This is a new book I'm writing. I came up with it during Dark Knight, which I went to see with some friends. It's based off of the dreamers, just with a different twist. Anyway, the barriers break and the nightmare creatures get out and the physicals think that armageddon has come. Here's the teaser! Enjoy!
"No! No, James, you don't understand! I have to get away..." I stared at James's scraped hand, which was bleeding badly. The rough lava rock had cut into his flesh, causing the blood to flow. We were running, running away from them... My vision went red as my hunter instincts kicked in at the scent of blood. I couldn't kill him... but I hadn't hunted for so long...
"No, Adeen, I won't let you leave. I'm okay. I promise. See? The bleeding is already stopping."
Blood was running down his forearm, warm and scarlet and tempting.
"James, no, you don't understand!" My eyes shifted to red in my reflection in his chocolate brown eyes, soft and trusting. The eyes I had grown to know. "I am one of them." He paled at my words. I listened intently, waiting for the others to come. Surely they could already smell his blood. But they were hunters, more skilled than I was, and were completely silent as they came to surround us. I was a good six inches shorter than James, and I stood in front of him as he bled. My senses were going wild, nearly driving me insane.
"Come now, Adeen, do not deny your instincts."
It was my uncle, Kyroshiran. I glared coldly at him as I stood in front of my boyfriend. James bent down to my ear.
"Who is that, Adeen? How does he know you?"
"If we live through this, I'll tell you."
"You mean we might not live?"
"Maybe, maybe not. Just stay right where you are, and try to keep your heart from racing. Do you hear me? Calm down!"
"How can you hear my heart?"
"I just can."
"Adeen, Adeen. My dear neice. Won't you give your old uncle a hug?"
"I'd rather hug a cholla cactus." I growled. Kyroshiran's eyes were red, like mine. More vampires appeared behind him. I didn't recognize any of them.
"Now, now, Adeen, don't be like that."
"Try to make me leave his side." I hissed, extending my wings.
"Whoa, whoa, when did you get those?," James asked.
"Stay quiet!" I whispered. James's heart raced. The vampires started to advance as we spoke.
"Adeen, give us the boy, and you won't be hurt."
I could sense Kyroshiran's need, feel his hunger- or rather thirst. It was something we shared. Something every vampire shared. The difference between us was, I only drank human blood every two years. Kyroshiran drank every couple weeks. And it looked to me like he hadn't hunted since the barriers broke.
"I'd rather die than give him to you." I snarled, baring my teeth. My fangs elongated, touching my bottom lip. Kyroshiran shook his head.
"Adeen, you're just as foolish as your father was."
"What did you do to my father?" I yelled.
"Adeen, you're such a coward. Don't you know that love gives someone the ability to break you?" Kyroshiran shook his head. "Get the boy."
The other vampires advanced, and James's heart sped up in fear. So did mine.
"James, I'm so sorry I got you into this."
"If I'm going to die, I want to die with you." He whispered. Warm tears threatened to overflow. I swallowed them back. It all happened so fast I missed it. Suddenly, my arms were pinned behind my back and I was being drug away from James.
"Adeen! Help me!" He cried. I saw Kyroshiran grin evilly, his overlong black hair blowing in the wind. He chuckled wickedly, grabbing James's dark brown hair and wrenching his head back to expose his neck.
"NO!" I screamed, fighting against my captors. Kyroshiran's fangs glittered wickedly in the moonlight as he grinned, turning and biting into James's neck with a sickening squirting sound. "James! No! No-ho-ho-ho!" I wailed. I couldn't fight my captors off, and a glazed look came over James's chocolate eyes as Kyroshiran drank.
"NO!" I screamed, still fighting with all my strength.
"Hey, vampire." Someone growled from behind me. "Let my brother go, a$$hole."
It was Jason, James's twin brother, in his werewolf form. He was in Canis's form, standing dark brown in the night. Kyroshiran only glanced up and kept drinking.
Canis shook his head, gray patches showing in the moonlight.
"That's it, b@$t@rd. You won't live through this." Canis advanced onto the vampire that held his limp brother as I watched. Historically by nature, vampires are the enemy of the werewolf, and vise versa. Suddenly, I scented Jinnyn and Okami coming up behind me. One vampire let me go, having the other hold both of my arms. I whipped my head back with all of my strength, breaking the vampires nose. Horrible growls and snarls came from ahead of me and behind me, and I ran to James's fallen limp body on the ground. His soft bown eyes were closed, and I waited for his chest to rise and fall in breath. Soon, I decided to do something I had never done before: I had to kiss him. I had helped others my kissing their hand or arm and healed it. I didn't trust myself with kissing his neck, so...
I held him up and pressed my mouth to his.
I hoped with all my heart he wouldn't feel awkward when he recovered.
Maybe this could be all over if we could just get the barriers back up.