I was running for my life. My breaths coming in painful gasps as my leg muscles yelled at me to stop. I glanced over my shoulder and regretted it instantly. The three of them moved so fast it was insane. I rounded a corner and entered the mall. My legs thankful for the respite as I walked. This late there weren't many people. But there was some, and cameras. I had to be safer here than out there. I looked back and saw they were gone.
“Here, Rhys.” The sound of her voice sent chills down my spine. I didn't even know why I'd gotten involved with her.
“Go away Vic, there's nothing you can do here,” I said. Putting way more confidence into my voice than I felt. I could feel my pulse going nuts and knew she could as well.
“Oh, you are so wrong dear. But I do like you're cunning I admit,” she said. Flashing a smile that would've had me wanting her, if I hadn't known what she actually was. I backed away, looking around for help. The few shoppers that had been here though were gone.
“How?” I whispered, eyes darted. I watched a camera's light blinked on and off, on and off. It didn't switch back on. She seemed to be enjoying my panic as she stepped closer.
“When you've been around long enough. You learn a trick or two. It helps if you have enough people in enough places as well,” she added the last part with nonchalant shrug. I took another step back, not liking the way her eyes were turnign red at all.
“I swear I won't tell anyone anything,” I murmured as I felt a wall stop me from getting away. She laughed, showing her fangs.
“I know you won't Rhys,” she said, talking to me like I was a child. “Because I'll make sure you have no choice but to be silent.” I looked at the two guys standing beside her and the fourth to my right. I wasn't about to go down that easy. I shoved the guy to my right, digging the silver knife into his gut. I ran away, hearing his growls of pain. I could still feel the heat of the blue flames that no doubt had leapt across his skin. Something pushed me from behind and I sprawled onto the ground. I turned, trying to scramble upright but Victoria held me down.
“Oh my, you do put up a good fight. I'd almost think you worthy of joining us,” she said. Her voice drawling as she enjoyed my attempts to struggle out of her iron hold. I stopped when I realised it was a futile effort.
“Good boy,” she murmured, her head leaning forward. I could feel her breath on my neck. I winced as her fangs bit into my skin and moaned. I wanted to hate it, I really did. But like any other human I was helpless to endorphins vampires pumped into you when they bit you. I could feel my heart struggling in my chest as my breathing slowed down and my vision blurred. That should've been the end of it. Then Victoria pulled away and bite into her own wrist. I felt my eyes widen and I tried pitifully to get away. But every movement was too slow and she easily placed her wrist to my mouth.
“I'm giving you a gift Rhys,” she murmured. My last thought before the pain of the change hit me was that she was so wrong. It wasn't a gift, it was a curse.