Vampire Love - BTS Jungkook Fanfiction

Chapter 3- Encounter (Part 2)

Jungkook's POV

I got closer to the throne and once I was close enough, I stopped. I gasped.

On the throne... was a person...

I was so shocked I backed away for a minute, trying not to make as much sound. The atmosphere was quiet, cold and now awkward. I didn't know someone lived here. This place seemed abandoned and empty, full of bats and gruesome stuff. I didn't know that someone could live in a place like that. I was so curious, so I stepped closer to her. Or him. I don't know who it is. For all I know, they could be a serial killer or a murderer, but something about her presence made me feel safe and ok about going close to her. Or him. You know what? I think it is a girl. I am going to stick with my gut. Wait, I can't believe I wasted one minute deciding her gender, without actually looking at her.

I bent down to her level and examined her appearance. The only part of her face that I could actually see was her lips, because her cloak or cape hood was covering her eyes and well the top part of her body. I didn't know if her eyes were open, but I presumed her eyes were closed, otherwise she would has talked or said something. I stood up straight and backed away slightly to get a good view of all of this strange person. I scanned my eyes up and down on her. She was wearing high black boots that looked way too scary to be selling in shops, since they had like really really high hells on them and they had mini pointed metal things on the front of the heel, which were silver. Most of her body was covered by her black cape and on the inside of the cape, it looked like it was like a dark shade of red. Because it was covering most of her body, I couldn't see what clothing she had. I could only see half of her face, including her lips. Her lip were dark red, like blood. She seemed terrifying... I wanted to know more. Oh, maybe she is a make-up guru? She does have on red lipstick and her skin is pale white, like paler than Suga Hyung. Maybe she is a person that got kidnapped and she got sent here to this lace. The guesses were endless. But there was one thing I knew.. I was intrigued about her. Why is she here? Who is she? Will I ever know? What kind of person is she?

I stepped closer to her and saw dark blood on her cape. It was really annoying and so I tried to take it off. Why does she had blood on her cape? I reached out and attempted to clear the blood off, since it looked wet and not dry. As soon as I touched her cape hood, her head shot up and I didn't get time to see her face, as I was being slammed against the wall against the broken mirrors.

I yelped in pain, as I felt shards of mirror pinching and cutting my back. I closed my eyes, trying to reduce the pain, but nothing seemed to work. I looked at the cloaked figure pinning me against the wall, head down being covered by her cape. I looked at her hands that were on the sides of my arms and shoulders and realised that her nails which were painted dark red like her lips, were digging into my skin. I screamed in pain, hoping the members would hear.

'Who are you?' A voice said to me and I looked at the figure.

She raised her head and I gasped. I saw the face of the person that I had been intrigued with. Her face was white as snow and pale and her eyes were red with ovals of black as her pupils, with mini stars sparkling inside, which creeped me the hell out. It was like werewolf eyes. Her lips were apart and I saw that she had two pointy teeth in the front and back, that was clear to see. I was still in pain and astonished to hear her voice. Her voice sounded high, but low. Ok, that doesn't make any sense. I mean it sounded medium. My heart was beating so fast and my throat was dry. Even though she seemed hella scary and really frightening, I came to accept the fact that she was beautiful. Her eyes... her lips... everything about her was very pretty. But she was still scary. 'I said WHO are you?' her voice echoed in the room, giving me goosebumps.

'I-I am- I——' I didn't know what to say, as she was staring into my eyes, like she was slowly taking away my soul. The ain on my arms and back was getting stronger, since she was punching me against the wall harder.