ςΓαzεε··. ((Possible lovestory))

[scarshadowthunder]

Archie awoke with a shrill scream, and breathed hard. Her nightmare made no sense whatsoever, but it was horrifying nevertheless. Archie sat up in bed, and checked her phone for the time. 2:57 am. Three minutes to the Devil's Hour. Although she wasn't superstitious, the legend of the Devil's Hour spooked her. At Three A.M every morning, demons, devils, an all sorts of ghouls would come out and reek havoc all over the world. She rolled her eyes at herself for believe such myths. Archie stretched and pulled a hoodie over her head, before walking outside to go for a short walk around town. Archie walked down the softly illuminated sidewalks, the moon casting an eerie glow. Everywhere and anywhere was completely silent. Peaceful. Creepy. She shivered at her thoughts of the Devil's Hour, but shook it off. It was just a myth... Right?

[jínххíє]

Ryxon was leaning against a building, his blue eyes searching for any pathetic human to have wandered out so late. He swept his black hair out of his eyes; he'd heard people say that his hair was made of the shadows of night itself. His skin was drastically pale in compare to his darker features. In the low light of the streetlamp, shadows were cast in different patterns over his face. He kept his eyes lidded as he scanned the streets. There were a few stragglers, and a few drunken teenagers, but he didn't want tainted blood. Even though he was part demon, he was part vampire as well, so he needed blood daily to survive. His mouth was in a hard line as he felt his fangs start to lengthen. Patience, he chided himself, and his fangs drew back. If he didn't find something to eat soon, he would have to pick up one of the scrawny drunken humans. He shuddered at the thought.

[scarshadowthunder]

Archie stuck out of sight from the drunks, not wanting to get caught in the wrong crowd. Instead, she pulled the hoodie of her dark jacket up, and head low.

[jínххíє]

Ryxon smelled something that wasn't tainted with alcohol and his head snapped into the girl's direction. He smiled to himself. Melting in a shadow, he decided to follow his prey. She would have to fall asleep sometime.

[scarshadowthunder]

Archie took a turn down a dark alley way, heading back in the direction of her apartment. She yawned quietly.

[jínххíє]

Ryxon followed, acting as a shadow. He licked his lips in anticipation and he could feel his fangs begin to lengthen again.

[scarshadowthunder]

Archie pulled her keys from her pocket, as she approached her apartment door. She quickly unlocked the door, eager to be back home.

[jínххíє]

Ryxon grinned to himself, and before his prey could shut the door, he slipped inside the house.

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Archie, completely oblivious to the situation , walked into her room, and laid down in bed. Archie yawned and pulled the covers over her head.

[jínххíє]

Before she could fall asleep, Ryxon stepped out of the shadows in her room. His eyes blazed an electric blue and his fangs were throbbing. He slowly sauntered up to the girl.

[scarshadowthunder]

Out Of the blue, Archie cell phone rang. She pushed away the covers, not seeing Ryxon, and picked up the cell phone. "Hello? Why did you call me? Don't tell me... But Jessica, you are a minor. If the cops find out... Just be careful? Bye," she sighed and hung up.

[jínххíє]

Ryxon paused a moment, though he was in full view of her if she turned to the left.

[scarshadowthunder]

Archie stretched, and turned onto her left side, freezing. Archie's eyes grew wide, when she spotted Ryxon.

[jínххíє]

His eyes flashed silver for a brief moment. "You're very naive, aren't you?" he murmured, loud enough for her to hear. "Most humans would realize they were being followed."

[scarshadowthunder]

Archie shrugged. "What can I say? I'm tired." she said, with a sleepy tone. A split second later, she darted out of her room and into the streets.