Bloody Soul Mate

The rain bathed the London night in a soft, watercolor glow. Like an impressionist painting. Walking down the cool, damp streets was a small teenage boy covered from head to toe in bloody wounds and bruises. "Aren't you a cutie." Lucas lifts his head up quickly his chocolate brown eyes meeting crimson ones. There was a girl with a pale complexion and a smirk on her face standing directly in front of him.

For the last few weeks people started disappearing without a trace. Nobody knew what, where, how or when they disappeared. One thing was for certain however...when they were discovered, they all had the same wounds yet none that looked similar to anything they've ever seen. Law enforcement and citizens cannot figure out why any of this is happening...but Lucas will find out, no matter the cost.