Her Soul And His Blood

"She is here," a tall stout man said to another one who was standing opposite to him. Only their shadows were visible-their faces were invisible due to the darkness. The men sounded very serious.

"This time we shall not miss it. Even if it values a life, I don't care." the other man said, with anger booming in his voice.

"She won't be able to escape this time, I promise you that."

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The room was huge. Things were scattered everywhere. It had been more than an hour since they arrived at this new place. Zella was busy unpacking her stuff.

"I'm tired, I've been an doing this stuff for about an hour." she thought.

She walked towards the window. And then, she saw a handsome guy from the apartment in front of hers staring at her as if he was eyeing a piece of cake.

" Not again, I'm done with this. Why does everyone just stare at me? I don't want it to happen here as well. I don't want anyone to fight for me or because of me," she sighed.

She moved herself away from the window, And later when she felt that he had left, she went to the window to survey the place.

She was gazing through the window to see the beautiful sight of this new town. She was very much obsessed with her old place but circumstances had obliged her to shift.

After watching the streets for some time, realization struck her that she had a lot of work to do.

Zella Christi is a young girl who is in her high school level. She had a flowing golden curls so smooth and silky almost ad if it was tailored from golden fabric. She had a ivory skin with a piercing eyes of green with a pink rosy lips. Something radiated from within that rendered her irresistible to both genders. Men desired her and women envied her with jealousy.

A humble innocent young girl, Zella, is the daughter of one of the famous doctors of town, Mr. Edward Christi and the famous poetess Mrs. Wizzia Christi who is renowned for her fantasy poems.

They were living a beautiful life in Western city when her father suddenly got a transfer to another town.

" I hate this. Why can't dad just stay at one place? This is the third time he is doing this," she mumbled to herself.

She sat on the floor and started to think about her old school.

*****

"Zella, pass me that ball," Kelan shouted.

"You did it Kelan," she exclaimed in joy when Kelan shot the ball.

******

She suddenly felt lonely recalling those memories. She was missing her old friends. After four long years she had barely managed to make five friends over there. Every girl used to envy her for her beauty while boys used to flirt with her.

She always avoided them because she didn't like either. She was used to being bullied everyday.

Only those five people were there to save her. She held her teddy-bear close to herself and mumbled, "Don't worry hubby. We will make friends very soon."

And then she went near her drawer to pick up some clothes to change herself into.

"What should I choose now ? I am confused. Wow! This one is my favourite! Pink! Pink! Pink!"

She took a pink top and a matching shorts and then took a quick shower. She came out after a that and got dressed.

Zella also has a brother- Zad who is a little annoying . Unlike Zella, Zad is always surrounded by friends. Besides being a famous guy, he is a playboy too. But he loves his sister so much that he even broke a guy's nose just because that guy had teased her. He always stands with her when problems come across her.

Few more days are left for their school to start and Zella really wants to make friends in this new town. She is a bit worried as well due to her past experiences.

" I hope, people here are different," Zella silently wished.

She was listening to the sound of birds chirping, the wind played with her hair

and then, suddenly, she started choking....like something was stuck in her throat. She could feel that someone was watching her.

"I feel like someone is following me. I felt this when I entered this town."Her intuition told her that something was wrong.She looked out onto the street but couldn't see anyone there.

She roved across the room, enjoying every moment of her leisure and occasionally, stood in front of the mirror and placed her hand on her birthmark which is a tri star.

She felt a burning sensation on her birthmark. She had a feeling that something was wrong.She remembered the terrifying stories her grandmother used to tell.

The vampires...the way they sucked blood out of humans. They used to drain the blood out of humans until the latter looked like living corpses. And those brave men, who fought against those vampires and conquered them.

Her thought was interrupted by someone calling her by her name. Immediately she turned back to find the one who called her but to her surprise, there was no one.

" Am I day dreaming...or am I scared?," she laughed. She was still gazing at her reflection in the mirror, eyeing the necklace and smiling at her own beautiful reflection.

When suddenly...