Part 2

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Song for club scene.
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I am going to kill her. Chloe and her crazy ideas. Not only did she drag me out to some club. She dragged me out to a Vampire club.

Clubs where Vampires are know to frequent. She knows how I feel about them but her being Chloe she doesn't care. If we go to war because she wants to party I am putting her on the front lines.

"Come on! Cheer up, Kat. We can just party have a few drinks maybe go home with someone."

I sigh. I guess I can find a human to warm for the night. "Fine. One drink and you are paying."

"I love you!" She shouts and drags me to the bar. Six vodka shots later we're on the dance floor. One drink my ass.

I feel hands wrap around my waist and a hard body pressed up against mine. I make eye contact with Chloe and she gives me a wink. That letting me know that the guy behind me is cute.

As the next song comes on I let the beat take over me and grind into my dance partner. I feel his breath in my ear as he whispers to me. "You wanna get out of here?" I nod my head and he grabs my hand leading me out the front.

When we finally make it outside after moving past all the bodies in the club. I get a good look at him. He looks about six foot and has light brown hair. The cute boy next door type of look. I find out his name is Derek. His apartment is three blocks from the club so he says we can walk there.

Standing outside the club doors breathing in the cool air with him beside me. I hear a noise. One I am familiar with.

"Stay here." I tell Derek. I quickly walked around the corner before he could comment. As I round the corner of the club and head towards the back.

The sound which I now can confirm is a suckling sound, is getting louder. A delicious scent catches my nose but so does something else. Metallic and familiar to me from war times. Blood.

I quickly race toward the smell fearing that what I am pretty sure is my mate, is being drained. As I close in on the two figures, one a woman leaning against the clubs back doors and a man with a his head in her neck.

Vampire.

"That's enough."

His head whips up and the girl is limp in his arms. I can still hear her pulse so I am glad I stopped the blood sucker before he could kill her.

His eyes are glowing red as he puts the girl down. His head tilts and he licks his lips. I want to curse myself for being effected by it. He moves closer to me and with a sniff of the air and closer look at my eyes he smiles.

At least one of us is happy.

Then I hear his voice for the first time. Thick and laced with the lust that I can see in his eyes.

"Beloved. I believe I finally found you."  His eyes turn a deep shade of green. Almost like emerald and I already start to feel him sucking me in.

Shit.

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"Be back soon this time, my friend."

"I will Eric. I just need a pint."

He nods as I leave the house. We live in a mansion a few miles outside the city. It keeps us secluded but close enough to have live blood sources.

Mostly for the newly changed and for Vampires like me who are looking for their soul so they have a higher blood lust.

Lately my bloodlust is getting stronger and harder to control. I know Eric sees the signs and is worried about me. I don't want to burden my best friend with my death.

I quickly make my way to Club Pulse. I think you can guess why I chose it. Not only is it the closet to the house it is also one I don't frequent much. That means fresh pickings.

As I walk up to the front of the line I catch a scent it leaves to quickly for me to place so I go up to the door. I usually am nice and wait outside for a few minutes in line to be fair. But right now I feel antsy and I don't know why.

I stand in front of the bouncer and glimmer my eyes over. My eyes turn sliver when I use my power of persuasion. Red when in strong blood lust, purple when using the power of suggestion and one more color that only my soul will make happen. Till then I will not know what color that is. While normally my eyes are a hazel color if my powers are not in use.

"Let me in." He unhooked the rope and others in the line groaned.

"Please come in sir." I nod to him and walk though the doorway. Returning my eyes to their natural state.

I go to the bar order a drink and look around. Trying to spot my prey for tonight. I see a short brunette leaning against the wall by the exit.
She looks like she doesn't want to be here.

Prefect.

I make my way over to her and whisper in her ear to step out for some fresh air. She looks hesitant but agrees when I give her a smile.

In the back ally by the door when we exit. I press her up against the wall and quickly persuade her to give into me.

As I began to drink my fill I hear foot steps getting closer. With the blood so close to my nose I can't scent anything at the moment but I stop drinking and close the wound before I hear a voice tell me that's enough.

Whipping my head around to find the source I am greeted with the most beautiful sight. The woman staring me down is gorgeous. Long black hair that reaches her waist. A soft face with hazel eyes and a scar that runs from the bottom of her ear to her chin. She is short standing at about 5'8 while my own height is a good 6'4. Her nose has a crook in it like she broke it when she was younger and it didn't heal correctly. She is the most wonderful site to grace my eyes in all my 900 years.

As I walk closer to her I lick the blood off my lips. The air is clear and I take in a breath. The scent that floods my airways as I stare into her eyes tells me one thing.

I have found my soul.

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