I didn't wast my time. When they entered the room I snuck past them and darted out of there.
As I darted down the hallway, I saw a woman pushing a cart filled with fresh gowns. When she turned to call the elevator, I snatched two and darted for the open window that was open.
Just my luck, it wasn't barred up.
I snatched a pair of scissors from a deck no one was at on the way out and headed for the alleyway so I could cut places for my wings to come out.
My plans changed when I saw Steve be snatched by one of the men, and disappear.
I stopped where I was, put holes in the back of the gowns, and told Darren telepathically to get out of there and that I would go after Steve.
" These people killed Mom, Dad, and Annie, and almost me. You're going to leave them alive?!"
" I didn't say that. Just get out of there. I can hunt them down after I get Steve back. I'll kill them all. I already killed one."
" Just don't turn into a serial killer." Darren told me as I tied the strings together from my new gown.
"I promise."
I quickly put the other one and released my wings.
The holes I cut into the gowns were a tad too small, but I would live.
I took off with the scissors in my left hand to go kill some bastards.
( Steve's P.O.V.)
I tried my best to get out of this guy's grasp, but I couldn't.
I could have freed myself, but this guy wasn't normal.
He was a vampire.
A few seconds later I was thrown into a brick alley wall and before I could even catch my breath the guy bit into my left shoulder.
My skin and muscles crunched and my bone cracked as I screamed.
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The Cirque Du Freak Diaries: Book One
VampireFollowing a girl named Emma Cassandra Shan, who has no memories but one, she has a 23-foot wingspan. Found in the middle of nowhere by Anglea and Darmont Shan, she is taken in by them and raised alongside their son Darren, daughter Annie, and Darren...