Part 2

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A party.

Of all places his teammates convinced him to go to, they chose a party.

They knew he had an aversion to parties and gatherings in general, so was that the reason they made him tag along?

Whatever their motives, the young male didn't want any part in this crazy chaos. He stuck to the walls, squeezing past groups of drunken teenagers and belly-baring cheerleaders. He was by no means a people person, just a faceless nobody who went along with whatever suited him.

This often led him to be alone, which he honestly didn't mind. He just assumed no-one would want his company anyways.

At the foot of the stairs, the teen sat down, head in hands. He paid no mind to the crowd around him, sorting through the thoughts filling his head.

So focused he was on his task that he didn't notice-or rather, didn't care about the small nick on his arm, just the slightest rupture in his skin. Nor did he think about the figure shrouded in black that glided up the stairs, licking something off a kitchen knife, or the fact that the stranger grinned with a mouth that held four gleaming white fangs...

By the time the young male looked up, the mysterious person was gone, the only evidence that he'd been there a miniscule scratch on his forearm.

The highschooler studied the scrape, intrigued. Where did it come from?

He stood up, suddenly woozy. Stumbling to the door, he fumbled with the doorknob, finally staggering outside. He took several deep breaths, filling his lungs with the urban air. He still felt a bit dizzy, so he slowly made his way down the small porch steps.

Not even a second after he regained level footing, someone conked him on the head. He fell forward, a blurry figure swooping in to break his fall. The last thing the teen saw was a pearly grin, exposing all the person's teeth...

...and four sharp, glistening fangs.

Then unconsciousness claimed him, and all he saw was black.

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