Bite Me, Fight Me - h.js

Nineteen

Morning turned to afternoon and afternoon turned to evening. Soon the sun was setting and the more Y/N search for Woojin, the more she gets anxious.

Y/N's went to every places that she knew he would be at however there was no luck. No signs of Woojin could be found. "Could he be with Siyeon?" She mumbles under her breath but soon gives in to the soreness of her legs.

Y/N look around the park that she and Woojin used to play at when they were younger, recalling the days when she would nag him to push her just so that she could feel the wind going through her hair. Those were the good days.

The young women prays that nothing bad has happened to her brother.

"No luck?" A familiar voice asks from behind the bench she was resting on.

Y/N whips her head around to face the tall boy. Hyunjin remain standing, leaning his weight onto his right foot, with his arms crossed. His eyes maintains their red glow as they stares into her brown ones.

She sighs, "Sadly, nothing." She reply, "You?" Hyunjin reply with the same answer.

As the two of them remain in their spot, the minutes continues to tick by. Y/N was afraid of the possibilities and same goes with Hyunjin. The dark hair boy clears his throat as he takes a step closer towards the bench.

"May I?" Hyunjin gestures toward the empty spot beside her and Y/N quickly nodded.

Quietly, he contemplated on if he should tell his friend or not about her brother's where about. Would it put at her at ease, a tiny bit? Or would it worry her more? Thinking about all of the outcomes of her reactions makes Hyunjin uncomfortable. Right when things were going great...Woojin just had to be caught up into these nasty stuffs with his kind.

Mustering up every last drop of sanity in him, Hyunjin spoke, "Y/N...promise me you won't go crazy about murdering vampires again after I tell you this?" The strange question caught her attention and Y/N gulp. Hyunjin noticed the tense air forming above them again and cracks a smile.

"Your brother has been taken by vampires."

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That evening the sky was painted a deep blood red, almost resembling a familiar red pair of eyes. Seated upon the balustrades of the balcony, with a silver knife in his lap, Jisung remain silence with his eyes close. Softly, he could feel the cool breeze running through his blue locks.

Jisung is thinking of a plan to get his sister back along with his friend, but things didn't seem to be as easy as he had thought. To find help, he would have to return home and mend back the relationship he's broken off with his father.

Jisung would much rather be turned to dust than to lose his pride and dignity for the likes of others below him. Just recalling the reason why he left home makes his blood boils. Jisung takes a hold of the knife in his lap and raises it to inspect again.

The blood stains were already gone after he had cleaned it, but the smell of blood still remains. Tempting to test the knife he was interrupted by a sound coming from afar the gate of his mansion. Not too far he could see a figure dressed in black, finding their way onto his property.