Hunted

Chapter Four :: The Drive

*** Hi all, well here is chapter 4. I am really popping these chapters out, my head is buzzing with ideas at the minute so I'm just going with it. I hope you are enjoying my story. Don't forget to vote and comment Thanks :) ***

** Nicholai POV **

Traditionally Vampires did not retain much of their humanity upon turning. Bloodlust and animal instinct took over human emotions almost instantly, leaving behind a monster. I was one of the rare Vampires in existence that had retained some semblance of humanity. I had not come across many others like myself. I buried those emotions deep inside myself, not wanting to appear weak. I could hide my humanity easily, hiding behind a mask of the typical Vampire, but those emotions were still there. I still felt regret and remorse when I killed. After decades of practice I had learnt to control my bloodlust, I could feed without having to drain my prey of their life, easing the guilt. My sense of control was second to none, earning me a reputation as the best hunter of my kind and one of the most deadly Vampires. I did not allow emotions or bloodlust to cloud my judgement and actions...that was until today.

I stood opposite her in the wooded area, the fear written on her face and evident in her shaking body. I struggled to control my emotions, wanting to wrap my arms around her, telling her that everything would be okay. I could not comprehend in my mind why and how this young woman could effect me so drastically. Feelings I had never felt before whirled around my body, seeping into my confused mind. I regained my composure, forcing my face into a determined expression. I removed one of my hands from her shoulder and raised it above her head, deciding if I were to do this I would need her to be unconscious. I knew deep inside me I would not have the strength to take her away from her family and friends if she were awake to beg me and to look at me with the fear she was showing me right now. My resolve weakened as I muttered out a regretful “Sorry” to her before I struck her across the back of the head, being careful not to cause her any long term damage. She fell forward into my arms as I swiftly scooped her up in a bridal hold with ease and ghosted away from the park. I stuck close to the edge of the trees, alongside the playing field so as not to draw attention to us.

** Madison POV **

Ouch...a dull pain at the back of my head pulled me out of a dreamless sleep. I reached my hand over my head, stroking over the area where the pain was coming from. There was a large, painful bump on my crown. I rubbed it tentatively, trying to remember if I had fallen and bumped my head. I peeled my eyes open slowly, trying to focus on my surroundings. I expected to see my painted, sky blue bedroom walls and bedside table with alarm clock sat on top, instead I was in a car. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, hoping when I pulled my hands away that I would be back in my bedroom, safe and sound with my mother shouting up the stairs for me to get up. Alas that was not the case, I was still in the car. There was a man in the drivers seat in front of me, I was sat on the back seat. My memories flushed back into my head replaying the events before I was knocked out. The stranger in black...the “Vampire” in black, on the bus, outside my school, in the woods. Fear and panic rose in me as tears welled in my eyes, threatening to gush down my cheeks. I wiped my eyes forcefully with the back of my hands, urging my tears back in, not wanting him to see me cry. My thoughts went out to my mother, she would be beside herself with worry and anguish at my disappearance. I rested my head in my hands and curled my legs up under my chin, hoping this was all a horrible nightmare. I looked up after what seemed like forever and noticed how still the Vampire sat, he hadn't moved an inch since I'd woken up but was glaring at me in the rear view mirror. His black eyes bore into mine with the same intensity that I was becoming accustomed to.

“Do not fear me.” He said abruptly, finally breaking the silence.

“Go to hell.” I spat at him, the anger rising within me like a raging fire.