Author: FluffyBunny2k11 PM
There is no such thing as magic and the supernatural. Even if you are a vampire. *On hiatus until further notice*Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Supernatural - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,125 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 11-19-12 - Published: 07-02-12 - id: 8278184
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Prologue - The Twilight Fan that Bit Me.
Nancy sat at a table, sipping at her coffee. Despite the fact it was one in the morning and she had a meeting at work the next day, she was reluctant to leave the table. So she just sat there. The only other customers in the crummy cafe were some young drunken people and a dishevelled middle aged man who was hastily tapping at his keyboard. The place was eerily silent for few minutes, and then the drunks very rowdily sang together.
Damn. She had liked the silence.
However, the run-down restaurant was a heck of a lot better than facing her angry roommate back at home. The drunks began to get louder, jumping onto the tables, waking up the staff and snapping the middle aged man away from his laptop. One man hopped up onto her table and Nancy decided that maybe it was better to just face her roommate, especially when said man was singing 'Sexy and I Know It'.
She went to dump her now cold coffee in the bin when a tall, cloaked figure stepped into the cafe. His hair was dark as a crow's feathers and it was slicked back. His skin, in contrast, was pure white - excluding his eyes and lips, which were blood red. A drop of red liquid trickled down to his chin, and he grinned, revealing a set of sharp fangs.
Oh God, she thought, not another one of those 'Twilight' fans.
He stalked through the place, his cloak lapping up all the dirt and vomit which covered the floor. Fear radiated from him, attacking all the residents of the cafe but the woman, who just seemed mildly annoyed. Not that the vampire noticed because he gladly tucked into 'Sexy and I Know It' guy anyway. Moments later, the guy fell to ground, dead.
Not convinced of the man's parade for a second, Nancy made her way to the door - only to find it locked.
Well that sucks.
She turned around at the same time as the man did. He dropped the bloodless middle aged man to the now stained floor while the other residents cowered in a corner. The man cackled.
Was that supposed to be an evil laugh? She wondered.
"There'll be no way out, young madam! Mwa ha ha ha haaa!"
At least he had manners. She rolled her eyes, casually making her way past the counter. She was slowly searching for the key when there was a hiss behind her.
"You dare try to escape! How dare you defy the great Count Dracula (the second)!"
"Pfft." Nancy said, pushing Dracula out of her way, as she has now found the key, "You wish. Now, if you don't mind: I'm leaving."
The vampire rushed towards her, taking a large bite at her neck. She yelped angrily and grabbed the nearest item - a wooden broom - and hit him with it repeatedly. Partway through the broom seemed to have broken, and the man backed away.
"What. The. Hell. Do. You. Think. You. Are. Doing?" Nancy shouted between hits and pokes, "You don't just bite someone! It's just rude! And creepy! For the second time, if you don't mind: I'm leaving!"
And with that, she kicked him in the crotch, and left.