KATERINA
I was walking peacefully down the street, just minding my own business when his scent caught me off guard.
Why did the universe hate me?
"Katerina," Haydon sang as he walked closer and closer toward me.
I tightened my fingers into a fist and kept on walking, pretending not to be fazed by him, but inside I was a whirlwind of fear, irritation, and hot rage.
"Oh, Kitty Cat, don't be like that, come on talk to me!" he whined. He was now standing right next to me. His scent was lingering in the air. I sniffed it and sighed softly. Then I focused back on being angry with him.
KATERINAAfter about an hour or so, the school bell rang, signalling the end of gym period. So, I quickly got into the shower and got dressed. Honestly, I did not know what the point was of having PE so early in the morning. Now we were going to be sweaty and smelly the rest of the day. Once I had finished tying my shoelaces, I grabbed my things, packed them away and ran to my next class-mathematics- which I was running late for, again. After mathematics I went to science and the English and then lunch. I walked toward the table where my friends were seated with a tray of macaroni, Greek salad and a box of lukewarm apple juice in my hands. I sat down and looked around for Haydon, almost instinctively and found him further away, at a table crowded wit
KATERINA"They're what!" I yelled as my brother and I continued walking home from school. I had just received the most disturbing news of the day! Today just seemed to get more and more interesting!"Dating. Haydon and Evangeline are dating," my brother said for about the fifteen hundredth time. The more I heard it, the more shocked I got, the angrier I became. I gaped at him in disbelief and slowly felt the rage bubble up in the darkest, deepest parts of my belly. I could not, however, understand why I was so angry though. What could the reason possibly be?"Since when?" I screamed out louder than I should've.
HAYDON"So where exactly is this place for underground fights again?" I asked Jeremy as he grabbed himself a glass of blood from the refrigerator. "At the edge of the town in the old abandoned factory. The code is nine four eight three and the password is ‘Bleed’," he said. Honestly… how original."Uh huh. And what will I be doing there?" I asked. "Well after the fights for cash, there are rounds where everyone can fight anyone till the death.""And who will be there?"Jeremy plopped himself on the dark green
KATERINA"Excuse me?" my mother said while putting a cake tin into the warm oven. "Umm Haydon told me to tell you that he invited some friends over from Italy to umm stay here?" I said sounding totally unsure. "For what purpose and why was he talking to you again. Doesn't he have a life?" my mom said while flicking her long straight black hair away from her eyes. "How must I know mom. I don't read minds like you do." I said sarcastically. She burst out laughing. "Leroy come here quickly!" she said still laughing. My fiery redhead, blue-eyed father came r
HAYDONLuke, Brian, Christopher, Boris and Francis stood in my living room with shock all over their faces."Who is she and what has she done with our Haydon," green-eyed brunette, Luke asked as he came closer toward the black couch that I was sitting on. He had a strange look on his face, resembling a mixture of constipation and squinting."What are you guys talking about?" I asked. Christopher made his way closer to me and sat beside me, his black, wavy hair bouncing as he sat down. He flicked his blue eyes toward me. Then inspected me very, very closely. So closely, that his face was literally in my face."What are you doing? Ever heard of a thing called personal space?" I said, mocking Katerina slightly as I remembered when she had said the same thing to me.
KATERINAIt had been two weeks since I last spoke to Haydon. During those three weeks I had met his friends, at school. First was Christopher, he was more of the quiet loner of the group. I had met him by literally bumping into him the hallways on my way to give the receptionist her coffee. He was actually kind and soft spoken. A real gentleman, which was why I had not treated him with the same seething hostility as when I was with Haydon, despite wanting to really be a rude brat.Second was Brian. The one with the whitest hair I had ever seen and bright blue eyes that seemed luminous against his pale white skin. He was the funny happy-go-lucky one in the group. We met in my physics class when he asked to bo
KATERINAWhen the girls and I got home we saw Benjamin, Dylan and Nathan playing Baseball inside the house with marshmallows and random branches from the neighbour's tree. There were vases upside down on the floor, marshmallows and packets littering the ground and they TPed the couch."What the heck went down here?" I screamed. Immediately the boys dropped the branches and marshmallows and stared at me wide eyed. "Someone is going to have to tell me, otherwise we are going to need nine-one-one on speed dial."Benjamin started walking up to me slowly, but Dylan stopped him. "We will clean it all up Big Sis," he said. I nodded, "Damn right you wi
KATERINA"P-put m-me down Nuke!" I screamed over Luke's shoulder as he carried me down the street to my house. Honestly, I felt like I was about to throw up. "Shut up Katerina! It's two in the morning and people are sleeping!" he whisper-yelled at me. For some reason I didn't quite hear him. It was strange how Luke was way more sober than I was at the moment, but then again, this was the first time that I had ever gotten drunk. But I wouldn't say I was wasted. I could think slightly properly, and I understood everything that was going on. The only thing was that I was dizzy, nauseous, unable to walk and my words were uncontrollable...that's normal right?&n
KATERINAThe waiting room was crowded, filled with the presence of my friends and family as we all waited patiently for my brother’s results. Haydon was sitting next to me, clutching my shaking hand while my father had my mother in a tight embrace. Today was the worst day of our lives, but it was also the best. Today we had finally changed history, and it was all thanks to my mother. She was eleven steps ahead of Death, who was only ten steps away from us. She truly was the greatest hunter to have ever lived.After a few hours, the nurse had come out and told us that Dylan was going to be fine. Jasmine, who had been crying with Lucy and Nathan cried even harder. Things were going to be okay, we were all going to be okay. Haydon smiled at me, and I smiled back.“Thank you, for trying to save me.” He said.
KATERINA“Why mom, why!” I cried out, holding the silver box which had now regained its shape, and contained my mother who had, just moments ago began to fake into dust particles and enter into the box. Elizabeth was no longer a threat, and Haydon and I were free. It was all thanks to my mother’s sacrifice. By now the Veneziano’s were awake with tears streaming down their faces. Death was still in the centre of the pentagram, clutching the silver box, which we now had discovered, was a mere replica. He opened it, looked inside, and threw it on the floor.He then stormed up to where we were hovering over the box and took it from me. He tried to throw it on the floor, but Haydon grabbed his hands before he could. Death looked up at him and snarled which made Haydon whimper. He was still treating Haydon like the abusive man he always was, but I couldn&
KATERINABy now we were all tied up, all except for Dylan who was still not awake yet and his skin was beginning to turn a shade of blue. At this rate, he would be dead in a few hours.“What do you want from us?” I yelled out, my eyes still on my brother.Bianca, who was towering over me smirked and kicked me in the face.“Sir, Dylan Connors has a question.” She said, taking my face and inspecting the blood on my face.“I love seeing you bleed Katerina.” She whispered. This made Haydon growl and bare his teeth at her.“Don’t touch her-““Bianca, leave those two al
KATERINAThe air in the house was cold and tense. The rooms were dark, and the home I had once felt comfortable in, was now uncomfortable and dreary. “Death?” my mother called out. She was standing in front, holding a gun in her hand which she had kept in the boot of her car. It was more a sort of anchor than anything else. Hunter weapons did not work on a vampire as rare as Death.The halls were silent, save for the clicking of our careful steps and heavy breathing. Mr and Mrs Veneziano seemed to know what they were doing, so did my parents. All we needed to do, was make sure we did exactly as we were told. Of course Haydon and I were not known for such things, and secretly, Haydon had decided to think up his own plan, and I did the same, neither one of us uttering our plan to one another or to our parents. B
KATERINAWe had gotten on the first available flight, rushed, panicked and panting. The phone call my mother had received was one fatal call, the call from Death. Apparently, my parents had not been secretive enough, and he had caught on to their plan. He was, at the moment, holding my brother, along with Jeremy and the boys hostage. Tonight, was the night he was convinced that he would achieve his goal. He knew that he had power over us, and we could bend to his will.The flight was once again, long and uncomfortable and distress was evident on Haydon’s parent’s faces as well as my own.“I just don’t understand how he figured out that we knew. How the hell could he have known. We showed no evidence whatsoever that we knew about his real plan
KATERINADestroy the remains. Destroy the damn remains.Haydon and I might as well have just broken up because there was no way in hell, that we’d be able to, firstly take the remains away from Death, and secondly, destroy them when they were imbued in dark magic.“That’s why we tried to keep you two apart when we started suspecting. We wanted to figure out how to prevent the prophesy. But clearly you two had to start liking each other and ruin our plans. Honestly Katerina, first underground fights and now this.”And once again, I was busted.“How did you know?”My father smirked and shook his head, “Your brother is an awful liar, Dylan Connors.”
KATERINAWe sat in the lounge beside a fire. It had gotten colder now, so much so, that I found my self near Haydon, clinging to him for dear life while receiving some serious glances from my mother. Haydon’s parents were clearly way more accepting of our relationship than mine were at this point.“So, let me start,” Mr Veneziano said. “It all began the day Death resurrected Haydon. For something needing so much of power, there are always serious consequences. The first, was the death of his wife, Elisabeth.” He then paused, clearing his throat, and the continued. “The second, and most dangerous consequence, was a prophecy. It was a prophecy fortold by the oracle, Cecilia. The day Haydon was resurrected, she rushed here and immediately told us what she has foreseen. That day, I had kicked her out of this house, banishing her from ever se
KATERINAWe sat in the dining room which was as grand as anything I had ever seen. The beautiful mahogany table was decorated with a white silk cloth which had intricate blue petals embroidered in. The table was filled with many different types of food which was odd, since Haydon and his parents did not eat any food, instead, they sat with wine glasses filled with blood on the table. It had been exactly five minutes of the four of us staring at each other awkwardly, when finally, Haydon broke the silence. “Is there a reason that we are waiting and staring at each other?”Mr Haydon spoke, never lifting his eyes from me, “Yes, we are waiting for a few guests. They should be here, right about-“Knock. Knock. Knock.
KATERINAWe arrived in Italy after a long, uncomfortable flight. I hadn’t been able to sleep at all as I though about what Haydon’s father’s reaction would be to me and began to mentally prepare myself for rejection. Italy was quite beautiful this time of the year, and the weather was warm enough to allow me to remove my thick jacket soon after we arrived at the airport. After we had gathered our luggage, Haydon rented us a car and we began driving. In all honesty, I paid less attention to the road, people and homes which passed us, and more attention to my shaking hands.“Katerina, calm down please. You have nothing to fear, I will be beside you the entire time, okay?”His words, meant to be reassuring, did nothing to get me to calm down. If