Blood Legacy (Rewritten)

1. Awake

Inhumanly glowing golden eyes lurked from the shadows, waiting, observing and studying their prey, waiting for the perfect moment to attack, going for the kill...

"Hey! Stop being so dreamy and watch were you're going!"

My breath caught in my throat, suddenly noticing how the car kept skidding from a side to another on the still wet asphalt from the last night's rain. My foot instantly jumped off of the gas pedal, only now noticing Andrea's visibly distressed expression as her nails roughly dug in the edges of her seat, breathing fast and hard.

I was clearly too distracted to focus, my mind continuously revolving around that recurring and absolutely horrifying dream.

One week and I was already so tired of it all...the same nightmare repeating over and over again in my head, the sleepless nights...

I didn't know what was going on with me anymore.

All I knew was that it started precisely a week ago, and that it turned my whole life upside down...

"You know what? if you're not able to properly drive today, just pull over and let me do it, because I definitely don't want to end up in an E.R, ok?" She practically bellowed at me as I was once again unconsciously pressing on that damned pedal, the car now moving at an insanely high speed again.

"Oh god!"

I instantly took my foot away once again, scared as hell as I gradually pressed on the brake and made the car slow down until it reached the legal limit again, giving my sister an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, ok? I promise I'll pay more attention..." I quietly said, reassuringly touching her hand resting on her lap before I averted my attention back to the road, this time forcing myself to fully focus and ignore those horrid images still trying to snake their way before my mind's eyes.

Whew...this is going to be a long-ass day....

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Golden eyes, sharp teeth-

Fuck!

I tightly closed my eyes, struggling to rid my mind of those nasty images as I momentarily rested my forehead against the steering wheel.

Focus, Carrie, focus.

Taking a deep breath, I readied myself for another damned day of school and finally got out of the car, getting my backpack from the backseat then locked the car as my sister had gotten out as well.

However, before I could make another move a sudden cold chill crept up my spine, followed by the strange sensation of being watched.

I slowly turned around, attentively scanning through the heavily crowded parking lot for anything weird when my gaze accidentally collided with a pair of vividly-colored eyes heavily watching me from a few cars away.

There was a very tall and visibly built dude, watching me like a hawk stalking its prey as he stood right next to a black and expensive-looking car, his attire and jet black tousled hair matching his vehicle as he wore a black leather jacket and jeans, looking like the epitome of freaking death.

What the fuck?

For some strange reason my breath caught up within my throat, feeling so oddly intimidated as the stranger kept holding my gaze, his light-colored eyes slowly trailing over my figure before raising to meet my own again.

"He's back..."

"The demon is back..."

I could hear chant-like faint whispers all around me as my gaze still remained locked with his...until something -or more like someone- collided into me, effectively startling the living daylights out of me.