"Where the hell do you think you're going? Get on the ground now!"
Shit! Damned vampires and their stupid technology to walk in the sun! Damn-it! What the hell am I supposed to say, "Yes, sir. I was only making my way towards my campout of humans. We are trying to find a way to kill the rest of you. Or possibly cure you all." Yeah, that is so not going to work on this one. Maybe if he wasn't in charge and he was stupid, then yeah, I could probably get away with it. Maybe…
"Would you tell me where you are going? I will not ask again!" The vampire soldier snapped.
"Oh, sorry. I forgot you asked a question." I rolled my eyes. "I thought it would be nice to go for a walk in the glorious sun," I threw my arms in the air and twirled. "Why do you want to know, huh? I'm not hurtin' anyone by walking, ya know. I do have a right t-" I stopped mid-sentence due to the fact that he had his gun pointing at my face. I guess he wanted to shut me up. I have a tendency to ramble when I get nervous or scared. Though right now, I wasn't all that scared. "Uh, okay. Shutting up now." I said.
"Good. Now, tell me where you are really heading and what is in the bag. I'm getting tired of your game of rambling."
"God, okay. Geeze, could you please put the gun down? It's not like I have a cross bow pointed at you or anything," I stated.
He lowered his weapon and stepped forward just a tad. He wanted to make sure that I would not go anywhere. Where was I going to go anyway? (I mean, I know that I was supposed to head back to Audrey and the others, but I was not about to lead him to them. He would call for backup and then all of my friends would be murdered. Yeah, right!) But I couldn't head anywhere else. This place was a desert! I wouldn't survive long enough out here anyways – the houses here were dilapidated, except the little shack, and there was no food. So, I would either get killed by the vampires or die from hunger. That wasn't an option, so he needn't worry about me going anywhere.
I replied, "Before I start saying anything, could we kinda start over? I mean, it's not every day I see a vampire soldier in front of my face. Oh, and it's not sunny where we're at ya know. We are both under a tree. We have shade, remember? So if you could, would you take your helmet off. I feel like I'm talking to a robot or something."
He huffed, but took his helmet off anyways. "There, you happy?" He asked. "Oh, and my name is Dalton. Frankie Dalton. Thanks for asking."
I chuckled, "You're oh so welcome, Frankie. And why have you come to this nice little area, hmmm? Trying to get as many humans as you can? You know, if you keep taking all of the humans, there won't be any more for you vampires to suffice. You know that right?"
I have no idea why I keep talking to this guy. I mean, yeah he's attractive and all, but he's a vampire. He has no heart. And he's strong as hell! … Well, maybe not as strong as me, but still.
He advanced a little more and snarled, "I could kill you right now if I wanted to you know! I wouldn't have a problem doing it!"
"Oh, I know you could kill me if you wanted to. But you won't. 'Cause if you wanted to you would have already done it," I countered. I got him that time. I knew he wouldn't kill me. I was too valuable for that. He needed my blood to soothe his appetite. Plus, if he killed me, he wouldn't be able to find my friends.
Though really, if he did decide to drink my blood, he would be changed into another being. Just let me say that I'm not entirely human. My family tree states that our ancestors had a special type of blood – one that could change humans instantly if bitten. Though, I would never bite anyone. I didn't like my lineage. However, I do use my powers when vampires try to attack our sanctuary. I will my power forward and 'poof' I change into something entirely inhuman. My family always said that I looked like a werewolf, though really, I just change into the first thing that pops in my head. So I guess I really could be called a werewolf maybe even a shape shifter...? I don't change into a wolf on the full moon or anything in the like. I'm not that kind of wolf…
He knew he couldn't kill me. But, he could try to knock me out. If I wanted I would let him do it, but seeing as I don't want to be taken away, he would not be able to put one bruise on me.
"You have a point. I will not kill you. But, if you do not do as I say, then you will be killed, understood?"
"Good. Now, tell me where your group is and what's in that bag of yours."
"You have got to be kidding me! I wouldn't tell you even if I was half dead. I would never betray my friends! Haven't we already been over this?" I was pissed. I would never tell him my friends' whereabouts. "And what is in the bag is none of your business!" Man, is this guy crazy!
Cute, but crazy… Ugh! Stop it!
He clenched his jaw a few times and sighed. "Look, just tell me where they are. This doesn't have to be complicated."
"I…," I turned my head slightly to the left and looked towards the green/yellow leaves.
I couldn't give my friends up. They were too precious to me. I don't want to be alone, you know? My whole family is dead and I don't want to have that same feeling of loss when I lost them…
Frankie sighed once again and said, "You know what? You never told me your name. What is it?" He didn't know why he asked, he just felt that he needed to. He saw her concentrating on the leaves overhead and was about to ask again when she said something very soft. "What was that? I may be a vampire, but I don't have the most acute hearing you know."
"I said my name is Marleene, but my friends call me Marley. I hate the name, but it's what my parents gave me. So I guess it fits me," I chuckled slightly and kept on, "And to be honest, I'd rather be called by my middle name – Evelyn. It just sounds so luring… and it's better than being called Marleene. But it's up to you to what you call me. So whatever" I shrugged.