'While the people of Orilon were still trying to uncover the mystery behind the animal attack that resulted in two dead, they had to witness another incredible event last night.'
The reporter cleared his throat and took a brief peek at the paper in his hand before continuing, 'Apparently, Orilon experienced a 'blood shower' but before any of you jump to any conclusions, we want to inform you that our town's renowned scientist, Rayna Cooper has done her research on the matter and she has figured out that it was all a result of a complex scientific phenomenon. We will come back with a detailed explanation after a short break.'
Damien yanked the remote out of Nate's grip and switched off the TV. He briefly acknowledged that the flatscreen TV place in the living room stuck out like a crow in a flock of pigeons. The furniture from the 1800s didn't go along well with the modern-day electronics. The chandelier peeked at him from the ceiling above, polished as ever.
He looked away and glared at the figure of Nate lying idly on the couch. He decided to ignore that annoying view and instead snickered, "The council is on crack! They really made the scientist say it is a… a what? A complex scientific phenomenon?" He continued laughing and the sound of his laughter filled the brightly lit room, "No one is going to believe that."
"Don't extend your beliefs to the world. They aren't aware of the reality." Josh who was settled on an armchair raised his eyes from the grimoire in his arms and held Damien's gaze as he continued in a monotonous tone, "Everyone believes in Science. It's the only reasonable and sensible thing on the planet— certainly more believable than the concept of magic."
Damien nodded silently in agreement. If he ever decided to go and tell any human the truth about his identity— the fact that he was a vampire, they would laugh at this face before declaring him mentally ill.
As he thought more over the matter, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion, "Why did the council intervene in this anyway? Blood raining over Orilon is not a vampire-related problem."
Josh sighed before continuing, an amused smile plastered across his face, "Maybe they have decided to take care of all supernatural issues and not just those pertaining to vampires." He pushed the reading glasses in their appropriate position and went back to reading the spellbook.
"I wonder why they haven't solved the blood-drained bodies problem yet." Damien drew in a sharp breath as he remembered vaguely confronting the teen couple in the woods.
It was bad-timing for them but good-timing for him. He was only roaming about, searching for a bunny or a deer to feed on as he contemplated the mess that his life had become. The two youngsters swooped in the middle of his dinner. They were easy preys that he couldn't let go and ended up being the dessert.
In the moments that he tore into their necks and drank their blood, all sanity left his mind. All the rules made by the pesky vampire council didn't matter to him. All he thought of was, if he was indeed going to be dead in some days, he might as well enjoy his last days being well fed.
Josh's firm tone hit his ears, "They are probably waiting for the person who created the problem to clean the mess up." He refrained from directly looking into the vampire's eyes, afraid of letting him see the anger that burnt inside of him.
Although said in a regular blank tone, the words were like pinches to Damien. Josh was still clearly very pissed at him. He couldn't care less.
"Listen to what I got to say," Nate turned on the tanned couch and propped himself up on his elbows, his light brown eyes shone under the faint light given out by the chandelier fixed above him.
Fixing an accusing glare on Damien, he continued, "A blood shower on the same night Damien brings home a girl he thought was 'too pretty to kill'. Coincidence? I think not."
Damien tossed the remote in his hand, targeting Nate's head but he ducked just in time and missed getting hit, "That wasn't the reason, idiot. She can resist mind-control. I told her to not scream and she did. Made me half-deaf in the process." He reasoned but received an eye roll from Nate.
Damien darted his gaze to Josh. No one could read with an expression this serious with a posture as firm but then again, Josh looked like that all the time.
"Why do you think it rained blood, Josh?" His voice sounded like that of a confused child, asking his mother what would happen if he kissed a girl.
Josh took his time to close the grimoire carefully. It was delicate and had to be handled that way. The pages held on the leather binding with much difficulty, ready to give up any second now. One day he would find the time to transfer all of its contents into a new one.
When? He had no idea.
He removed his reading glasses and gently kneaded his eyes while considering the question being asked. Only a while later, he answered, "It is an omen. A bad one, specifically. I have read about such occurrences and I think it means that something bad has happened or is about to happen."
Nate who had been carefully listening to their conversation remarked, "The girl you got here last night, the one who is sleeping in the dungeons below, I'm sure it's because of her." He still sounded sarcastic and that annoyed Josh more than often.
"Or I think it's because our enemies have finally found what they are looking for," Damien concluded, his gaze unfocused. One side glance at Josh and he sensed the tension rising within him too. "The girl has rested enough. If what we think is true then there's no time to waste. Let's go get some answers." He marched towards the spiral staircase; Josh followed him shortly.
"I'll tag along. I want to see who this beauty is." Nate smirked and sauntered behind the pair.
The first thing Eira discovered when she gained consciousness was the pitch blackness surrounding her. Her eyes had only opened but her heart raced when she was greeted with the smell of rancid blood and rusted iron and she shut them close immediately.For as long as she could remember, she had feared darkness. It crawled over her skin like hairy bugs and roiled her stomach. Even when her eyes were closed, she still sensed her surrounding and shadowy, dark figures appeared in front of her inner eyes which she knew really didn't exist.She began sweating coldly even though her surrounding temperature was really low. Her skin shivered with fear while her hands reached around to find the switch and turn on the lamp but she couldn't find it. She usually kept it glowing throughout the night; it helped her sleep the night away. Even though Bella, her room-mate and best pal preferred to sleep in a pitch-black room, she would make an excuse every night only for Eira.With rising anxiety, Eira
Eira sat in complete silence on the metal bed, resting her palms on the edges on either side. She threw away the fear and panic and drew a blank expression across her tanned face, intending to keep it that way for the whole time until was asked to say something. Her heart however raced erratically, threatening to jump out of the ribcage. As her supposed kidnappers approached the cell she was locked in, the temperature around dropped several degrees. Her fingers began to shiver irrevocably but she couldn't be sure if it was them or the fact that she was horribly and absolutely afraid. Their faces were concealed in the darkness. She could only see faint outlines of their figures. Sounds of more footsteps hit her ears. "Did you place the candles as I asked?" One of the figures questioned authoritatively. He wasn't the one who had attacked her. "Yes." This one was. For a moment, silence lingered in the air along with the smell of three different male perfumes. Eira resisted the urge t
Josh crossed his arms slowly and leaned against the brick wall layered with moss, allowing Eira to absorb the information he had just passed. His back pressed completely against the cool, solid, age-old bricks but didn't mind the mud or the green patches on his freshly ironed, beige shirt. In fact, they only made him feel more attached to the source of his power—nature.Eira responded with a sigh and then followed cold silence, one that sent a chill down his spine. No words escaped her plump lips but her blue eyes shot a thousand questions at him. He wanted to answer them but fear kept him at bay. It was an unspoken and ofttimes a spoken rule by the vampire council to keep the secret to them.Josh rubbed the nape of his neck lightly while managing to maintain his calm facade, perceiving well that such a reaction was not completely normal for someone had been kept in the dark for too long. But he wasn't too experienced in the matters of giving satisfying, non-surprising revelations."Lo
Eira felt as though someone had pulled the floor from beneath her feet and she was falling—faster with each second into the depths of insanity. Her senses went numb for a while. A part of her still wished this was a joke or a dream and she would wake up soon but the other acted like a rebel, enjoying the thoughts of being in danger and facing death. But she was certain the latter was a result of her best friend's influence. The saner part regretted the decision of getting wasted and ending up at the cemetery. When Dakota was alive, she had only brought trouble into her life. Even when dead, she was doing a good job.The sound of a sigh greeted her ears as she saw Josh fold his arms yet again, "That is why I have this offer for you. You can choose to accept it or not. Remember, there's danger of death."Unfortunately, I can't reveal to you more about the supernatural activity in our town unless I know for certain you're on our side. If you don't accept the deal, I make you forget all
Damien noticed how Eira's blue eyes silently stared at him. She had put up a brave mask over her face but he could hear the frantic beating of her beat in his ears. That sound made him smirk. He strolled towards her lazily and his steps halted right in front of her. He could sense Josh's dark eyes on him."Did I scare you, little blood bag?" Damien asked with an amused tone, widening his smirk into a grin."I'm not scared of you," He heard her calm reply and his grin turn into a full-blown smile. His eyes moved to the bite marks on her neck and felt her breath hitch at the same moment.She remembers that. "You are, but if you aren't, you should be." He teased her and bared his fangs. She was trying too hard to appear brave and unaffected but silly girl didn't realise he could hear and smell the blood pumping through her veins. He craved to taste it. She somehow still managed to smell like strawberries after spending a whole night in the stinking dungeon.Unfortunately, he had no time
[JOHN]In the ten years that John Williams had worked as a special detective agent, the experience hadn't been close to relaxing for him. The cases were exciting, challenging to his brain. He found himself deeply pressurized for most duration of the cases he handled. And enjoyed the pressure. The race against time. It made him feel alive. But then, a year ago he decided to move to Orilon after his beloved friend Dakota's death and everything changed.Dakota Blake, his childhood friend had been a citizen of the town of Orilon for over five years. She lived with her daughters. While her elder one, Melissa married off with a rich person and got a child, the younger one stayed behind to complete her education even after Dakota passed away. Whenever he visited the town in the past years, Eira, Dakota's younger daughter always complained of her mother's unjust attitude. Sadly, it wasn't his right to tell the girl the truth. Eira was a beautiful little girl, with pretty blue eyes and a smile
As Eira watched the horrific scene unfold, she screamed—or at least, attempted to. Her fingers clutched the bedsheet covering her body and she opened her mouth to scream, as loud as she could but nothing happened.Blood trickled down her mother's long neck and she could nothing but watch. After what seemed like hours, Dr Keeley let go of her and her limp body fell off the stool to the floor.With a sob, Eira closed her eyes shut.When she opened them again, a ceiling appeared in her vision. Her body was resting on something soft. She darted her eyes and realised it was a bed. But not the one at the hospital."Bad dream?" A masculine voice inquired.Eira abruptly lifted the upper half of her body to locate the source of the voice and found the blonde-haired guy leaning against a table on her right, his gaze firmly set on her body.The realisation sunk in gradually—it was just a dream. Yet, it had felt so real."No." The word had escaped her lips before she could think the question throu
Eira learnt that she had rested enough. There wasn't any exhaustion left in her. Instead of sitting quietly, she pledged to learn a few more things. She had a decision to make, and if things didn't go comfortably, she might need an escape plan.Truthfully, she hadn't expected to receive much information from Nate after remembering what Josh had said but surprisingly, he was generous."So, you are a vampire too?" Was her first question.Nate who had settled on a tanned couch placed close to the wall, instantly raised his eyes from his cellphone."Yes," He answered with a low voice.She pressed her lips firmly together before putting another question forward, "And what are vampires like in real life?"Nate seemed to understand that it was going to be a long questionnaire and got up from the couch to sit on the bed beside her."What vampire-based movies have you watched?" He asked, the ghost of a smile playing about on his lips."Only one. Twilight," And only because Arabella had forced h