I cleared my throat. “I don't think that's a good idea Chloe.”

Chloe opened her mouth to speak, but Jayden rushed to her defense. “Of course it's a good idea! How the hell else is she going to figure anything out. I mean, why so serious Twilight?”

I met Jayden's eyes. He was challenging me, that much I knew. Luckily for Jayden I was spent and in no mood for a pissing contest. I was feeling suddenly claustrophobic in the room . Everyone was waiting for an explanation from me. Eyeing me with scrutiny. Quickly I made the decision to beeline for the door.

“Where are you going?” Rosa's voice shot out suspiciously.

I barred my fangs. “Snack.Care to join me?” Rosa made a disgusted face. “Is that all you ever thing about is food?”

“No.” I said trailing my eyes lazily across her body, until she realized what I was doing. I smiled as Rosa flipped me the bird. Chloe suppressed laughter at her expense.

Once I was far enough away from the house I felt my fangs retreat and my face relax. I pulled my cell phone out and wasted no time punching the address into my search engine. The image that popped up was that of an old decrepit building. Just as I suspected. This place was a vampire nest. The longer I stared at the picture, the more the memories started to resurface. What business did Chloe have being at the warehouse? As far as I knew it hadn't been restored or used for anything, in the years since I had been there. Over fifty years had passed since I took refuge against the the eye, a formidable group of vampire hunters.

I let his mind wander. I let himself remember those darker memories that I rarely accessed. My darker days started up again in Spearfish....Miserable and tired of being alone, I succumbed to the pleas of a group known as the Nox Liberi to join their ranks. I adopted the rules of my kind; hunt or be hunted. I should have known better than to keep such company. The Nox Liberi, which translated to night children, were a deadly gang of vamps who embraced their immortality by shedding blood of the innocents. Specifically those who prayed for their souls, those who thought they were monsters. For awhile I was a Nox Liberi, a true monster. The worst part was sometimes, I liked it. I liked the euphoria. The feeling of sinking my teeth into some hapless person's skin. I never killed my victims only rejoiced in the horrific appeal of feeding off of them. At that time I relinquished my will. I learned to take pleasure in my victim's initial shock. It was a natural high.

Roughly I snapped his phone shut, encasing the gadget in my fist.

“Are you alright?” A voice asked.

I turned sharply. Chloe was standing there, either unaware or unafraid of the danger I presented.

“I'm fine Why would you ask?” I snapped, as a gust of wind picked up. The sent of Chloe's blood lingered in the air, tauntingly, testing me.

“Well.”Chloe began. “Your out hear hoping to catch a breath of fresh air.”

“So?" I responded.

“You don't breath Rayne.” Chloe noted.

I shrugged, “Old habits die hard. Tell me Chloe have you heard of a group called the eye?” I asked forcefully.

Chloe shook her head, there was that sent again. “No, not that I know of. I don't remember...” She said uncertainty. I profiled her for a minute. She was all to innocent, all to unsure of herself. No, I decided, whatever her business was in Spearfish it didn't involve the eye. But the address? It was the exact location of the warehouse. The old nest, before the eye came and invaded it. As far as I knew the eye still occupied the territory. There was only one way to find out.

“Rayne?” Chloe whispered.

“Yes?” I asked, my voice gentler this time.

“Your crushing your cell phone.” She said, amused.

I opened my fist and let off on my grip on the phone. The device laid crushed in my hand. I dared a glance at Chloe. Better it than you, I thought, wanting nothing more than to sink my teeth into...I felt my face transform. I turned his back on her. “Christ.” I swore. “Chloe would you mind?”

I didn't turn back around until the sound of her footsteps disappeared and I could no longer smell the coppery sent of her blood.

The End

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