A/N: I started a new story,so I hope you like it!
Abigail sighed for the umpteenth time. She paused and stared at her work on the computer screen. She was almost done putting together the commercial for a new movie coming out. Also she had left to do was insert the voice over into the commercial, and she would be done. She looked at the clock.
"Crap," she muttered. It was almost twelve o'clock. She could finish the project up in the morning. She saved her work and powered down her computer. She packed her stuff and locked her office door on the way out.
She took the elevator down thirty floors until she reached the lobby.
"Bye Tom," she said to the security guard.
"Be careful walking so late at night," he warned. She smiled at him.
As she stepped outside, the cold air hit her. She clutched her coat closer to her body as she walked down the deserted street. Her purse started buzzing.
She stopped and fished around for her cell in her purse. She checked the caller ID. It was Tasha, her roommate and best friend.
"What is it Tasha?"
"You had better be at some guy's apartment and not at work!"
"I had a project to finish up and next thing I know it's almost midnight."
"I swear, Abby, you should quit," her friend said.
"I can't. I was just promoted to Marketing Executive of Serenity Inc.. How will it affect my reputation if I just quit now?"
"What reputation? You barely get out."
"That's because I work. I like my job, and the big fat check I get keeps me happy and satisfied," Abigail replied.
"A man can do those same things. You need to get a boyfriend and a life."
"I have a life. I've had boyfriends before!" Abigail argued.
"Yeah, I know but they were brief."
"That's because they were all jerks and only wanted one thing," Abigail said crossing the street to the bus stop.
"Anyway, are you taking a cab home?"
"No, I was going to walk, but I think I might just take the bus," she said shivering in the cold. She looked at her watch. A bus wouldn't be coming for another half hour. "Screw this. I'm walking."
"Abby, you shouldn't walk home this late at night. There are creeps that specifically wait for women to be out that late."
"I'll be fine. It'll be faster than the bus. Plus, there are creeps during the whole day."
"But nothing. I'm walking home. See you in twenty minutes," Abigail said and hung up the phone.
A scream echoed throughout the street. Abigail looked around her but didn't see anybody.
There was another scream. Abigail looked around again. There was an alley a block away. It seemed like the only logical place that the scream could have come from.
"This is a bad idea," she mumbled as she fished through her purse for her stun gun. She sprinted down the street.
As she approached the alley, she peeked around the corner to see what was going on.
A man had a woman forced up against the wall with his hand covering her mouth and his face buried in her neck.
Abigail's stomach rolled in disgust. She clutched her stun gun in her hand and charged the guy.
He shouted in pain as the electric bolts went through him. The man pulled his face away from his victim and snarled at Abigail.
Abigail froze. The man had blood coated around his mouth. Her stomach started to protest even more, but she raised her stun gun.
The man hissed and smacked it out of her hand then grabbed her by the throat. Abigail clawed at the guy's hands, but he didn't relinquish his grip.
So she settled for kicking him in the groin. That time he let go and dropped Abigail to the ground. She glanced at the man's victim. The woman's color was unnaturally pale and she didn't seem to be moving. A growl from her right snapped her back to reality.
Abigail struggled to her feet and took off running. The icy wind whipped past her as she pumped her legs faster. She knew that the man was behind her, but she refused to look back. It would only slow her down.
Fate seemed to be against to her today because as soon she crossed the street, she tripped over the sidewalk and landed face flat on the ground.
"Damn shoes!" she said as she hurriedly took off her shoes. She picked herself back up and continued running, only to barrel into a stranger, knocking him down.
"I'm so sorry mister, but I have to go," she said pulling him up then was about to start running again when he grabbed her.
"Don't run," he said coolly. "You'll only give him the thrill of the chase." While the other man was terrifying, this one was scary. The cold way he spoke sent shivers down her spine, and not the good ones. He was a head taller than her with bright green eyes and creamy skin. His hair was short, black, and spiky and he looked dangerous.
"Please, let me go. I'll give you anything you want!" she begged and tried to pull away, but he had a vice-like grip on her arm. She gave a few more tugs, but to no avail.
"Stay behind me, and don't get in the way," the man told her. Her chaser turned the corner and stopped when saw the two of them.
The man smiled, and Abigail could see his pearly white teeth covered in blood. "Come on, Jason, give her to me."
"Turn and walk away, Frank, before I make tonight your last night on earth," the man named Jason warned. "You can't keep terrorizing this city. I won't allow it."
Frank laughed out loud. "You really think that I'm going to listen to you, weakling. Give me the woman and I'll pretend that you were never here."
"Not a chance. This is Daniel's territory, not yours. And I have sworn to defend it. So pack up and leave," Jason ordered.
"I'm not going anywhere pretty boy," Frank snarled and launched himself at Jason. Jason sidestepped him and sent the man tumbling to the ground. He tossed his car keys to Abigail.
"My car is right there," he said pointing to a black Jaguar. "Get in and lock yourself in," he demanded.
Abigail wasted no time in complying. She quickly locked herself in the car and watched the fight. Jason slugged the man when he tried to get up.
"You're getting soft, Jason. A little girl can pack more power than that," Frank spat. As Jason's fist came towards him again, he grabbed Jason's wrist and flipped him to the ground.
Jason rolled as he fell and kicked out, catching Frank in the kneecaps. Abigail started up the car and honked the horn. Jason rolled away from Frank.
"Where are you going you cow-" Frank began but was stopped when he was hit by a car.
Abigail backed the car up and unlocked the doors. Jason ran to the car as Abigail climbed over the seat to the passenger's side. He slid into the driver's seat and put the car in drive. His foot slammed against the pedal and they sped off into the night.
Frank struggled to stand. He spit out a mouthful of blood. He rummaged around in his pockets until he found his cell phone.
"We have a problem boss," he said.
"What the hell was that?!" Abigail demanded.
"It's none of your business," Jason replied.
"The hell it isn't! He attacked me! Take me to the police station," she said.
"As if they could help you," he mumbled.
"What are you talking about?"
"Nothing. It's just that they don't stand a chance against him and his friends," he explained.
"What do you mean? Is he apart of a gang or something?" she asked.
He the corner of his mouth twitched. "Or something."
Abigail growled in frustration. "What the hell is going on? You know him, right? Oh god, you're probably in league with him."
Jason remained silent. This confirmed her suspicion.
"Let me out," she demanded.
"No. I'm not with him."
"Fine," she said unlocking her door and opening it. Jason swerved to prevent the open door from hitting a parked car.
"What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy?!" he yelled.
"Let me out this goddamn car or I'll fucking kick your ass!"
"Not until we get to the police station," he said.
"So you can bring them my dead body? I don't think so!" she said pulling out her stun gun. He grabbed it from her hand and smashed it in his hands. He threw the broken partts in the back seat.
"You're fucking crazy!" she exclaimed.
"Do you always curse this much or is it just when you're in situations like this?" he asked slightly annoyed.
"Pull over the fucking car you goddamn asshole!"
"Fine," he growled and pulled over. "The police station is right there so get out."
"Go to hell," she mumbled and climbed out of the car. As soon as she stepped foot on the pavement and closed the door, he peeled away from the car and zoomed down the street.
"Asshole," she muttered.
She walked into the station and approached the secretary's desk. "I'd like to report an attack."
"So, that's what happened," Abigail told the officer.
"What?!" he asked.
"I know it sounds crazy, but could you look into it."
"He had blood around his mouth?" the officer asked. Abigail groaned.
"Yes. I think he might be one of those Goth freaks that pretend that he's a vampire or something. The guy that rescued me, Jason, told me that guy was apart of a gang or something."
"This is getting hard to believe," the officer told her. Another policeman entered the office with a file in hand.
"Sir, she was right. We found the body and there was blood surrounding her neck with two puncture marks."
"Alright, I'll be right out," the officer said and the policeman nodded and left. Just then the door opened and Jason walked through the door.
"What are you doing here?" Abigail hissed.
"You know this man?" the officer asked.
"He's the one who saved me," she told him. "Why?"
"This man has the quite the record for showing up in places at the wrong time. Especially, crime scenes that have a similar MO to the one today."
Abigail gulped. "So I was right! You are dangerous!"
"Not really. Just nosy. It's my job," Jason replied.
"Am I going to have to sue your boss again?" the officer threatened.
"It won't go through. We have permission from the FEDs to be apart of any investigation with this kind of MO. In case you have forgotten," Jason said smugly.
"Get out of my office!" he yelled.
"Will do, but I'm taking her with me," he said grabbing Abigail's arm and pulling her up. He dragged her through the door while ignoring her protests.
"Hey, she's my main witness!"
"Tell it to the judge," Jason yelled back.
"Let go of me, you oaf!" she said hitting the hand that was enclosed around her arm.
"Calm down and shut up. I'm saving your life here," he ordered.
"How so? Killing me before he does?"
"No, I'm getting your ass out of here before they attack."
"Before who attacks?" she said trying to wrench her arm from his grasp.
"Frank and his henchmen."
"Why would they do that?"
"Because you could expose them," he said walking her through the waiting room.
"Who is them?" she asked. There was a large explosion and Jason pushed Abigail to the floor and covered her body with his.
Abigail went red with the contact. She could feel his muscled chest against her back. She wondered what he would look like with his shirt off. Bad Abigail! Don't think nasty thoughts about dark and mysterious! she chastised herself.
"That's them," Jason said climbing off her and pulling her to her feet. "We have to go now."
Abigail stared at the huge gaping hole in the waiting room. Plaster and dust was everywhere and people were cowering on the floor. The worst thing was that Frank and his men were standing behind the hole with machine guns.
"Get moving," he whispered harshly and yanked her towards the entrance.
"There they are!" Franks shouted.
"Shit!" Abigail and Jason yelled in unison and ran for it.
Frank and his men started shooting at them and the two ducked and headed out the door.
Jason hit the button on his keychain to unlock the doors to his car. He threw Abigail in on her side and closed the door. Then he ran to his side and got into the driver's seat.
"Buckle up," he said slamming his foot on the gas pedal.
"Who the hell are they to shoot up a police station?" she asked looking back.
"They're vampires and you're their new target," he replied calmly.
"Vampires! You really are insane!"
"No I'm not. You saw for yourself when Frank had that blood on his mouth. You interrupted him while he was feeding, and you went to the police about it. He's gunning for you now because you have the potential to expose them."
"You're crazy," she said.
"I'm taking you to my boss. He'll explain everything to you," Jason said as they sped down the street.
"Whatever, psycho," she said and stared out the window. It was going to be a long night.
A/N: Please review and I hope you liked the first chapter!