Hey everyone! We are going to the mountains. That's that!
Vlad: great. I love it.
Me: really?! :D
Vlad: no.
Me: oh...
Vlad: get a life, really.
Me: i can't believe character thats not even real is insulting me!
Vlad: whatever.
Me: oh, we are going to start this story, and you are gonna pay!

Chapter 20

The cold... The harsh whisper of the wind taunted us. I thought the snow capped trees were beautiful in a way, and the vast landscape of snow. We were pretty far up, as snow was nowhere on the forest floor. It had taken a while, but throughout the day we spent walking up the mountain and talking. He asked about my family, which i didn't have, and Henry. He found it exceptionally funny when i told him about the trouble me and him caused. I asked him about his home, and how he came to be in this arena. He laughed nervously, and shrugged.
"Oh... You don't wanna know that story. Its so long and boring. You are much more interesting." I raised my eyebrow, and glanced back at him.
"I told you my story, now its your turn. Go on, im listening." I said back demandingly. He closed his eyes for a short moment, seeming to think about his answer.
"Alright. Well, about a year ago when me and my family lived out of town, my father got really sick. Like, a throat cancer. I didn't really understand, my parents never told me. They just said he was sick. Anyway, he passed away really quickly after that, and i got depressed. I loved my father."
His eyes started to fill with tears. He breathed, before continuing.
"I got bullied, my grades dropped, and i did some bad things. I vandalized, and got into fights. My mother lost it on me one day, and i ran away from home. It was only one night before some guy caught me and gave me to the government. It seems i was healthy enough to be in the games, and with my past being so bad i was perfect. So the sent me on a train, with some other criminals, and put us in here. Just to be killed off. Why not thou? We're unwanted, just unusable junk no one wants. It makes 'the world a better place', getting rid of the bad people out there. And im one of them." He finished and spun around, holding back tears.
"My own mom doesn't even care. What's wrong with me?" He hung his head. I sighed and placed my hand on his shoulder comfortingly.
"Jake, don't talk like that. Your not junk, or a bad person. Just a mourning boy. It was wrong to put you in here. Im sorry for your dad, and i will help you get out of here. I promise." He looked up at me. Tears now did rush down his small face.
"Really?" He questioned.
"Really." I smiled, and he smiled back. The trek continued, until we came to a cliff we couldn't possibly climb. Although, there was a opening in the rock to a cave. It was just big enough to squeeze through. The darkness took a minute to adjust to, but when i could see better i knew how big the cave was. It was small, about two meters across and wide. Thankfully, it was empty. By now the bright sun was sinking in the horizon, leaving us in the darkness. I managed to find trigs and bark, and rubbed them together to make a fire. I could see jake shaking, and he was really close to the flames. I sighed. Maybe it was best to just stay down in the forest, with berries and people and shelter. But this was my choice. I had to stop killing people, because when i encountered someone it was a fight or flee situation. Here, i hoped we would survive longer. Just avoid everyone and everything. Finally, the sun had set and the real cold was felt. Even me, being highly resistant to the feeling of cold, felt weaker. Jake's breathing had slowed, and his poor heart tried its best to keep him alive. I added more wood to the fire, and kept it alive. Suddenly i realized the pile was dangerously low, and i needed to go out for more. I patted his small head, and squeezed out of the cave to the outside. Man, it was past being cold. I walked a few meters out to a nearby tree, and pulled off bark and wood off. I smelled the air, and something was... Off. I ignored it and headed back to the cave. The cold made me feel funny. I looked up at the night sky and saw the full moon. I was so beautiful, and suddenly i missed my ella. She made the day bearable. I love her. I needed to get back to her, and hold her in my arms. i sighed and pulled out of my memory of her, and continued to the cave. What, there were... Eyes on the cliff. Green ones. I glared, an put down the sticks. I put my fists up, ready for a fight. The eyes disappeared for a moment, and reappeared near the opening of the place i was trying to get to. The light from the fire was just enough for my vampire eyes to catch his face. Long, shoulder length dark brown hair, sharp angular face, and fully elongated white fangs. Under his cat like eyes were some scars. I caught something else too. A dagger, like mine. Slowly, i reached into my waistband and unsheathed my own dagger. His eyes never left my own. I circled left, he went right, our stances like a cat. He moved gracefully, each step not making a sound. I would kill him. I was sure i could do it, i mean he was a small guy. My shoulders were much wider then he. I growled, flashing my fangs. He smirked, enraging my further. I charged, slashing my dagger. He dodged just in time, spinning around and kicking my back. I fell, but i landed on my hands thankfully. I flipped just in time, because he stabbed down and got just snow. I did my signature move, kicking behind his knees an he collapsed. I slashed at his arm, and i only caught fabric. In an instant, we were both up.
"V-Vlad? Whats going on?" A small voice called from behind this guy. Jake, shivering and holding himself, was standing there wide-eyed at the other vampire. When he saw our fangs he went to run, only for him to be caught by the arm. And let me tell you, it wasn't me. Jake shrieked, pulling away, but to no avail.
"What's this? A human?" He questioned. He put a dagger to jakes throat, raising an eyebrow.
"Don't hurt him!" I yelled, not daring to move. He smirked again.
"Put down the weapon. Hold your hands up. Or the boy dies." And i was forced to comply. Jake whimpered, and a tear rolled down his face. How to get out of this one?
"Why are you with this human?" I crossed my arms.
"None of your damn business. Let him go, he is only a boy. Lets settle this between us." I said. He laughed, shaking his head.
"Im not falling for that crap, now tell me. Why is he with you?"
"Ok ok, i felt bad for him an have been protecting him from danger. Now release him, or i will kill you." He rolled his eyes, not letting go anytime soon.
"I have been without food for a while now, i think i will use him." He pulled jakes neck back and bit him, sinking his fangs deep into his neck. Jake screamed, closing his eyes and trying to get free. I rushed forward, and grabbed the vampires neck ripping him from the boy and i slammed him against the cliff. I held my face close, My fangs bared dangerous. I squeezed his neck tighter, an he chuckled, showing his blood stained teeth.
"Are you Freaken crazy?" I growled, his eyes turn dark, and he grinned.
"Maybe. Oh and the kid? He is great. Really. He is o-positive!" And he went on laughing.
"Names Tyson. Oh, that cave? Its mine, i went out to find food for the day. Get out. Well, the food problem i solved now isn't it?" He started mumbling crazy stuff. He seemed to laugh at his own joke. I threw him down, and he laughed harder. I ignored him, and turned to jake. He hugged himself, and held his bleeding neck. I walked to him, and he flinched as i touched his shoulder. I kneeled to him and looked in his eyes. "Are you ok?" He nodded, not saying anything. Blood ran down his arm. Why didn't it heal?
"Common, let me see your neck." He moved his hand, and i could see Tyson tore it a bit. What to do? Well i could heal him, but it was almost never done. Vampire spit helped the healing process, thats why the bites heal so quickly. But with this... I sighed. I would have to try.
"Jake, i have to... Lick your neck." He gave me a funny look.
"Vampires can heal people. Its gross, but i have to do it. Come on." He moved his neck, and i leaned in and grazed my tongue across his wound. The taste of his blood made my fangs elongate again, and the tips just touched his neck, and he froze. I resisted, and sighed.
"Sorry, couldn't help it." An he shrugged.
"How does it look, Vlad?" He asked. It was closing up, leaving two deeper cuts from the fangs but looked way better.
"Better. But we have to get you inside, close to the fire. Let me get the wood, and we can go." I turned, and Tyson was gone. Even so, i would watch over the corse of the night to make sure he stayed gone. Throughout the night, jake slept by the fire. I worried about him. We would have to go back, it seems. Hopefully there were less people down in the woods, as we spent all day here. We would have to see, and hope jakes wounds would heal fast.

How was it?
Vlad: review!
Me:good boy!
Vlad: shut up...