Night's Knight

Chapter 2

Once outside Donovan turned to his friend and told them to go away, then he turned to Chrissie, "Why are you hanging out with Ivy?" 

"He has a lot of my classes and was showing me around," The outside was like a foot ball field.  

"I bet you could have found your way without him. There aren't a lot of people who won't help a pretty girl like you," he smiled and looked away.  

"Right," out of the corner of her eye she saw a dark figure. She looked over to the shape. He had dark somewhat baggy clothes on, but from what she could tell he had a strong build. He had a dark brown hair that fell into his face. His eyes were witch like. For a moment she thought he might be a witch, but normally witches could sense when a slayer was near and never sticked around long to meet them. Chrissie knew that there was no way he was a witch. But his eyes looked like hers. His was a yellowish brown with a hint of red in them. The only difference was that her eyes had a hint of purple instead of red. She noticed that he had a scar on the right side of his neck. He was sitting in shadows, but Chrissie could see every detail. His eye's followed her as they walked by. As if they were drilling into her. 

"That's Nashly Roseou. He's the creeper, loner. People are 'scared' of him. He is one of the lowers. He sticks around the school in the shadows and the dark corners. He just wants attention,"  

"Interesting, so where are we going?" She forced her eyes off Nashly and on to Donovan. She could feel the strange eyes still on her. 

Donovan smiled in a goofy way, "Just walking I guess. Where do you want to go?"  

"I don't know I haven't been here long enough to know what is here. Is there a time when everyone should be back in their rooms?" she asked and looked around at the different people that were heading back to the main school area. The night's shadows were following closely.  

"It's in an hour. The sun just went down so, yea an hour. But a lot of the higher sneak out all the time. You can come with me if you want?"  

"No thanks, I like sleep," She lied. Chrissie was going to meet up with her friends tonight, "Will good night." She started to walk away.  

Chrissie reached her room. The hallway was quite and dark. Not a soul was up. She grabbed her bow and arrows, silver sword, and a stake dagger. Chrissie walked over to the wind to figure out a way to get out and in. She saw a gang of five people stocking around outside. They didn't seem to fit in and didn't look like humans.  

"Great," Chrissie signed, "Now I have to kill them on my own," She opened the window. Whipping out her bow and an arrow, Chrissie nailed one vampire in the heart, but the others saw her now and started hissing in warning to her. She climbed down window seals. She landed on the ground with a thud.  

That's going to hurt in the morning, She thought. There were three male vampires' that had red, brown and blonde hair and one female vampire with long blonde hair left.  

"Fan firkin tactic," Chrissie said. She putted out her stakes, one in each hand, "Stupid Monsters."  

The female vampire charged and run toward Chrissie. The vampire flung her arms toward Chrissie's face, drawing blood as the nails scraped across her skin. The vampire licked the blood from her fingers and smiled. Chrissie jabbed the stake deep into the heart. The vampire let out a death defining scream and fell to the ground. The other's run toward Chrissie.  

 

The one with red hair pulled her to the ground and kneeled down restraining her arms. The stakes were knocked out of her hands.  

"Make sure she is the right girl," The brown haired one said coming closer. 

"Give me your knife, Fred," Fred, the blonde haired one, pulled out his knife and gave it to the red haired one.