Chapter 15: The blood
Daveigh ran outside again. She could smell blood from where she was. Lots of it, from where she left Owen. She ran through the hallway. then ran outside, through the quads and When she reached the grandstands, she knew why she smelled blood. Evangeline’s mutilated and mangled body was tossed aside. Owen was sobbing besides it. She looked past them. A werewolf crouched over a girl. It turned back into a man. Then he laughed, and brought his fist down into her face. The he did so again. And again. He pulverised her face with each stroke, but it healed instantly. Owen looked at Daveigh, and was mouthing “run”. But Daveigh didn’t.
She walked up behind the man.
In a swift motion, she twisted his head and broke his neck, but then she realised she pulled too hard and his head separated from his shoulders. The blood around her smelled amazing. She felt the adrenaline. And it was perfect. She loved these moments, when she got to let loose. She snapped back into reality. Owen stared at her in disbelief. Alyssa cried from relief, coughing on the ground. Evangeline was sobbing and coughing up her own blood and she was beyond help. And there he was. She knew he was probably freaked out, but she smiled at him.
“What the hell was that?” Owen had bruises from the struggle. She could see that he tried to fight. She walked over towards him, looked him right in the eye and said;
“I’m a vampire.”
Her eyes turned an eerie red with black sclera, and her face seemed to lose all colour. She smiled, and vicious fangs showed.
Evangeline then screamed. Her whole body contorted. Owen reached out a hand, and joints started turning as she screamed… Her body slowly morphed into a wolf-like monster…
“Eva…?” Owen feebly said.
And then he blinked. And she was gone.
“Fuck.” Alyssa said, and collapsed.