"A vampire?" Lizzy replied, coughing down the laugh that tried to explode out from her voice box.

Everyone in the room gasped. Looking around at them, she saw a bald man sitting down on a lazy boy chair, oddly enough as they were in a cave with nothing else in it but mangy wolves. His appearance fit Morgan, Santana's kidnapper's description. And then she saw the raven haired beauty standing next to a blond haired man with a bit of an evil look to his eyes.

"Well well well, if it isn't Casey and Daniel," Lizzy smirked as their eyes darkened in anger over her disrupting their torture of...

Lizzy's mouth dropped open at the man who they had been trying to make the next 'Revenge.' His ankles had steel cuffs locked to them, along with his wrists. His body was massive, nothing on but boxers that looked too small for him. She could clearly see that he worked out lots due to the fact that he had a hard chiselled eight pack and arms that looked like he could crush anything with them. Her eyes travelled down to his legs once again where she noticed that they too were long and toned. Everything about the man said he was dominant, rough, and beautiful. Her hands longed to wrap them in his dark brown hair that looked to be covered in...his blood.

She snarled angrily, the first person she looked to was Daniel. With her wicked speed, she had her sharp nails digging into his throat. He gasped but before she could officially kill him, he lifted his hand and used some sort of force to throw her against the wall. It didn't even bother her; all she felt was anger for these people hurting the beautiful man who actually screeched angrily over her being thrown.

Lizzy laughed as Daniel backed up slowly. His hand reached for his neck and when he found she wounded him, he freaked. Raising his arm quickly, he chanted some sort of spell and a black light blasted towards her from his hand. At the last minute she teleported behind him and stabbed her hand through the back of his torso. He cried out, shocked over how she was able to escape his attack. And then that was when the screaming started. She wanted to tear his ugly black heart out, but decided to leave him to suffer like he did Nova. During their fight, the others stood defensively in their wolf forms, all but Casey and the bald human named Morgan.

"Come and get me," Lizzy motioned with her index finger, making a couple of the braver ones run forward. Her fangs exploded out of her gums at the smell of blood in the air once again. It was going to be a tough fight if the bloody temptation floated throughout the air like a freshly baked pie going into the nostrils of a person on a diet. As a couple of the wolves approached her, she used her power to escape them. It was a tactic she used, to turn up behind them and successfully rip their hearts out. The move did turn out to be pretty useful, saving her life many many times in the process.

"Casey, Morgan, don't worry, I'll save you guy's for last," she smiled at them while dropping one of the hearts' she just ripped out of a rogue's chest. Both of their faces paled, making Lizzy feel a drop of sweet revenge. When the time to kill them came, she'd feel the whole taste of it. Revenge was sweet when you did it yourself! She thought to herself just before twenty of the werewolves came forward. Did they think that more of them could take her down? The beautiful man cried out for her to run, but she ignored his plea.

"Guys, really? You think that's going to work?" she somersaulted in the air, tackling two at once, ripping their throats out with her nails. Each kill got harder due to the fact that they kept coming at once and the blood got worse. All she wanted to do was use her fangs to drain each life out of them. After ten years of being basically sober, it was very very tempting.

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