A few hours earlier
Klaus and Stefan were sitting at a table, tableau with a group of voluptuous clothed women all with the same hungry gleam in their eyes, staring at the young girl sitting in the center of Klaus and Stefan. She kept her eyes on the table, her cœur, coeur beating painfully. She should’ve gone straight accueil after school, but her boyfriend had asked her to come to this place. There had been something odd about him, like he wasn’t himself. Like he was under hypnosis. And now she was sitting here with these people, who had come sit par her uninvited. First just the men, but one par one the women joined them, as if it was a planned meeting, as if they had been waiting for her. Well, she was her. Her boyfriend, however, was nowhere to be found. She could use his help right now. If she could just put her hand in her pocket and get out her cell phone. She let her hand glide off the table, but before she could get it into her pocket one of the two men grabbed it and forced her to look up, with a terrified face. “Please” she begged, tears in her eyes. “Let me go” “What are toi up to?” Klaus asked. The girl recognized a British accent. “What do toi have in there?” Klaus asked while turning out the girl’s pocket, conjuring the cell phone. He widened his eyes and waved with it. “Were toi planning on calling your mommie?” The girl shook her head heavily. “Yes, toi were” Klaus said, so soft it was almost a whisper. “And you’re going to” He looked the girl sharp in the eye. “You’re going to call your mother and you’re going to say toi got attacked par an animal, but you’re okay and toi will be staying with your boyfriend” “Why would I say that?” the girl asked with a trembling voice. “Because it’s the truth and because I say so” Klaus answered. He gave her the cell phone and she dialed her accueil number. She heard a click and then her mother’s voice. “Mom? It’s me, Amber. I got attacked par an animal, but I’m okay. I’ll be staying with Derek” She heard her mom protesting, but she closed her cell phone. “Good girl” Klaus said. He looked up at Stefan. “Stefan, where are your manners? toi haven’t offered Amber a drink yet” “I am so sorry” Stefan a dit and he brought his arm to his mouth. Amber eyes bulged when she saw how Stefan’s face mutated, how he opened his mouth, showed four large canines, and let them sink into his flesh, blood streaming over his arm. He grabbed Amber par her hair and forced his bleeding arm on her lips. Amber had no choice but to drink. Stefan pulled his arm back and showed his canines again. “My turn” he said. Amber, who knew that whatever was coming wasn’t anything good, begged him to let her go. “Please, don’t hurt me. I just want to go home. Please” she cried. Stefan’s face went back normal and his canines grew back to human size. He hesitated, something Amber noticed. Klaus grabbed Amber par her arm and threw her on the ground. She scribbled up and ran outside the door.
“You let her escape!” one of the other women yelled with a high pitched voice.
“Off course not” Klaus slowly said. “There’s no fun if the nourriture walks into your arms so easy” He turned to Stefan. “I’d go get her, if I were you. I could easily sent some werewolf to your brother, getting him to bite him...again. I won’t be so generous of giving my blood a seconde time”
Stefan got up and raced out of the door.
Amber ran for her life, having no idea where she was heading to. All she knew was that anywhere was better than the place she’d just left. She reached a high fence. She turned around, to make sure she hadn’t been followed. No one was there. She turned back around and started climbing the fence. When she had her feet back on the ground she felt the air breezing in her neck. Her cœur, coeur pounded in her chest, she swallowed to remove the crop in her throat. She dared not to turn around, because she knew it wasn’t just air. She felt how a cold hand lay her hair over her shoulder, slowly and gently. She squeezed her eyes, tears rolling over her face and hooked her fingers in the holes of the fence. “I’m sorry’ she thought she heard him whisper, before she felt a sharp, inflaming pain in her neck. She tried not to make a sound, but something in her took over and screamed the lungs out of her body.
Klaus and Stefan were sitting at a table, tableau with a group of voluptuous clothed women all with the same hungry gleam in their eyes, staring at the young girl sitting in the center of Klaus and Stefan. She kept her eyes on the table, her cœur, coeur beating painfully. She should’ve gone straight accueil after school, but her boyfriend had asked her to come to this place. There had been something odd about him, like he wasn’t himself. Like he was under hypnosis. And now she was sitting here with these people, who had come sit par her uninvited. First just the men, but one par one the women joined them, as if it was a planned meeting, as if they had been waiting for her. Well, she was her. Her boyfriend, however, was nowhere to be found. She could use his help right now. If she could just put her hand in her pocket and get out her cell phone. She let her hand glide off the table, but before she could get it into her pocket one of the two men grabbed it and forced her to look up, with a terrified face. “Please” she begged, tears in her eyes. “Let me go” “What are toi up to?” Klaus asked. The girl recognized a British accent. “What do toi have in there?” Klaus asked while turning out the girl’s pocket, conjuring the cell phone. He widened his eyes and waved with it. “Were toi planning on calling your mommie?” The girl shook her head heavily. “Yes, toi were” Klaus said, so soft it was almost a whisper. “And you’re going to” He looked the girl sharp in the eye. “You’re going to call your mother and you’re going to say toi got attacked par an animal, but you’re okay and toi will be staying with your boyfriend” “Why would I say that?” the girl asked with a trembling voice. “Because it’s the truth and because I say so” Klaus answered. He gave her the cell phone and she dialed her accueil number. She heard a click and then her mother’s voice. “Mom? It’s me, Amber. I got attacked par an animal, but I’m okay. I’ll be staying with Derek” She heard her mom protesting, but she closed her cell phone. “Good girl” Klaus said. He looked up at Stefan. “Stefan, where are your manners? toi haven’t offered Amber a drink yet” “I am so sorry” Stefan a dit and he brought his arm to his mouth. Amber eyes bulged when she saw how Stefan’s face mutated, how he opened his mouth, showed four large canines, and let them sink into his flesh, blood streaming over his arm. He grabbed Amber par her hair and forced his bleeding arm on her lips. Amber had no choice but to drink. Stefan pulled his arm back and showed his canines again. “My turn” he said. Amber, who knew that whatever was coming wasn’t anything good, begged him to let her go. “Please, don’t hurt me. I just want to go home. Please” she cried. Stefan’s face went back normal and his canines grew back to human size. He hesitated, something Amber noticed. Klaus grabbed Amber par her arm and threw her on the ground. She scribbled up and ran outside the door.
“You let her escape!” one of the other women yelled with a high pitched voice.
“Off course not” Klaus slowly said. “There’s no fun if the nourriture walks into your arms so easy” He turned to Stefan. “I’d go get her, if I were you. I could easily sent some werewolf to your brother, getting him to bite him...again. I won’t be so generous of giving my blood a seconde time”
Stefan got up and raced out of the door.
Amber ran for her life, having no idea where she was heading to. All she knew was that anywhere was better than the place she’d just left. She reached a high fence. She turned around, to make sure she hadn’t been followed. No one was there. She turned back around and started climbing the fence. When she had her feet back on the ground she felt the air breezing in her neck. Her cœur, coeur pounded in her chest, she swallowed to remove the crop in her throat. She dared not to turn around, because she knew it wasn’t just air. She felt how a cold hand lay her hair over her shoulder, slowly and gently. She squeezed her eyes, tears rolling over her face and hooked her fingers in the holes of the fence. “I’m sorry’ she thought she heard him whisper, before she felt a sharp, inflaming pain in her neck. She tried not to make a sound, but something in her took over and screamed the lungs out of her body.
