The trilogy of Gotham.

Part eleven

Am pressed against a tree trunk with a sudden speed not human, my flash light and bag are thrown a great distance away in the process.

My back throbs so bad. Then I see the fangs, protruding out from his jaws, the veins could even be traced down his jaws.

His eye balls are pure dark as the midnight sun.

Oh my I notice his features.

Vondrich!!

He seems to notice how my eyes read who he is, and he smirks.
Taking advantage, I thrust his groan so hard with my knee.

By reflex he throws me away, hitting the ground besides my torch.

"You bitch,you've worsened the situation," he comes and grabs me by the hair, yanking it so hard then throws me off to the trunk.

If I'd ever felt any pain before, this was a million bucks than that.
Then he hovers over me as I lie on the ground, limp and in pain.

"The're very many things I hate about Alec ever since he met you," he begins. Why doesn't he just kill me instead of this.

"He doesn't think straight anymore," he continues, "and am always left alone having great deserts."
This left me wondering whether Alec had such teeth like for this animal.

"No no not animal, I could read your mind. Ma'am, " he blurts out." And Yes! His just like me."

He kneels down, I could feel his breath.

"I wanna taste your blood. You could be 0+ and that's my best brand," mockingly. Tears are now uncontrollably flooding down my face. I have a panic attack and my body keeps shaking, its cold but it suddenly feels like 100 degrees here.

Indeed today was my day and this was evident.

I just followed trouble this time round.

Come to think of it, Vondrich had something to do with Ms Smith's disappearance.

"I love it when my victim is in panic," he catches me off guard amidst the sobs. "It makes you so vulnerable."

Sniffing, "why don't you just kill me," suddenly screaming.

In a blur am yanked to another trunk and he hovers over my neck. He moves a few strands of my hair. I catch my breath.

"I could feel your pulse," he draws two fingers and moves them in circles around my neck. Then I shut my eyes, not wanting to witness anything after.

His fangs protrude and he moves closer when I feel him being yanked suddenly from me in an electric speed.

Opening my eyes, there stands Alec without any trace of Vondrich.

Am planning to update this book into completion before publishing, hope you could be patient with me. Xoxo