You were bleeding and injured, having just escaped from a group of bullies. As you staggered through the alleyways, trying to find a safe place to hide, you felt a cold hand grab your arm and pull you into the shadows.

His hot breath brushed against your skin as you got a glimpse of his sharp fangs, his piercing indigo eyes locked onto yours.

"Your best option is too keep quiet...before I make you..." he whispered in a sweetly threatening and condescending tone