by L. J. Red
Sparrow tried to ignore the miserable pit in her stomach as she reached the corner.
"Please no—"
That voice again. Sparrow tensed. She wasn't imagining it. It was real, coming from around the corner. She picked up her pace, quickly turning the corner. The windows on this side caught the moonlight fully, and with her vampire senses, the hall seemed bathed in light. Still, took her a moment to believe what she was seeing. A human servant, a vassal, was pressed up against the wall, a pile of dirty laundry scattered over the floor where he must have dropped it, and pressed against his front. Pinning him to the wall, was a vampire. Not just any vampire, one of the ten rescued vampires, one like Sparrow, turned by Roman and experimented on by HUNT.
The expression on his face was unlike anything Sparrow had seen before. His eyes were almost a solid white. His fangs were out and his expression was twisted in a rictus of pain and hunger. He looked wild and deranged. Sparrow slowed as a wave of foreign emotion washed through her. A flicker in the corner of her eye, white hair, pale skin and then it hit. Hunger. The impact of it slammed right through her body, leaving her aching and shaky with need. She heard, loud like a drumbeat, the sound of the vassal's heart and her hunger sharpened to a point. His blood. It was all she wanted, to sink her teeth into his neck and drink him down.
She crossed half of the distance in an eyeblink, speed like she'd never known rushing through her limbs, carrying her forward. Wait. What was she doing? This wasn't right. A voice in the back of her mind screamed in anger and beat against the inside of her skull. This hunger was too much, too strong. She wouldn't be able to stop. She'd kill him. Her steps slowed and she dragged her feet in the carpet, catching at the edge of it and stumbling, falling sideways against the wall. The impact knocked her back from the precipice of hunger and sense returned into her mind, the white fog clearing. She felt drained, exhausted like she'd just finished a fight. What the fuck just happened to her? She raised her tired head and realized she had bigger problems. The other vampire was still in the throes of this strange hunger and was about to leap onto the terrified.
This time a different kind of urgency went through Sparrow's body and she forced herself to move with the same speed this time not trying to kill the vassal but to protect him. Time seemed to slow as she sped down the hallway, as the vampire's fangs got closer and closer to the vassal's. Two inches, one. Too far away, she wasn't going to get to them in time. Fangs at his neck, pressing down. Blood. Too late. The vampire bit down hard and the vassal cried out pain, his fingers scrabbling at the vampire's grip, but couldn't throw the vampire off him, not with only human strength. But Sparrow could. She slammed into them both and tore the other vampire away. She strained her muscles, her vampiric strength pushed to the limit as she struggled against a vampire who matched her strength.
She focused on tangling her limbs with his, keeping him down, grappling with him and rolling him away from the vassal. They slammed against the wall on the other side of the hallway and over her shoulder Sparrow shouted for the vassals to run. She heard his footsteps recede down the hallway but couldn't afford a moment of relief. The vampire underneath her snarled, his fangs, blood-coated, snapping close to her face. Then rising up, he threw her off so hard that she was thrown up into the air and slammed against the far wall, the top of her head brushing the ceiling before she collapsed down to the ground, barely grabbing getting her feet underneath her and landing awkwardly, one hand out to catch herself against the wall.
The other vampire had turned to track the vassal's receding form. He was going to go after him. Sparrow leaped just as he launched himself after the vassal, crashing him off course and slamming him against the wall again.
"What are you doing?" she shouted at him, finally getting a clear enough to see him, to recognize him. "Alex, what the fuck are you doing?" she said, her fangs appearing in her mouth from her rage. He didn't seem to hear her. It was like all he was aware of was his hunger, snapping and snarling under her grip. Hell, Sparrow could still feel it tingling in her bones the urge to go after the vassal, the desperate desire to bite down, to drink. No!
She shook him, her nails growing into claws and digging into the meat of his shoulders. "Snap out of it!" she cried, unsure how much longer she could hold him. The pain seemed to finally get through to him, but not in the way she wanted. He transferred his wild gaze away from the vassal, onto Sparrow. The white of his eyes were vacant, whirling like a snowstorm, empty and cold and Sparrow's chest tightened in fear. He slammed his elbow into her face, cracking her head back and pushing her away. He swiped his nails out, sharp, and they caught her at her collarbone digging in deep and scoring a painful line across the front of her chest. Sparrow cried out in pain and stumbled back. Alex made a move to the side, trying to get around her. Sparrow forced her aching body to run forward, ignoring the pain in her chest and blocked the hallway putting herself between the hunger-crazed vampire and the vassal escaping behind her. She didn't know what was going on. Why he was flipping out like this, but there was no way she was going to let an innocent human get hurt. Alex focused on her once more, his face still stretched out in a snarl, his eyes full of mad violence and he launched himself toward her.
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