Chapter 2
1016 Words
“@Coolfunnyquotes: "You love flowers, but you cut them. You love animals, but you eat them. You tell me you love me, so now I'm scared!"
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Earth Realm
“I am sorry I cannot give you any more drinks.” The bartender said to me with a cautious worried look on his face. Staring at all the bottles and glasses I had just donned. Yeah, it was an absurd amount to drink for humans.
“Come on, just five morrre bottles,” I instead complained, my voice slurring a bit for I was now already drunk.
“No, I cannot. I will be blamed if you die from alcohol poisoning,” he responded moving the nearby bottle of alcohol away as I leaned forward to try and grab it.
“What a party pooper,” I scowled now sitting with my arms crossed and glaring at him. Just as I was about to use compulsion on the bartender to give me what I wanted; I was interrupted.
“Hie there gorgeous...you can have my drink.” I turned to my side to see this cute looking guy.
Flashing me his white pearly teeth, the human male he slid over his glass which I quickly grabbed and drank with no hesitation.
“This is strong,” I said feeling as if my tongue was burning from this new drink. But still, I continued drinking it.
“My name is Dave by the way and yours?” He asked looking at me with great interest as he held a bottle and poured more for me.
“Ruby Hearten,” I replied now drunkenly happy to have a drinking buddy.
“Beautiful name. Do you want to get out of here? To go with me and my friend to this new club which has just opened.” He then asked with charm,
“Yeah sure, as long as they don’t have stingy BARTENDERS,” I replied with emphasis while sending another annoyed glare to the bartender. Who instead pretended as if he had not heard me. Continuing to wipe the glass he was holding with a white cloth and a blank unaffected look on his face.
“Oops,” I said as I clumsily almost fell while trying to stand up and walk in my drunken stupor.
“No problem,” Dave politely replied and helped support me to walk out of the club.
Once outside of the club, his friend named Brock came to join us. There was something weird about him but I just could not place it.
First was the way he was dressed, wearing red and black colors, and the mean look he was giving me. Maybe it was just me being a paranoid drunk so ignored it. I focused on Dave`s easy-going smile instead.
“This place you are taking me, better be GOOD,” I crazily shouted after releasing a tired lazy yawn as we continued walking there in the dark.
As for my guards, I knew it was going to be a long while before they would find me. I could already imagine them being busy right now searching everywhere all over the city. With my brother on the phone shouting at them for losing me.
“Oh, it will be good,” Dave replied while sending a secret glance to his friend.
From walking in these long heels, it was then I stumbled again causing Dave to act and catch me in time. But as he did so, to hold on and not fall, my hand grabbed and pulled down the front of his shirt in the process.
My eyes widened as I noticed the unique Vampire hunters tattoo right there on his chest! The black sword tattoo on a shield. With Latin words translating to "We are Protectors and defenders of humanity."
I immediately knew I was now in deep shiz! One Vampire hunter was hard enough to handle but I instead had two strong looking ones. All trained from childhood to kill vampires because they considered us the vermin of earth.
Being that we were at war right now, they could easily do whatever they wanted with me.
Panicking, I immediately pushed Dave away and bolted as if my life depended on it.
But the combination of my drunken stupor and heels equaled disaster. As I instead found myself slamming right into a steel pole of a streetlight and landing right on the ground with my butt.
“Ow,” I wined in pain from both my throbbing forehead and my butt as I tried to stand up and run again.
“You are not going anywhere, Vampire Princess,” I screamed as Brock instead painfully dragged me up by the hair.
“It won’t work, the drink I gave you had vervain,” Dave added now with a cruel smirk as he saw me trying to use my Vampire strength and push them away.
It now made sense why the bruise on my head was not healing and why I had run slower. Vervain was a poison to Vampires, practically making us weaker.
I was already regretting my choices in life. I should have just been a good girl, attended my AA meeting, and gone home to my hotel room. Instead, I had accepted a drink from a stranger and ended up here. I quickly gulped wondering what these Vampire hunters had in store for me.
Dave was no longer looking like that charming guy, he had been a sheep in wolf`s clothing all along! He was now spotting the same mean look as Brock. I regretted not having tried to read his mind before. But Hunters always drank vervain too so I would have read nothing.
I tried to scream for help but only received a hard slap from Brock with Dave placing a gag in my mouth so I would not make any louder noise.
“Oh great,” I thought as I now had a black eye too on top of everything.
Still being dragged by the hair, they led me to their black van.
My breath quickly hitched a bit after they opened the van door as inside was filled with chains, whips, knives, and other torture weapons for their Vampire prisoners.
“Sleep tight Vampire leech,” Brock menacingly said to me before roughly throwing me inside. And the last thing I felt was a syringe piercing into my skin before I went lights out.
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