KATERINA
By 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
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&
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 I stood in the centre of the forest, surrounded by the sweet scent of fresh blossoms that littered the trees and the ground. The scent grew stronger with each step I took, as I crushed the petals on the underneath of my shoes spreading the nectar in between the grooves. I was just a few minutes away from my home, yet the journey ahead seemed endless.I soon heard the rustle of leaves in the near distance. My ears honed in on the seemingly innocent sound... and then I smelt the scent of it. The vampire who had been stalking me the entire walk home, completely unaware that I was aware of it. I had been visiting a friend when he first caught my attention. His red eyes watched me intently from afar. He was stalking me, mentally marking me as his prey. To him, I was possibly a challenge, a sport. The unsuspecting teenage hunter roaming around unprotected. But I wasn’t, and I was about to prove it.I reached behind me and pulled an a
HAYDONThere was a strange pull I felt as my bike passed a large, metallic gate which gleamed slightly in the moonlight. It was the same pull I had been feeling for the past week, and it was the same pull that was driving me crazy and led to me being sent here in the first place. I broke suddenly and got off of my bike, my feet carrying me closer towards the intimidating mansion. At first I thought about ripping the gate from it’s hinges and then walking in. I then, however, inspecting the home more closely and realised that I recognised the gate and the mansion. How could I not, in such a dull and dreary neighbourhood. It all belonged to the famous Drackon family- One of the most influential families in the supernatural world. They were a family I would prefer not to wake up, especially since I was already not in their good books… especially since they were hunters and I was a vampire.Suddenly, a sweet, delicious scent wafted into my nose.
KATERINAThe next day I found myself looking forward to the day ahead as I began my journey to school on foot. One of the main reasons I was happy was because I was going to school and would be away from my still very enraged , crazy mother. Let’s just say she was not prepared to forgive me anytime soon and I could say goodbye to staying out late, which I feared would soon become a major problem.The walk to school had seemed weirdly long though, as if I were walking for miles without end. As if each step were futile. Not only that, but I had developed a strange feeling. It was a feeling resembling anticipation, as though I were expecting something great and wonderful to happen. I usually only felt this way when test results were expected at school, but we hadn’t written any tests recently. Eventually, I decided to ignore the tugging feeling. In a few short long minutes, I began to see the tall, brick building covered in thick vines of ivy, ap
KATERINAJust as I reached the next set of lockers, I froze, almost as though on instinct. My spine tingled the way it always did around unfamiliar vampires, and the scent of vampire invaded my nose, but this time ... there was something strange about it. Mixed with the sharp, pungent vampire scent was something unmistakably pleasant, almost resembling honey as well as spicy perfume. Slowly, I turned toward the lockers, totally unprepared for what stood in front me- or should I say who stood in front of me. The strangely pleasant-smelling vampire seemed to be observing me carefully as he peeked through his long, dark lashes and leaned against one of the lockers. He had a perfectly placed smug smile upon his face, and for a moment, I found myself carefully analysing him. He had a head of voluptuous and silky blond hair which was long enough to peak from the bottom of his left ear as he had tucked a few strands behind it. The rest of his hair hung in
HAYDONKaterina stood in front of me, her face still one of confusion. Being told that I was Haydon must have really confused and upset her because within a few seconds, she turned around and wordlessly began to walk away. But I couldn’t let her leave, at least, not so soon.“Katerina!” I yelled out by accident.She froze but did not turn back. Panic began to rise in me as I realised that I had no clue what to say. Soon, however, I realised that it would have been better to just keep quiet because the next words out of my mouth were:“I hope you had fun beating up my cousin.”It was not so much the words that were the problem, but rather they way I said them. They had unintentionally come out hostile and venomous.Katerina never turned back, not even an inch. She did, however clench and unclench her fists and began stomping out, mumbling a very colourful assortment of profanities.It was then that I realised that
KATERINAI sat on my bed finishing the last of my homework. Today had been extremely long, especially since I met Haydon Veneziano. Now don’t get me wrong, I did not like the poor soul, on the contrary, there was a high chance that I absolutely hated his guts. However, there was a large part of me that actually thought: maybe this guy isn’t what all the rumours paint him out to be.He was well behaved- most of the time, and most importantly, he did not try to assault anyone thus far. Now, I wouldn’t say that meant he was in my good books, but it did make my hate for him recede slightly. Only slightly though.Then, there was the matter of his appearance. As much as I wanted to deny that Haydon was absolutely attractive, I had to admit that he was nothing short of a walking male model, oozing absolute beauty from head to toe. Again, it did not make me like him, but made me hate him just a little less.Suddenl