The Kahn (A Larry Vampire Story)

CHAPTER 5

-Harry's Point of View-

I was running from the strange men with red eyes and the sharp fangs. I have heard stories of the creatures before, ones I wished I had never heard.

They were extremely fast, I couldn't even keep ahead when they started running. One of the largest ones grabbed me and roughly shoved me against the wall.

He looked into my eyes, searching for something in them as panic arose in my throat.

To say I was scared was an understatement. I was absolutely terrified. I'm only 18 for Christ's sake! I haven't done anything.

I haven't found my true love. I have had a relationship with a few other people, but it never worked out right. It upsetted my mother. She wanted what was best for me, and this was obviously not it.

"Do you think it is him master?" A smaller creature asked. The guy, creature, thing, holding me smirked and nodded.

"I think it is my slave," his voice was heavy with an Transilvanian accent. I gulped. Most of the stories I had heard about vampires, always originated in Transilvania.

"What are you?" I dared to asked, my voice sounding extremely weak, and my English accent weaker. The person glared at me, causing me cower as much as I could with his grip on me.

"You keep your mouth shut boy. And we, young one, are vampires," he spat. I gulped and gasped quite audibly. So my assumptions were true.

"What do you want with me?" I asked, knowing very well I shouldn't have. The vampire tightened his grip on the collar of my shirt, causing me to gasp for air.

"I told you not to talk, and I expect you to listen!" He yelled, grabbing a hand full of my long curly hair and slamming my head against the brick wall. I heard a crack and screamed out loudly in pain.

I felt a warm but cool liquid drip down my ear and on my neck.

I watched as all the vampires eyes turned from blues and browns to a dark red. Having green eyes were rare, so I'd like to think of myself as special.

My vision was swimming and I had the largest and most painful headache I have ever experienced. I blinked and felt as the vampire threw me to the ground and I screamed again as I hit my head on the concrete.

The vampire guy jumped on me, straddling my hips, and tilting my head. He dipped down and pressed his sharp fangs to the flesh of my neck piercing the skin.

I screamed a bloodcurdling scream as I weakly tried to push him off and hoped someone would come help.

The pain never subsided, even as he stood, motioning for another to take his place. The other one immediately jumped on me, pressing his fangs to the other side of my neck. I screamed loudly, masking the sound of the slurping of the vampire taking my blood.

After a second, he jumped off and the third and final one took his place.

"Suck him dry. Most of his blood should be gone by now. Give him your venom. Then we'll leave as the transformation takes place," the one with the Transilvanian accent said. The smallest vampire nodded.

"Sorry, this'll only hurt a lot," he whispered before quickly piercing his fangs into my neck. I screamed louder than I thought I could as I felt a burning sensation throughout my body.

The vampire covered my mouth with his hand as he continued to suck and release his venom in me.

I felt very weak by this point. My eyes were closed and I couldn't even tell if I was really screaming or not.