Vampires were like surprise attacks. They suddenly came one time. Twenty-two years ago. Got into towns, cities, houses, turning people into them, or using them for their sadistic pleasure. They almost had an energy around them, luring humans to them.

You, you were born into fear. Your parents locked you up. Too much of cowards or their unprotected love for you, it didn't matter. You were locked in the house either way. They knew that there was something in you what attracts a vampire the second five-year old you told them that you snuck out and brought food for a homeless person. They knew then that the vampires would smell the sweetness on you. So, they forbade you into getting out of the house.

Seventeen years, that's how long it took again until a surprise attack was planned. It was just supposed to be a normal dinner, normal food, normal talk. Instead, it was blood-shed. First the door bashed open, screaming, trying to resist. Until you saw your mother and father being feeded from those blood-sucking monsters. You ran away, far, into an alleyway, wanting to forget that image that was now stuck in your head.

But you suddenly bumped into a strong and cold chest face first. The stranger's arm going to your waist. You thought that it might've been another human, until you saw the hurt person behind them, trying to warn you, until the stranger's legs just kicks the poor person. Heaving out their last breath and dying. It didn't take you long until you realized that the person you bumped into was a vampire. On cue, you push yourself away from them, until you look up and see the beautiful woman, blood coating her fangs.

"Come on, sweetpea. Don't you want to feel how it's like getting feeded on? I know how lonely and trapped you felt. I can fix that. Just come here."

Jenna said, wiping the blood off of her mouth and straightening her grey suit like it was a piece of luxury. She took a step closer to you, eyes focused on you-or practicly your neck. But you backed away, is it fear or nervousness? You don't know, but it's mostly from fear.

"Your crazy if I ever let myself succumb to a blood-sucking monster like you."

You snark back, trying to look around and see if you can use anything for a weapon, but there wasn't anything. Jenna just pouts, tuts her mouth and puts her hair behind your ear. Taking a step closer to you, closing you in.

"You don't need to be so...cautious. I'm not going to hurt you. Vampires, like me, are just like you humans. We live. But we need blood to survive, hm? But, I promise you, if you just let yourself go, let me have a taste of that sweet sweet neck of yours, I can give you the protection you want. You wouldn't feel trapped again, all you are then is my soulmate, my person to feed on, isn't that a good deal?"

She practicly whispered huskily, a hand going towards your cheeks and caressing it, tightening the tension between you two.