Kirya wanted to hit him. Hard. Right in the face.

But she didn't, of course she didn't. Instead she just sighed, letting the anger leave her slowly, as the air slipped out between her slightly parted lips. The man in front of her glared at her. "Next!"

"Fuck this," Kirya cursed under her breath, and turned around on the heel. They wouldn't help her here, and now she was totally and completely screwed over.

She slowly started walking out the social office, but as she saw herself in a mirror right inside the door, she lingered.
Kirya Black was 18 years old and not much to look at in her trashy old pilot jacket and blue jeans. She had a homemade knitted scarf thrown loosely around her neck. Her jet black hair was cropped short, just below her ears, and it tended to go in all directions at once. The light olive tone of her skin made her dark blue eyes stand out. She had glasses, with just bit shade. Not enough, though, to make them look less geeky.

She sighed again. She didn't really know what to do, or where to go.

Come back next week, with clean clothes and an improved attitude, then I'll see if I have the time to file your resumee.

That was what he had told her. She'd told him she had nowhere to stay, sleep or to wash her clothes, for that matter. He'd given her an extra look, and asked her to follow him out back.
She would never forget his dirty hands crawling up under her blouse. I can give you a place to stay, honey.

To her luck, a clerk had come in to ask about some files she needed. Kirya was sure she had seen his hands all over her, and she had done nothing. They were all just the same here...

She was ripped away from her thoughts by a scream, and a crash. She whirled around just in time to see a young man jumping nimbly on top of a guy lying on the floor. He bent over and it looked like... he was biting him?

Kirya slowly started backing towards the exit. This was too fucking weird, and she wasn't gonna stick around to get mixed up in anything. A guard came rushing past her, and ran over to the two people on the floor. He grapped the upper guy by his shoulder, trying to pull him off his prey. For prey was what it was. The second the guard touched his shoulder, he whirled around, faster than lightning. His face was smeared in blood, running down his jaw and dripping to the floor. Everyone in the room froze.
The vampire just smiled mockingly as the guard in front of him reached for his gun. The next second he lay dead on the floor, his neck broken. The gun was now in the vampires hand.

Kirya was the first to move, she dashed for the door, and a second after, everyone was screaming and running for an exit. She ran for all she was worth, hoping to disappear in the panic.

Strong hands gripped her from behind. She didn't know it, but the fact that she had been the first to move in a room full of prey, had made the vampires instincts take over.

She was thrown up against the wall, shattering the mirror, where she had looked at her reflection just a few minutes ago. She opened her eyes and stared right into his, they were crystal blue.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"