Chapter 01 (2)

The guy in the middle wore a black leather jacket over a plain black t-shirt and matching black jeans. Eliot had to admit that the guy looked good in black. His posture was relaxed-legs crossed casually, back resting back into the fluffy cushions and a glass of expensive wine dangling from his hand. His blonde hair was tied back-though a few strands still managed to escape and were framing his face. The thing that stood out the most was definitely his crimson red eyes which stood out strikingly against his white skin.

To his right was a girl. She was easily the most beautiful woman Eliot had ever seen with her straight black hair which reached her waist. Her lips were painted a dark red-the color of fresh blood-matching her eyes framed by dark lashes that were long enough to brush her cheeks. Her black dress sparkled were the light hit making it look like a thousand stars were sewn to it.

Seated opposite to her-to the guys left-was another guy who looked like a carbon copy of the girl in features, only that his were sharper. His black hair barely brushed the top of his shoulders. His jacket was draped on the seat and through the short sleeves of his black t-shirt, his toned muscles were very visible.

Even from just watching them from afar, Eliot felt a chill run down his spine. They seemed otherworldly with as air of danger around them.

As Eliot was observing them, the black-haired guy looked in his direction. Feeling terrified by the hungry glint in his eyes, Eliot excused himself to the bathroom to collect himself.

He stood in front of the mirror, observing himself. His light brown bangs were almost covering his hazel eyes, which were ringed with thick, long lashes. His ivory complexion had paled due to fear, turning his face almost white.

Shaking his head, he splashed water on his face. That look had to be his imagination. It was the kind of look a predator would give to his prey, not human.

As Eliot was gathering his thoughts, he heard the door lock falling into place with a soft 'click' noise. Raising his head from the sink, he slowly looked into the mirror to find blood red eyes stare back at him hungrily. The crazed look in his eyes made him freeze in place, unable to move.

Strong arms locked Eliot's arms tightly in place making it impossible for him to escape. He bared his teeth, and Eliot realized that it wasn't his teeth he bared, but fangs. The vampire tilted his prey's head, exposing his neck and without a hesitation, he sunk his fangs through the thin skin membrane sucking the sweet red liquid coursing through the neck.

Eliot felt his vision darken as he slowly lost consciousness. The vampire looked in horror of what he had done as the body went limp in his arms. He licked the punctured holes clean and watched as the skin began to knit together again. Removing all traces of blood, he turned to leave. He looked at the fragile body on the floor, which looked like a sack of skin and bones, like glass that could easily be broken.

The sweet taste of his blood still lingered on his tongue, a reminder that he nearly killed the human and therefore should take responsibility. Making a quick decision, he gently carried the human and returned back to the table where the other two vampires were waiting for him to return.

"We have a situation", he almost whispered, unable to look either of them in the eye.

Neither of them asked what had happened. Instead, they too stood up to leave. Leaving a sum of money on the table, the three of them left the bar and headed back to the clan base with the fragile body in the dark haired vampire's arms.

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