I walked down the street, through the pouring rain. My mind racing and my heart pounding. I felt as though someone was watching me. I looked around to see if anyone was watching or looking at me. I sighed, thinking that I'm just being paranoid. I looked across the street to see someone staring at me. Whoever they were wore ther hood up, darkening their face so I couldn't see who they were. I shook my head and continued walking, ignoring the figure.
I looked toward the alleyway that I walk through to get home, not really sure if I should take it or not. I sprinted toward it, running as fast as I can, trying to make it home before something happens. I ran past dumpsters and other things, stumbling a couple of times. I squeaked as someone or something slammed me up against the alley wall. I gasped as my back made contact with the wall, taking my breath away. My vision started blurring a bit. I blinked a couple of times, trying to clear my vison. I slowly sat up, ignoring the protest from my back. I looked up at my attacker. His hood had fallen back when he had attacked me.
He had hazel eyes and spiked blonde hair, with green streaks. He wore a black hoodie, black skinny jeans, with black shoes. I glared at him, realizing he was looking at me, smirking. I stood up and shoved him away. He stumbled back, slightly, but not enough for me to get away. My heart pounded in my chest as his eyes changed to a blood red. I turned and started running as soon as I saw his fangs come out. I kept running, not looking back, hoping I can make it away from him. I was almost home, I could see it across the street from here. I almost reached the end of the alley when he grabbed me by my neck, slamming me up against the wall, pinning me.
I screamed as he bit into my neck as hard as he could. I tried to kick and punch him as hard as I could, hoping to make him stop. My actions were futile as I began losing consciousness. I fought to stay awake, feeling him drain away my life. Black spots slowly clouded my vision. I slowly lost the fight to stay awake, letting my eyes close. My eyes shot open as I fell to the ground, hitting my head. I tried turning my head as I heard someone fighting. I managed to turn my head just enough to see two people trying to rip each other apart. I felt someobody pick me up, I wanted to struggle but I was too weak. I looked up into a pair of green eyes, feeling myself calm down a bit. I closed my eyes, finally letting the darkness consume me.