Destined For Death by Aysha K (chrysanthemum read aloud .txt) 📕

"I am not little but it seems to me that you know my family and that I am a hunter, why so or should I say how?” she says it in a calm tone but underneath all of that I can sense the threat, I take my time to think of something to say so I just examine her, she is not what they say about her; Arhine De La Vincent MUST BE AVOIDED at all costs because she is the devil in a female human's form, they describe her as this monster who will kill you without a flinching but couldn’t be more wrong because she does not look like a monster but a normal teenage girl with dark cherry auburn hair straight and long but not too long, creamy skin with freckles, storm grey eyes and much as I would have preferred to die then admit that they were right about one thing; she had an small tear shaped tattoo at the bottom of her left eye, she is wearing black shorts with braces, a long t-shirt that say "i'm unique, what are you?'', she has a pendent chocker on but i can't see exavtly what the shape of the pendent is-                                                                    

I realise that I am still holding onto her and she is giving me funny look because of it, man I can’t remember when was the last time that someone made me feel like an idiot before, oh yeah how could I forget my twin brother Xavier, he doesn’t look like me because I have the looks and skills while he has, well I didn’t really bother to play with him while growing up, I was more interested in learning how to fight, self-defence and how to use weapons but other than that we both do share the same eye colour and the birthmark on the side of our necks. I let go of her and jump to my feet and look away not thinking twice before doing so.                          

“Sorry” I mumble so quite that even a mouse wouldn’t be able to hear me but clearly she did….

“About what?” she asks smirking at me, I don’t know what she’s smirking at until I remember that I untied her and now she has a chance to escape, no way is that happening on my watch missy. But before I make a single step towards her, its like she can sense what I am going to do because her smirk fades away and she knocks me to the floor and is on top of me, I try to shrug her off but she is much heavier then she first seemed to be.                                            

“Shut up and don’t make a sound” she says not so nicely, it was like she was trying to say 'do what I say and I’ll let you live’ sort of thing.                                                                                                                

“Why?” I ask still struggling                                                                                                                

“That is none of your concern”                                                                                                            

“Well hell, smack my ass and call me a baby'' I growl "This is my concern because maybe you are forgetting that you are currently in a building that hunts and kills your kind for a living” I finally snap at her because she is doing my head in, she turns her face to look at me and I can see a hint of crimson in her eyes, shit did I piss her off cause if I did then it is her fault not mine. Her next few words shut me up                                              

“It is not my fault nor your fault that I am getting pissed off, its because of the atmosphere doesn’t feel right around here, so do me a favour and shut the hell up vos plennus humana (Stupid human)” she practically sneered it at me and I could feel the poison in her words bite me.                                                                                            

She is looking right at me, right into my eyes and she was so close to me that I literally could feel the warmth radiating off of her. She moves her face and her hair falls into mine, what that works like a charm on every single girl I have ever known. I shrug her off for the last time and this time is doesn’t seem so difficult because she seems pretty light now, maybe she just has a really good grip, I jump to my feet but she hasn’t moved at all, still lying on the floor, face towards the ceiling                                                                

“Sorry” she says “I shouldn’t have done that” not quite looking at me                                                        

“What do you mean?” I ask looking down at her                                                                                      

“Nothing, I…I just need to get out of here” she stutters her reply finally getting up and standing in front of me.  

“Nothing it may be but I will soon find out and you are not going anywhere” I say with a slight hint of stubbiness, why did I have to be here when I could have been out on a mission or something but no I get chosen for this!                                                                                                                              

“We shall see about that” she says grinning. She takes one step forward and I take one step back, that’s what they do before they strike, she takes another step forward and I take another one back, forward, back, forward, back up until I feel the cold wall touch my back. She touches my check ever so lightly like she is afraid to hurts me and says “Touché, I hope we meet again my dear chasseur (Hunter)” and then she was gone…

I’m still shocked even when I hear Xavier’s and my father’s voice come towards me. Out of nowhere someone smacks my back, which practically makes me jump and Xavier starts to laugh like the hyena that he is, I punch him in the arm and not in the playful way at all.                                                                              

 “Ow, that hurts” he says while rubbing his arm                                                                                      

“Serves you right for scaring the crap out of me, you dick” I say, my anger radiating off of me in waves.          

“Now boys will you two just shut up” my father says sternly, obviously why wouldn’t he, his son the Xander Erubus Blake, the best hunter there is, has just let their enemy get away. “I would like to speak to Xander alone” Xavier said something in protest but from the stern look from our father he walks out of the door without another word, I smirk at his back while he walks out. "You let her go didn’t you?” dad says looking at me but he doesn’t sound at all angry.    

 “Yes father and I am deeply sorry for it” I say trying to pull off a puppy dog face but I comes out all wrong so I hang my head in shame but my father’s next few words surprise me                                                            

“You don’t need to be sorry” my father laughs like an actual human would, I haven’t heard him laugh in nearly four years, after mom died by a couple of rouge vampires, he just wasn’t the same.

“But she got away” I say every word with disgust                                                                                        

“Well, like I just said its fine” I stare at him in utter astonishment but clearly he hadn’t finished ”What I mean to say is that she was unconscious I had told Mitchel to put a tracking device so that we could see where her coven is” I didn’t know who he was talking about then I realised the