12 July 2012
Chapter Three It had been a week since I had talked to Fletch and he had confirmed my worst fears, I had been ignoring him. I was going out to hunt, I had lasted a week on animal blood, shorter than normal I noted. I jumped the wall and ran a couple of miles west, enjoying my self for the first time in weeks. Then I heard a voice. One I was glad and annoyed to hear " mind if I join you?" " I...I..I don't mind, what do you want? Why are you here? " I was SHOCKED! Ignoring my question he asked " didn't you miss me?? Pixie... ?" " Marcus, you shouldn't be here... Why are you not with Blake?" Blake was a rouge, Leader of a group of vamps that he called his family, Marcus was a year older than me. I admitted to my self, I miss him. " Blake is in somewhere with someone blah blah blah....... He sent us on our own for a bit." The wind blew, and I smelled his familiar scent, and quite honestly it drove me crazy, then I noticed another scent. Dog. Fletch Dog. I grabbed Marcus by the shirt and jumped with him in to a tree, " Stay." I jumped down.
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