Chapter 158A Drop that Spills

It wasn't easy to stop in mid flight. I let myself drop and slow my fall, it was easier. I hovered above them, unsure of how to approach them or what to do when I did. I couldn't kill the guy, but I couldn't let him take her. Their voices were clear as day in this abandoned building.

"Stop it, I just want to go home." Her voice laced with tears.

"After a little bite." Advancing on her with a grin.

"Y-you're scaring me, go away!" Tears making place for terror.

In a flash he crossed the distance between them, grabbing her firmly and baring his teeth in her view. He was savoring her fear, stretching the moment as much as possible.

"Just a little nibble."

He'd chosen a strange prey. She was terrified but not in any special way. She wasn't overly pretty or really old or young. Nothing about her directly attracted my attention. Briefly I wondered if he knew her... But no, it didn't look like he did. He didn't treat her as special either. He just wanted his drink of blood and fear.

She whimpered, unable to say another word.

He bit.

Stupid. I'd been so caught up in looking that I completely forgot to intervene. I dropped down behind her, silently. But he saw me. Baring my teeth and having the scariest expression of rage I could bring up then I looked directly in his eyes.

"Leave her." My voice raw with fury.

He didn't let go, but he looked at me with defiance, almost smiling. What could I do. He'd ripped open her throat, holding his mouth to it. If I hit him he'd probably tear her skin even more...

But I couldn't stand there and do nothing.

With blazing speed I dashed to the side of them and hit the back of his head with my left hand and kicked the back of his legs with my left foot. It was a horrible move and I didn't even know where it came from, but it made him release her neck and drop to the floor. The girl felt limply to the ground, paralyzed by fear, loss of blood and the weight of his body.

She was bleeding.

Her attacker got up again, wiping his mouth and glaring at me. "You'll pay for this, then I'll finish her!"

I almost burst out laughing as the cheesy words reached me, but there was no time. He attacked immediately, making a low kick, aimed at my knees. My jump was too late. He hit my feet as I rose up in the air. Spinning as if I was cartwheel in the air, my hair brushed against the wall as my head rushed past. In pure reflex I had held myself up in the air, but it wasn't a good position to be in. He tried to punch my stomach as I almost hung upside down.

But my reflexes were winning. I grabbed his punch and used it to continue my movement and turn upright again. Keeping hold of it I pulled him closer to me and let my other elbow land in his neck. A satisfying crunch, unsure if it was my elbow or his neck, followed. He didn't move after that.

My senses were running amok, with all the adrenaline in my blood I noticed how my clothes were still clean, he hadn't really touched me. The brick walls around me were full of life, little critters and moss everywhere. The floor littered with rubble and glass shards, shimmering in the pale light from the street and the sky. My ears picked up her breathing, irregular, still afraid.

I approached her.

She was looking at me with large eyes, unsure if I was something that would hurt her or not. She blinked slowly, in pain and definitely losing blood. The puddle around her still growing slowly. A pool so red as to be almost black in the pale light. A puddle of blackness, spreading from her as it took her life with her.

What could I do?

She was bleeding to fast, I ran to her and picked her up. Blood was spilling all over my clothes, but I didn't care. I tried to do the same as I did when I bit someone, heal them with a bit of my blood. I tried.

And failed.

The wound was too big, she kept on bleeding. She was dying. I held her as if she was a loved one. I didn't know who she was, didn't know her name. A strange sound made me look up, the guy had gone. I was just left here with her...

Blood flowed over me on the floor, it's darkness covering me like a blanket.

I didn't want her to die.

But I wouldn't make her a vampire. She was innocent, completely innocent. She looked up at me as I held her and smiled a little. Her mouth opened, trying to speak, but she faltered.

She gathered some strength and tried again. It was no more than a soft whisper. "Not alone..."

With a large sigh she departed from my arms, going somewhere... outside of my reach. I felt her die, the life leaving her body and spreading out. Even hear heart, beating slowly until now, had stopped.

I cried.