There's an extremely rare type of vampire originating from Eastern Europe. Almost as rare as the founders. They are called the Nosferatu. This group of vampires has almost entirely been wiped out due to a war going on between two clans of monster hu...
The next night, Abigail was taking a stroll through the rose garden, trying her hardest to clear her head. The emotions of everyone were still pounding on her hard, especially Laito's. If that wasn't bad enough, there are now four dangerous individuals (who are probably vampires) out to get them. All of it was enough to give the former huntress a massive migraine. Why did things have to be so complicated all of a sudden? Why couldn't she go back to something simple?
The nights were getting colder now. Winter was definitely on the way. An icy cold wind lay a gentle kiss on Abigail's porcelyn white face. Had she been human, she would have been bothered by this. Vampires - being cold as ice - aren't really bothered by the cold... unless if it is fridged. This cool, however, didn't warrent wearing a thick coat - at least not yet. The cool of the night fills a person who's body is burning up with a comfort that is rarely found - the kind of comfort you get when you have a fever and someone with bad circulation touches you. That comfort would soon be extinguished, though.
As soon as she rounded a corner, someone had stepped out of the shadows into Abigail's way. The former huntress was not gonna lie to herself - this guy was very attractive. With his blond hair and brilliant blue eyes - one of which was hidden by long bangs - any girl that was into that sort of thing would swoon at the sight of him.
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He giggled when he caught sight of her. "There you are~!" He said with a smile. The former huntress raised her pierced brow at him, very confused.
The stranger winked in her direction, catching the brunette off guard. "Good morning, little sadist-kitty~!"
Slightly panicking, Abigail backed away slowly, trying to put some distance between herself and the blond stranger. Suspicious didn't even begin to cover this guy. He was wearing the uniform for the night school that she, Yui, the Sakamaki's and Clairvious all attended, but she had never seen this guy before. Was it because they attended a large school and she could barely keep track of everyone there? Surely, the female vampire would've noticed him; he didn't exactly blend into a crowd. No sooner did she start questioning this when she bumped into someone behind her... two someones, actually.
The amethyst orbs of the female landed on the people behind her. The one to her right was a man much taller than her - slightly intimidating Abigail - with cold brown eyes and equally brown hair that was tied up in a knot. His eyes met the female vampire in a death stare, which she matched quickly with a glare of her own.
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