I should have known it, I should have known there was some underlying reason for his sudden demand from me, thought Anna. She had left as soon as the words out of Jeremy's mouth confirmed her thoughts. And as she ran back to the house where the hoard of vampires were secretly waiting for their turn to massacre the town, there were feelings that were coursing through her mind, which she couldn't find anything to relate to.

Maybe it was regret, regret for giving in and agreeing to turn Jeremy in the first place. Or maybe it was spite and anger and the need to punish him for what he had done to her. But under that, there was something else, something close to pain and it was her own fault, she thought. Her own fault for getting involved with humans. From now on, she would stay with her kind and excel in her nature. She would be what she now realised she had almost forgotten she was, a vampire, a hunter, and she knew what she was going to do now, she changed direction and headed back into town.

The night was black as Anna moved amongst the shadows, keeping to the darkness that now encased her mind. There was nothing else that she was thinking of but blood and murder. Remembering that her mother was socialising with the mayor of Mystic Falls at the Grill, she headed towards the town's main street, knowing that there was where she would find a concentrated amount of people.

Once at the street, she sat on one of the many benches which lined the pavements and discreetly looked out for any human that appeared alone. With each person that passed, she felt the burning sensation grow from her jaw, the sign which said she was thirsty, and in full hunter mode. Nobody looked at her as they passed, and their step hastened past the bench which she was sat on. Her face looked like death, she knew it.

It wasn't long before she spotted a person on their own. A male, she preferred that. Once the male had passed her, she looked briefly around to make sure that no one was looking, before standing up to slowly follow her prey. She kept to the shadows again, keeping her distance as the man walked down several streets.

Anna waited, she didn't want to attack with people to witness her, because she would have to kill them too, and though her mind was black and overcome with madness, there was part of her that couldn't be bothered to make such an effort. It would cause too much trouble, and Jeremy wasn't worth it.

As the man continued his innocent journey through the night, Anna became more impatient. With every step the man took into a street with people walking, she growled. She could feel the sharp point of her fangs now, though she knew from whatever saneness that was left of her, that her face had not yet morphed, it was just her expression which chased everyone away.

Soon though, her prey began to slow, and there was something about this hunt, the way it seemed to prolong, made it more like a game. She remembered she liked to play games with her prey. She knew now that he was near his destination, and, after the next street, the man turned into a small alley way, and there Anna began her fun. She leapt into the air and landed ten inches in front of him, the man let out a scream but she silenced him with her hand. Then he turned to run. Pathetic human, she thought as she leapt into the air again and landed at the entrance to the alley way, blocking his escape. She saw his face, his wide open eyes full of fear. He started to back up the alley way, his arms out in front of him in a pathetic attempt to protect himself. Anna smiled. A fool, she thought, then she started to step slowly towards him, just like Jeremy. Anna couldn't play any longer, she pounced and pushed the man to the ground. Then she felt her face transform and she once again stopped his screaming, but this time by biting viciously into his neck.

Anna thought that once the taste of hot blood was in her mouth she would calm down, she thought she would feel the same sense of relief when the blood acquainted her thirst, but it didn't. It didn't relieve the pain at all, it only made her more mad. She drank until the man was dry then threw his body off her in disgust. Apparently then, it would take time for the hurt to go away but Anna didn't think about that for long. There was a burning pain in her system, a burning that was associated with one thing only. Vervain, Anna thought as she dropped to the ground. Her mind started to completely cloud over, blocking all senses. She had forgot in her madness, that most of the town was equipped with vervain, and now she was going to die. In the distance of her mind, she heard her phone ring. She felt weak but slowly put the phone to her ear.

"Anna? Anna?" Was Jeremy's voice at the end of the phone.

There was no other hope, Anna thought, otherwise she was going to die.

"Jeremy," a whisper was all that Anna could manage. "Help me."

"Anna," Jeremy's voice was full of shock. "Where are you?"

"I don't know, a street." She tried to look back in her mind, to think of a significant object, but she was too immersed in her hunt at the time. She looked around her and saw a sign above her head. "Street View Alley," she whispered down the receiver. Then her last bit of life left her and there was nothing she could do but wait.