Prologue

I take a deep breath and step back, looking down at the lifeless body at my feet. How could you do this? The voice in my head accuses me, its tone full of anger. I shrug and kick the body away from me, disgust showing clear on my face. It's not my fault. I snarled back. It's who I am. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the matches i always carried. I quickly lit one and threw it onto the mangled body and turned, walking away as i heard the fire crackle.

 

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and sighed. Despite how disgusted I was with myself, I was satisfied. And that's all that mattered. Look, you know if I didn't drain that body dry, I would go on killing. Silence answered me. Would you rather me keep that body alive and then feed on another? Still silence. I growled slightly and shook my head. Whatever.

 

"Ma'am, I think you have something on your shirt." a voice said from in front of me and I jumped. I glanced down at my shirt and stared in horror at the huge blood stain. I stripped off the shirt, thankful that I had a tank top on, and smiled at the guy.

 

"Thanks, I would have never noticed." I said, chuckling at the guy's wide eyes as he watched me strip my shirt off. I rolled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

 

"No problem, lady." the guy said, his eyes following my every movement. I rolled my eyes. His attention was really starting to annoy me. "So, you like starting fires?" He asked, glancing behind me.

 

I looked at him through narrow eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about." I said, looking him straight in the eyes.

 

"Really?" he glanced behind me again and then glanced down at my pocket. "Doubt it."

 

Suddenly I was right in his face, our bodies only centimeters apart, eyes staring into each others. "Forget everything you saw, go home and feed that nice family you have, be a good guy. Or I will kill you." I growled, my fist clenching the front of his shirt.

 

The guy remained silent for a minute and then he sighed. "Excuse me, but I have a family to go home to." he said, pushing me away. I smiled as I watched him walk away.

 

A little dramatic, don't you think? the voice said, making me roll my eyes once more.

 

Leave me alone. I sighed.

 

I don't see how you can live with yourself. All alone. No one to talk to. No one to love, or to love you. Pretty pathetic if you ask me.

 

I growled. I'm a vampire. I don't need anyone to love. And as much as I hate it, I still have you to talk to. It sucks.

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Interesting. :D I just hope this isn't some sappy romance though... Let me know when you update!! ^_^