As the girl looked around in her bag, she heard heavy footstep on the tarmac behind her. As she searched, she grabbed her pepper spray and laid her nervous and impatient fingers around the cap. The footsteps continued, she grabbed her bag tightly. her feet slowly turned around to face the brute, only to find that he was like death walking. His presence made her innards curdle. He smiled, oddly that was the brightest thing about him. His teeth were so... perfect. She smiled back, he lent down to kiss her neck. His smile widened, his lips curled around his teeth. He was ready to strike. To claim another victim.
As the piles of murder stack up on J. Johnson's desk he must find out what is in common with all of the victims. There was no gun, there was no knife. What he found lead him to myths and legends, but they were the only possible answer.


12. Trapped

Emma's P.O.V

I looked to find George driving away, I no longer could feel the icy back of the vampire of which I rode. I looked and saw Monty, his tail wagging frantically. Soon enough he could off taken off he was going so fast. I saw George's flat brown hair tangled and spiked, his dirty clothes stained with what looked like coffee. I was probably wrong, I tried to say something but it didn't come. Instead all that came out was:

"George?" I wanted it to be something of relief but that didn't happen, it came out like a question. He slammed on the breaks and looked back to me. He was almost crying, I was sure he must of been happy. He jumped in the back and kissed me, this very kiss comforted me. I was home, with him anyway. I shivered went right through me, because I was weak it was more noticeable. 

"What's wrong? You cold?" he asked me.

"I don't know. It's not in here." He looks out of the window. A is standing right in front of us. He smiles as the rest of his gang surrounds us. We are stuck in a circle of vampires. With no way to get out. Alive.

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