Kira POV
I woke up to the sound of voices and a freaking pain in my chest. Fuck! I really thought being a vampire would be more fun not painful.
When I was dead dead I couldn't see or hear anyone but myself for a while so I'm assuming I'm not in the middle of nowhere this time. Thank God, whatever that thing is that tried to kill me back there, I never want to encounter it again. I couldn't touch it, I couldn't see it, then how tf am I suppose to kill it?
This time I still have my memory unlike the first time, so I'm guessing whoever shot me, did that on purpose. Which means, he's probably planning something a lot more painful.
No need to be so negative... Maybe he likes me and this is his way of making friends, ya know. This isn't funny Dumbass
Oh wait... I killed Spencer. Is it bad that I don't feel guilty about it at all? I know it's wrong and that's probably the reason why I liked it so much. I have no regrets about it whatsoever, I'd do it all over again in one breath.
She was one of my first friends back in highschool, we kicked it off on the first day and I thought she was cool. Turns out she was... but underneath that, she was one toxic little snake. She'd go days without talking to me if I ever got a grade higher than hers. I always pretend like I didn't notice because I never really cared. Like bitch, I'm toxique. Call me the fancy version of toxic, I can hold a grudge for as long as forever. I'm the type of person that acts like I don't notice when you're being shitty and attack you when you least expects it.
Now that I think about it, Tyler wasn't even that cute. He was just a nice guy, and that crush only lasted for like three days. The worst thing about it, is that she didn't even liked him at all, like he wasn't even her type, she was just being a bitch. She literally asked him out just because she thought it would hurt me, but I pretended like didn't care because I was over him before that. I'm not even sure what she accomplished from it, because they never even went on a second date.
We're equal. She looked me deep in the eyes and pretended to smile even though she knew exactly that I was the one that put that Poison Ivy in her shampoo. I remember that night, she was crying and itching in the towel and was like "is that poison Ivy? How did it get in there?" Lol and I was like, "It was me bitch, have fun," and walked out of her house with a big-ass smirk on my face before she kicked me out herself. A giggle left my lips when I flashback on that accomplishment.
Now here I am, giggling like an idiot.. Chain to a chair in the basement of my old house. I hope the 6 men upstairs discussing their methods of injecting me again if I try anything, doesn't hear me. I pull on the chains tensely right as they speak, fuck that, I'm just draining the little energy I have left. Even the chair is made of metal. These people aren't playing
This is very uncomfortable, the chains are wrap below my boobs, tieing my hands backwards, not to mention that my feet are tied the same way around the legs of the metal chair. This is way worse than normal kidnapping.
I groan knowing damn well that this isn't necessary. The chair is cemented in the floor and there's no way I can possibly tilt it backwards or anything like that to break it, so chaining my feet to the legs of the thing isn't necessary. As for my hands, they could've chained it to my side instead, but no... these people are definitely professionals.
By the way they're talking about me and my kind, I'm assuming they're some type of vampire hunters. Either that, or they're assassins that really has it out for me.
The entire house stinks of chemicals. This place changed a lot since the last time I was here. It's completely abandoned, so obviously no one lived here while I was away. I wonder what happened to my aunt? Knowing her, she's probably in another city doing what she always does, focusing on herself and only herself. Damn, it looks like everyone is actually happy to have me out of their lives.
The men stops talking and I sense one of them coming towards the basement. He doesn't have any blood with him, so I guess they're planning on starving me. Which is obviously a stupid idea.
I doubt he's going to offer me any of his blood either, because that ofcourse is an even dumber idea and none of them sounds kind enough to even think about doing anything like that. They're a bunch of meanies.
These people have me tied up down here, with no lights, no blood, not even a drop of water. I don't even know what time it is or how long I've been down here for. I didn't even do anything... to them... I think.
"Good, you're awake!" a male voice echoes. He switch on the lights and starts walking towards me. That's the same creep that shot me. I huff, longing the taste of blood on my poor dry lips. Only God knows how much I wanna rip this dude's heart out right now.
My chest hurts so freaking much. Why aren't I healing? Fuck. I slowly look down at my wound, this is the same place Alli stabbed me. That healed a long time ago because I didn't have a wound when I woke up. Out of all the places on my fucking body, this creepy little motherfucker shot me right there, the exact same place.
I bite down on my lip trying not to act like a wimp. It really hurts. The bullet is still lodge inside me, that's probably why the wound isn't healing. They could've atleast pulled it out... but no. Meanies
"You don't talk?" He grunts pulling a knife out of his pocket. "Nah, I'm not much of a talker, but I do bite," I smirk.
"Aren't you brave," he whispers stooping in front of me. Nah hunny, you da brave one. "Before you try anything, I shot you with a wooden bullet mix with vervain... That's strong enough to keep you down until the moon rise,". Well that explains why it hurts so fucking much.
He's right. I'm weak asf. No matter how hard I pull on these goddamn chains, they won't break. I can barely move anything but mouth.. But that's enough for me right now. I can bark as well as I can bite
"Don't worry darling..." He smirks sharpening his knife, "your boyfriend will be here soon,". Oh shit! I almost forgot I called Christian. I told him not to come. But a part of me knows he will. Yeah he'll definitely show up. "He's not my boyfriend," I mumble in a low tone.
What does he know about Christian? Pfft, he's a hunter, ofcourse he knows about Christian.
I watch as he sharpens the blade smirking like a freaking maniac. His eyes meet mine as he lift the blade closer to my leg. "Nice thighs," he smirks rubbing the knife on my left thigh. "Sorry creep, you're not my type, " I growl.
"What do you want with me!" I snap at him. At this point I'm starving and I aint got time for this bullshit. "Isn't it obvious? We want you dead," he said and with that, he jammed the knife into my freaking thigh. Ow muthafucker. My scream must've brought the attention of the others in the house, because I hear heavy footsteps sprinting towards the room. Three other guys enter the room but they all looks as if they're indeed enjoying the show.
"I swear to you muthafucker... " I growl as he push the knife deeper into my thigh, "when I get out.... I'm going to kill you myself with nothing but my bare hands."
"If!" He shouts. Boy breath stank.
"If you get out of here alive" he whispers in my ear. Ew
I'm gonna kill these muthafuckers. He pull the knife out of my bloody leg and the wound struggles to heal because of how weak my body is. I'm so freaking hungry!!! And the fact that four human bloodbags are standing here and there's no nothing I can do to rip the smugly smile off their faces is worse than the fucking pain in my chest.
Even if the vervain does wear off before they do more than just stabbing me with a knife, I'll never be able to break the chains. Not without a little blood atleast.
It's all apart of their plan. I heard them discussing it, draining me of my energy until I'm completely helpless. Hurting me physically? Fuck that... But starving me is a little too extreme. "This is not the way to treat a lady," I mumble.
As expected, the look on his face is obvious he doesn't care. He walk over to the others and starts whispering in their ears. Really? This bitch does know I have supernatural hearing.
"Watch her. I'm going outside to check on the other guys. She's just a vampire now but she's more dangerous than she looks" he whispers. This guy smart. I'm guessing he's the boss. "If she does anything... Like anything at all.. Aim at her heart," he whispers a little louder this time. That's when I realize they all have guns with wooden bullets. They're vampire hunters for sure.
"Sir we have a problem!" A male voice shouts from upstairs. Instead of leaving, he slowly walks over to me with his hostile look and stab the knife into my other leg. This time with more force than the first time, causing the blade to go directly through my leg. I yelp in pain as my leg shivers. "This is how I treat people like you... especially you," he whispers before walking away.
I'm not gonna scream... I'm not gonna scream... I'm not gonna scream...
'Grow a pair of balls bitch!'
Human Kira would've been screaming in pain right now, but unfortunately... she died.
With the blade still stuck in my leg, I straighten my neck and mentally wipe my invisible sweat. I ain't no fucking wimp.
I'm still in pain, I'm still hungry, I still can't move. My ear on the other hand, it still works well enough for me to eavesdrop and ofcourse I'm going to eavesdrop on whatever issue they're talking about. I hope that 'problem' doesn't have anything to do with me.
"What is it?" He shouts. Wooow!! My hearing is really good. "The girl performed a transport spell..." The guy says. The girl? I bet they're talking about Lisa or Lina or something like that, I'm not sure. She's Alli's friend, I remember her from Stanford. Christian introduced me to her once, that was the same time I met his sister and that was the first and last time I've ever spoken to both of them. "They are suppose to be here any minute now". Maybe the problem does have something to do with me.
"Four of them to be precise... " a female voice scoffs. "Vervain for the sister and I don't mean one or two shots, you can't be too careful with her, she's strong. Wolfsbane for the shewolf... As for the witch, I'll handle her". I'm guessing she's a witch too and I have a feeling she's not one of the nice ones.
Trying to ignore my three watchmen, I tilt my head to the side focusing on the girl. Her voice sounds oddly familiar. I've definitely heard that voice before, I don't know where or when though but I've met her before. Either way, I already don't like her.
"I'll take care of Christian," the boss said, I can hear him giggle a bit. I couldn't help but laugh at that statement. Who are you to go up against Mr badass hybrid?
The watchmen glares at me patting their gun. I roll my eyes and relax in my very uncomfortable chair. I had to laugh, I just had to. No biggie.
'Take care of Christian? Tf he means by take of Christian. What? Is he going to try and seduce him? Ofcourse not, White boy's straight. Very very very straight.'
"What about the bitch down there?". Oh no she didn't. She's dead.
"My men will handle her," he respond.
I don't know what these guys want with me.. But I know it has something to do with my transition and the people Christian told me wanted to kill me. He never told me about hunters that'll kidnap me when I woke up.
I really don't wanna drag Christian into this mess.
But isn't he the reason why i'm in this mess in the first place? He was the one that brought me to Stanford. Whether it was to protect me or not, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him.
I'm prepare for anything that's suppose to happen tonight. I'm not scared or nervous at all and I have a very strong feeling I should be.
I'm gonna get out of here.
"We have to kill her before the moon rise.." The boss shouts "and if Mr remoné does shows up.... We'll kill him too". If? Tf you mean by if? White boy is definitely goin' show up.
About the killing part... We'll see about that
"Ohhh we're gonna have some fun with you," one out of the three dudes says flicking his blade. "Then what are you waiting for?" I breathe out. "Enjoy it while it lasts."
I hope when it's my time to have fun, they don't act like a bitch.
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Christian POV
"Alli?!" I call out. Lisa's spell worked perfectly, we are less than 20km away from Kira house in Ohio. I think. I haven't been here in a while but I know the place very well, so I'm just assuming that I'm correct. "Here." I heard her call out from behind me. "Where's Lisa and Rachel?". "We're here!". We have 2 and a half hours until the moon rise.
The moon will rise a little before midnight, that's the way it always has been. Even if they're vampires and werewolves in the area which I doubt there is, they're not going to be out until after the moon rises. My kind, vampires in specific, doesn't usually roam this area, because of the people that lives around here. Not even the innocent citizens are aware of the type of people they live amongst. People that'll go as far as using their clueless neighbours as bait for vampires. Most times the greedy and immatures fell for it, while I, well, I do it for the challenge and obviously, I always get what I came for in the end.
This time, it isn't challenge. It's more like a mission.
"Okay let's go" I said. The only thing that's on my mind right now is 'what the am I gonna do to whoever hurt Kira?'.
The streets are empty, as expected, there's literally not one human in sight. Everyone is locked inside, no music, nothing, if I couldn't sense the presence of the living then I'd say this place is a ghost town. Obviously it isn't a coincidence that the night that things go wild, the town goes dead. I shake my head walking pass the many houses.
Locking themselves in isn't always effective because if I wanted to, I'd easily break into the houses.
My eyes catch an interesting flier along the sidewalk. Rachel sees it and catch it before it blows away, "No wonder this place looks like a ghost town..." she mumbles reading it, "It's on lockdown."
Why would a town with such a low crime rate need a lockdown? Or maybe it's because of the low crime rate why they have a lockdown. I raise an eyebrow reading the flier once more, the real question here is... Are they doing this to protecting the people? or, Is there something or someone they're hiding from them?
This used to be the place where humans were used as bait to lure my kind into the traps of our enemies. The only difference is, the bait here is Kira.
"So what's the plan?" Lisa asks. "What plan? We go in... Kill anything that moves.... find Kira. Get home before the moon rise. It's pretty simple." My sister shrugs. I laugh a bit at her statement. God, I love my sister.
"You two are really siblings," Lisa chuckles shaking her head.
We walk up to her house. There's something weird about this place, it smells too much like chemicals. "Hunters" Alli frowned. "I know," I mumble rolling my eyes. This should be fun..... or deadly.
Ofcouse the hunters are behind this, they're the only ones smart enough to mask their scent from vampires and werewolves. "Smart" Rachel adds. I nod in agreement, smart but delusional.
Regardless of the chemicals, I still caught her scent. It's different now that she's superhuman but it's the same to me.
"This is a trap," I whisper scanning everything I can about the house. Its reeks of chemicals, the windows are grilled, all the windows. "If you know the place as well as I do, you know that there's no way it's on lockdown because of crime rate or disease outbreak."
This is hunters' territory, usually this would be trespassing but now I'm just simply here to take back what's mine.
"What are you trying to say?" Lisa asks looking around. "The hunters are smart Lisa, they're not keeping the people inside because they're concern about their safety..." I scoff shaking my head. "They're keeping them inside because of what might happens if Kira gets outside."
Hunters took over this place years ago. Most of them are narcissists, they don't care about the people as much as they care about getting rid of my species.
I know from experiences with them that hunters blends in with human the same way vampire, werewolves and even witches do. We don't walk around with our fangs and claws everyday and they don't walk around showing off their guns with wooden bullets. It's easy to tell them apart, they're almost always drenched in vervain. They hate us and we hate them, they're usually the one to hunt us down and make their move but time has change, plans have change and they took someone, I have to get back.
Even if I have to burn down everything and everyone in this town to ashes, to get Choco out of there... She's coming with me.
"You got all that from just looking at the house?" Rachel query. I shrug and she squints before patting my shoulder. "Aw, smart Christian is back," she laughs and move away before I could temporarily break her hand. If there's one thing I like about her, is that she always manage to find away to make people laugh in serious time. I'm not laughing but they are so, well well.
"She's in the basement.." I breathe out, "Rachel come with me, we'll take the front" I point to the door. "You two take the back, if this really is a trap, they'll both be open". Alli already has her fangs out and Lisa is all set to do her 'abracadabra'. "Find Kira," I told Alli and Lisa as they head around the back.
"Smart Christian?" Rachel mumbles, "so if this a trap, shouldn't we have a plan?". Here we go again. "You don't need one. They didn't exactly lured us here, okay? They lured me here, I'm the one they really wanted to come. There's a 80% chance that they'll hurt you guys including Alli, there's a 94% they'll hurt her because she's my sister and she's strong, but you guys aren't the problem so they'll most likely just knock you out. And dont ask me how I know this, I just know..." I explain. "You guys aren't the problem."
I'm not stupid. Hunters torture and kill depending on how the strong the person is. Whereas, they can easily weaken us once they get the chance. So if they really wanted Kira dead, she would've dead already and it's not a coincidence that they shot her right after she called me. This is obviously a trap and I'm walking straight into it. Well well well
"Let's go kill some people" I smirk, winking at Rachel. As expected, she smirks back. The blood moon triggers werewolves before vampires. That's why I chose her to go with me, wolves stick together in times like these.
Rachel and I transform at the same time; fangs and claws. Let's just say we're ready to fuck things up!!
I slowly open the door, stepping in one foot after another. I've had lots of experience with vampire hunters, they're not really the dumbest people on earth. If you know what I mean.
Then I hear screams coming from the basement. Not just any scream though.. her scream. I'm very very familiar with screams and that was not a 'I'm being tortured' scream. I'm bloody sure that there's no way in hell that they're stupid enough to touch her inappropriately; because then I'll surely ship the few people I care about on a cruise, while I'll sit peacefully on the top of Mount Everest, happily drinking more than 20 bottles of vodka 'y mira el mundo'. (and watch the world burn)
All of a sudden the place went quiet. "It's quiet in here," Rachel whisper. "Too quiet" I add.
Before she could say anything else, I hear footsteps. Very low footsteps.. Someone must be on their tippy toe. My vampire instincts starts twitching as I listen keenly to the persons' footsteps and then bam!! I attack the man and devour into his neck as his gun fall to the floor. Never sneak up on a hybrid.
"I thought we came here to kill" Rachel grumbles watching me devour into the mans' neck. I roll my eyes at her and finish the guy by ripping out his neck with my fangs. "A vampire has its needs, chica".
"The gun has wooden bullets," she said picking up the gun. "Not surprise," I reply walking towards the basement. Her aura is weak, hungry and angry, how long has she been down there? I can't believe they're stupid enough to starve her and expect to walk out of here alive.
I was halfway towards the door when I hear gunshots behind me. Shit Rachel!. I quickly turn around to see her holding a completely detached heart in her hands. "Nice" I said giving her a thumbs up. "Thank___" before she could even finish I felt something inject in my neck.
Vervain.
I didn't even have time to turn because someone shot me in my leg and I fell. Another man attack Rachel by injecting her with wolfsbane twice. She's out completely. Even with my with injured leg, I speed over to her and catch her before falls on the piece of wood on the floor. I know they're not going to hurt her, so she's going to be fine. She's a werewolf and they have nothing against her.
Whoever attacked me should know, vervain and a shot to the leg alone, will not keep me down. I quickly regain my strength and trip the man that inject me and rip his heart out. I pull the bullet out so it can heal quickly and carefully guide the needle out the back of my neck. Well well well. Before I could even attack anyone else... There was another needle in my neck. Wolfsbane
"You really thought we'd just draw someone like you here without intense preparation," a voice said from behind me.
This isn't enough you idiot!
I roll my eyes and slowly pull the needle out of my neck. He grabs his gun, "I wouldn't do that if I were you," I growl. He ignores my warning and proceed to shoot, I dodge the bullet and grab him kicking the gun aside. Can't say I wasn't nice enough give him a warning.
"You kill me... she dies!".