Dwayne’s POV
I jump down from my hiding place when I spot the blonde kid and he shoots an arrow at me, nearly hitting me, but I pretend to fall anyway. When he comes closer I grab him by the collar and fly upwards laughing menacingly.
“You missed, sucker!”
“Not this time!” The kid says pulling out a water gun.
I look at him oddly and he squirts me in the face, causing me to drop him as I clutch at my burning face. While I’m distracted, he shoots yet another arrow and hits me straight through the heart, causing me to fly backward into the stereo. I begin to get electrocuted as the stereo plays loud rock music, but my pain filled screams drown in out. One by one, my limbs begin to explode. First my feet, then my hands and now I feel a burning sensation in my head before…darkness.
Dylan’s POV
“I was wondering when you were going to show yourself.” Alan growls.
“Just waiting for the perfect moment.” I smirk and bar my teeth.
“Why’d you do change?” He asks, gripping his stake tightly, along with his stupid water gun.
“Because these people are my family. Were my family, until you fucking killed them off. But you’ll understand how that feels when I sink my teeth into Edgar and suck him dry, slowly.” I growl and Alan’s nostrils flare.
He comes at me with the stake but I quickly dodge him. He then squirts me with his water gun and… nothing. Nothing happened. Alan also looked shocked, so I took advantage of the distraction and took the stake from his hold and break it.
“How are you able to withstand holy water?” Alan asks, still shocked and I push him against the wall.
“Because, I’m always invited here.” I smirk, but it falters as I’m staked from the back.
“Goodbye bitch.” Edgar says.
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Cry Little Sister
VampireDylan was your typical badass... or at least she's trying to be. In her old home town, she was the odd one out, but she decided that this year she was going to make something of herself. When she comes to Santa Carla, she almost immediately gets mix...
