head as he thought to his dog Buddy, fearing what may have come of him since he left Earth. It had been almost seventeen years since he left that planet and actually seen the blue sky. He's do anything to take back the decisions he had made.

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Name: Michelle M.
Race: Witch
Ability: Able to do any type of spells
ßkill rank: 7-10 B+