The heat of the summer was just barely tolerable now that the sun had set. A blanket of stars covered the sky, not a cloud in sight. The half moon in the sky provided just enough light to illuminate Elizabeth Vollified’s path. The village was quiet at this time of night – most people were already at home asleep or still frequenting the local tavern. Therefore, the only company Liz had on her way home was the darkness. Her friends had attempted to convince her to stay until dawn – yet, she had denied the offer. She had things to do the next day and she did not wish to impose upon her friends.
For most people, traveling in the dark was terrifying. Yet, for Liz, she often found herself finding an excuse to wander the streets at night. It wasn’t like she was looking for trouble. No, that wasn’t it. It was for the comfort it brought – that feeling of nostalgia. As a human, perhaps she should have shrunk in fear of the threat of what might be lurking in the darkness. However, ever since she had become human she had not encountered the world she once knew. There was also the fact that she was quite confident that she could protect herself against an attacker. She wasn’t completely defenseless. However, one can only tempt fate so many times.
A chill traveled down her spine as she felt that she was no longer alone upon the streets of Whiteglove. Immediately, Liz dodged to her right, her brown eyes meeting the creatures gaze as it attempted to stop on a dime. It had been years since she had been in a fight – and beyond that she did not have the speed to allow her instincts be of any help. Not even a second later, her head collided with a brick wall. She kicked out, earning a grunt from the creature – who’s teeth were clearly evident in the moonlight. Liz tried to take that moment to escape – but her head was smacked back against the wall once more as she was overpowered by vampire.
“Let me go!” Liz shouted. She couldn’t believe it – she was being attacked and by a vampire no less. However, she was not going to be some measly vampire’s dinner, not today. After all she was no simple human. Instantly her dark eyes shifted to a studding blue as a gust of wind pushed the vampire away from her. Yet, the sudden spurt of power was not nearly as strong as it should have been. Her eyes quickly shifted back brown as she slumped down the wall and tried to push herself away. The movement was just enough to save her neck. However, the thirsty vampire was not going to let her escape – its fangs piercing the flesh of her arm.
Shock overwhelmed her as well as emotions that at the moment she could not identify. By the light of the moon she could clearly see the brand upon the back of the vampire’s neck - an hourglass which sat upon the word Χρόνος. An image identical to the tattoo upon her back.