• "Please....I need you. Help me!" Gripping the pendant tight, you press your body as flat as it will go against the wall. Your captor, the vampire, snickers. "Nobody is coming. Go ahead, scream. I'll even scream with you." He says, licking the sides of his mouth. You try to make another break for the street. Pushing him away, you're almost there when another appears. You collide headfirst into him. "Just one?" He complains, picking you up by the back of your shirt. "Lemme go!" Thrashing, you swing your fists at the snickering vampire. "Ah, but she's feisty! That always makes it fun." He's stronger than the other, and quickly slams you against the bricks. He leans down close to your chest. "You're mine..." He breathes, his cold breath causing your hair to bristle. Squirming, you try to push him away as he bends towards your throat. "Tobias..." Suddenly, two shots ring out. The vampire is blasted back alongside his buddy. A long black corvette revs outside the alley. The window rolls down and Mique sticks her head out. "Come on!" Grabbing the suitcase from the ground(you've went through too much trouble to lose all that stuff now) and climb into the passenger seat. She doesn't even give you time to shut the door before she slams down on the acceleration. The tires squeal loudly as the sleek car tears down the road. "Are you alright? They didn't hurt you, did they?" She asks, never taking her eyes off the road. Her long black hair is pulled back carelessly, showing she was in a hurry to get here. "No, I'm okay. Sorry." She laughs. "Eh, it happens. Just be grateful it didn't turn for the worse." Something slams onto the top of the car. The vehicle fishtails, but she keeps going. "Bastards!" Mique seethes, pulling out a small gun, and shoots it through the roof. A snarl can be heard, then fingers begin peeling back the metal from the bullet hole. "Sarah, get in the floorboard!" She shouts, and you do so. Mique steers with her knee while holding her gun in one hand and a cell phone in the other. "I need a little backup." She says when she catches you watching.
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    Tobias's POV
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    You freaked when Sarah's frantic voice sounded in your mind through the connection of the pendant. Since Mique was already dressed, you sent her out first. Quickly lacing up a pair of boots, you stand and look at the mirror. Your hair hasn't even been combed, while your eyes have a dangerous red hue to them. It's been too long since you last had any blood. Your cell phone begins to ring on the table. Picking it up quickly, sounds of gunfire can be heard. "Tobias! Sarah and I are in trouble!" Testament runs over, worried. "Where are you at?" You ask, running a hand through your dark hair. "On Kohl Avenue! Hurry, they're on the car-" Her signal cuts out. "Let's move!" You say quickly. Testament nods and tosses you a gun while strapping one to his waist. Racing out the door, you both take to the roofs, gliding quickly. Kohl Avenue is far away, and you worry you don't have enough time. "Look!" Testament stops and points down at two motorcycles waiting on a red light. "It'lll be faster." He says. You nod and drop to the ground. People scream as you run over and knock one man off. Revving it, you take off, doing a wheelie in the process. "Yo-that's my bike, man!" The stranger shouts. Testament appears on a yellow one. "Up ahead. Follow me." He shouts over the roar of the two engines. Nodding, you both speed down the streets as blue and yellow blurs. It seems like a week ago you let Sarah go on her own when in fact it was only about six hours ago. A black corvette spins out infront of you, a man clinging to the top. The windows are busted out and bullet holes line the top. "Mique!" Testament yells. He pulls out his gun and fires. It grazes the man's coat and he hisses back at you. Suddenly, a sleek Mustang GT peals out from another street. Bullets whiz by your face. "Testament, take care of that a*****e!" You shout, ducking. He nods, then turns his bike around to face the silver car. It revs it's engine and he does the same. "Let's play a little chicken, shall we?" He asks, then rushes towards it. Ignoring it, yourace after Mique's corvette, pulling out your own gun. The vampire on top viciously rips at the metal, pulling it away with his hands. You fire round after round at him. The car swerves, causing them to miss. "Dammit." You scow, tossing the smoking pistol over your shoulder. Carefully balencing yourself on top, you stand on the seat of the motorcycle, keeping the throttle back with your foot. Arms spread out, you slide your foot back, causing the bike to fly faster. It races towards the car. When you're close enough, you just off and land on top of the vampire. The bike careens and wrecks, tumbling across the pavement, sending scraps of metal flying in every direction. Glancing through the hole in the roof, Sarah sits curled up in the floor board, watching with large eyes. The vampire punches you in the stomach. You growl and swipe at his face. Your nails make contact, sending a shower of blood through the air. Struggling on top of the flying car, Mique suddenly gasps. The car shudders, then spins out of control. Both you and the rogue vampire go flying, andsmack onto the road, bouncing and rolling to a stop. Raising your head, you watch as the car continues to slide sideways, then begins to flip over and over. It skids across the pavement, smashing into a building. "Sarah!" You shout, then it suddenly catches on fire....