"What in the world was that noise?" You whispered to yourself.

"Probably us." A deep voice piped up from behind you.

You let out a horrified scream, only for you to be silenced almost immediately by a large, warm hand covering your mouth. You were spun around and pushed up against your fridge as you stared into the piercing blue eyes of the man with his hand over your mouth.

"Screaming like that will only wake the neighbors." The man with his hand over your mouth remarked with a lazy click of his tongue.

The man next to him smiled devilishly. "And we don't want to do that.. well, yet.”

Your eyes flickered back and forth, between the two men in front of you, frantically. The blonde one kept his hand over your mouth, while the brunette blocked your ability to leave if you somehow managed to get past the one covering your mouth, keeping you shoved up against the fridge of your kitchen.

It was then you noticed the fangs that the blonde, who you’ll soon learn to be known as ‘Sam’, had.. and the horns that the brunette, who you’ll, also, soon learn to be known as ‘Colby’, had.

There were several questions running through your mind at the moment, but the two main ones being ‘who are these men and how on earth did they get into my house’ and ‘they don’t look human, so what, pray tell, are they’. And somehow, no answer you came up with in your mind was humanly possible—nor logical.

Suddenly, you felt the hand over your mouth shift over your cheek in an almost agonizingly slow motion, like the man was trying to soothe you to calm you down.. to get you to relax.

"Don't be afraid, little one." The blonde, Sam, chuckled softly, tilting his head to the side, his hair falling into his eyes a little bit.