His deep-set blue eyes showed no emotions at all as he peered down at her, the jagged scar beneath his left eye turning white hot. He was angry- angry with her and she didn’t even know what she had done. Slowly his smile turned into an evil grin that made him look vile, his cold hands clamped down hard on her shoulders digging his nails in deep.
“What have I done to you,” She screamed.
Her struggles against his grasp proved to no avail, his grip was of iron. A heartless chuckle surrounded her, chilling her to the bone. He wasn’t the man she had fell in love with….he was someone different. He was the monster he harbored within.
“ Oh this hun? You haven’t done this I’ve just taken back to my natural born killer. Now shut up and hold still.”
As his bared canines slowly inched towards her neck she struggled, screaming at the top of her lungs. She didn’t want to die. No not this way…..she wanted him to change her. To let her be his for the rest of their immortal lives. Before she knew it his teeth had sunken into her arteries, leaving her weak against everything that came. Old memories of the beatings her father would give and the curse words she’d heard hiding behind the couch found their way before her eyes. Suddenly everything went black and her world drifted away. The last thing she remembered was the rush of falling and the splashing of water…………
Elena woke up screaming, her body covered in a cold sweat, the blankets of her bed thrown to one side. She had dreamed the same thing for the past six weeks and each night she still woke from it screaming. Was she really that afraid of death? With a heavy sigh she rolled out of bed and slipped on her red silk robe before stalking into the kitchen. Her multi-million dollar home wasn’t like any of the others in the city, hers had been left to her in her grandmothers will. Many people would go crazy from living in a house that wasn’t able to serve their every desire, wasn’t able to talk to them but Elena loved the peace and quiet. Day in and day out she spent her time acting like a content CEO employing and working with those that were both machines and ones that acted like them. With a heavy heart she poured herself a cup of coffee and sunk down in the one arm chair that sat at the table, trying to forget that in just a few hours she’d be pretending. Nothing seemed the same anymore. There were no values, no reason to live anymore except for money and power. Before Elena knew it the coffee cup she held was drained to the last drop and her mind had shifted to day dreaming.
“Ms. Krypton…..Ms. Krypton…..Elena where are you?”
With a start she turned to see the shadowy figure of her friend stalking up the hall. Had it been the right idea to give him a key to her house? Slowly she got up and slipped into her bed room, grabbing a suit from her closet as she did so. The texture of the suit didn’t quite feel right against her skin but unfortunately it was required.
