Erin awoke, in total darkness and with the sense of vulnerability. Her hands were tied and she was blind folded; the room was cast in silence. What the hell had happened?
Erin rubbed against the ropes that bound her hands behind her back, rubbing her wrists against them with little hope to escape. It was useless. That's when a glow appeared behind the blind fold; someone had turned the lights on. The blind fold was pulled from her face and for a minute, Erin's eyes could only see white as they adjusted to the brightness. Erin found she was in an old church, with pillars and a large altar. It was abandoned, as she could see; there was cracks in the walls and the windows were now holes in the walls, with just a blanket to block out the sun.
"Good, you're awake." The female voice muttered and gave Erin a tiny slap around the cheek. Erin observed her. She had golden hair that went down to her waist, dark eyes and tight skinny jeans. She wore killer high stilettos that matched her tight black top. Erin admitted, she was insanely beautiful.
"Who are you?" Erin groaned, her head pounding. The woman looked amused.
"My name is Alexia. Alexia Portridge." She said.
"What do you want?"
"I want a lot of things. But what I want from you isn't really from you."
"What do you mean?" Erin murmured, her head hurting like she'd been hit by five buses, plus the confusion didn't help.
"I'm using you. I'm going to hold you ransom for the blood of Rowan Thorpe." Alexia laughed, brushing her hair over her shoulders.
"I-I don't understand?"
"Oh, please," groaned Alexia. "Rowan is the only dhampir on Earth. Her blood gives pure immortality, that means nothing at all can kill me. I'd be indestructible."
"I think I'm dreaming... Wait-You're a vampire?" Erin asked her, confused.
"Don't state the obvious now, will you." Alexia retorted and pulled out her cell phone. After a few seconds, she began to speak.
"Hello, George. I have Erin here, and I'm in a killing mood. Now, you bring me Rowan Thorpe and I'll spare her life. If you don't, I'll kill her and every single sorry human ass in this frickin' town!" Alexia snarled and hung up the phone.
"Kill me instead. Let Rowan live!" Erin pleaded. One second Alexia was stood ten metres from her, and in half a second, she was nose to nose with her.
"How did you-" Erin couldn't finish.
"Are you half vampire?" She snapped.
"Vampire? No but-"
"Then no!" Alexia shouted. Erin realised she got angry easily and this vampire or whatever she was, really wasn't fully sane.
Erin rubbed at the ropes again and found them to start to loosen. She rubbed again and Alexia continued to ramble on about the "Dhampir" girl. She gave one last try and the ropes came free.
"I will drain Rowan's blood and I will get my immortality." Alexia snarled to herself. Seeing her chance, Erin dived to her feet and made a run for the door. She grabbed the handle and twisted it. Then, a hand grabbed her wrist.
"Do not open that door." Alexia hissed dangerously.
Sunlight, Erin thought and took her opportunity of escape. She swung the wooden door open and sunlight streamed in. Alexia flinched and screamed. Erin laughed in relief and victory. She stopped. Why hadn't Alexia's skin blistered or burned like the movies usually did?
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"Being stuck in this mess wasn't exactly my plan for the day, but hey, at least I wasn't being attacked by vampires. Wait, hold that thought." Rowan Thorpe grew up an ordinary girl. Or so she thought...