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Nik found himself longing for the day. He would look up at the moon a wish it wasn’t that silvery light. Instead he wanted gold. The golden rays of sunlight. He missed riding in the day, the light smiling down on the street as miles zoomed passed. He never hated the night, he was never attached to one time or another. Not that he was so confined to the dark he hated it. His time was limited unlike it used to be. He would literally die if he tried to defy those terms.

So much of what he was laid out his life. That was the part of being a vampire that Niklaus loathed the most. He remembered hearing stories of creatures of the night reveling in what they were. They loved the power they had. How could someone love being trapped like this. It was completely annoying.

Even though Nik didn’t hold back from the bloodlust that was another thing that defined him. It was almost worse because he didn’t deny himself the blood. He was a blood drinker and than made him a killer. That meant he was not to be trusted, he was a monster.

The rebel in his was a tough one. The night prior it took over. He refused to feed, not because he was feeling guilty. Guilt would never have anything to do with it. It was because he wanted to write his own story. That little stunt only made the need stronger. He couldn’t hold out for another night. He woke up in pain. He would need to find someone quickly.

Nik did have a code of sorts he lived by. It was the few things his maker had taught him. He only stuck to it because it seemed to work. By work that meant it kept him out of trouble. He was sure that there were hunters out there, and if he did get out of hand, again he would die. Being a vampire sure made morality a lot more obvious.

Tonight he didn’t have time to worry about finding some bum on the street. He crawled out of a small window of the cellar that he wiggled into the night prior, ending up in an ally way. It was a fairly clear night, his silvery companion hanging in the sky watching him like normal. A sent hung in the air, sweet, delicious, a woman.

It was his lucky day he wouldn’t have to go far. He didn’t have much strength to go stalking either. Nik hoped that it wasn’t the wind pushing her scent to him and she was actually getting closer. There was a crash a meow and a gasp. She was close good.

Niklaus got in a position near the edge of the ally. He watched the street carefully. Monday nights were good because that meant he could snatch someone without much of a chance of getting caught. The click of her shoes started to get louder. As soon as she was in front of him he snatched her arm quickly pulling her into the shadows.

He was on top of her hands gripping her wrist, holding her arms above her head. “Pretty girls shouldn’t be out alone,” He warned accent thick. Brunette hair was pulled to the side exposing her throat. He could hear the pumping of her heart, it was intoxicating.

With a snarl Nik bit into the artery. Blood poured onto his mouth. It was a rush warming from the inside out. He was stupid for trying to rebel against this. He would just have to accept that this right here was what he was.

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He almost felt bad for this girl. She was pretty. Surely there was someone who would miss that girlish smile, and those blue eyes. Unfortunately she had landed in the grip of a vampire that didn’t like to let his food run free after he was done.

Nik had to give it to her, she was spritely, trying to break free of his grip or push him off. It was to no avail of course, he was latched on to her trying to not let a drop miss his mouth. Bricks falling to the ground in chunks made his eyes snap open. Of all the damn nights for him to get caught.

He sat up still on her, one hand holding her wrists together. Blood was smeared around his mouth, staining his beard. A man shouted at him taking aim again with….a stick.? Nik raised an eyebrow at it, then there was a light that hit him, sending Niklaus against the wall. Yeah that hurt.

As he tried to move to get the girl, so he could at least run off with her the man that had attacked his with whatever it was got to her first. “No,” He snarled lightly, still trying to regain his breath. He watched as the other man took a short amount of time to do something with his stick again and then pick up his victim. They were off after that.

With a frustrated groan Nik was finally on his feet again. He had to find them, he needed to get her back. He didn’t actually know if anything would happen if she was roaming out and about. At this rate there was only a small chance that she would even survive.
His eyes skipped over the pool of blood that had managed to accumulate on the ground. It fogged his sense of small, and begged for him to lap it up. He couldn’t , he didn’t give in. Out of the ally in the light of the lamp posts he tried to spot them. With the back of his hand he whipped away whatever mess he could from his mouth.

“Черт побери damn it! ” He barked. Down the sidewalk he started jogging trying to catch her sent again or see the man, anything. Nik kept his head down hoping to not attract attention to the mess on his face. He could always say he was clocked in the mouth. The remnants of the blood In his beard was making the sent thing difficult. His mind was still reeling form what actually had happened in the ally way. What did that guy do to him?

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He wasn’t hungry any more just annoyed. This never happened. Who in their right mind would try and save someone from a damn vampire? Well who ever that was wasn’t a normal person either. This new window into mystical was dizzying. He supposed if vampires were possible other things could always hide in the corners of the human world.

Once he was a little ways from the ally way he picked up on something that smelled familure. Her shampoo. He sped up a little bit, trying not too frantic. He didn’t need people stopping him and asking if he needed help. Luckily the streets were still fairly empty. Only a random person here or there. It kept his trail easier to fallow.

Nik was hoping that the knight in shining armor that ruined his night was frantic, and didn’t have much of a plan. He also figured there was a chance that he was slowing down because he was trying to hand a wounded girl.

A female’s voice caught his attention. Nik turned the corner to see her. She was a fighter, still conscious and trying to free herself. He smirked, maybe this night wouldn’t be as much of a disaster as he thought it would be. Now about this pesky man.

Niklaus ran up to him, closing the block gap easily. The vampire wrapped one arm around the man and used his other to get the brunette free. He clutched onto her shirt trying to make sure she didn’t just smack her head into the side walk he wanted her still, so her being dead would be no good.

He would have to make quick decisions regarding the man he was now restraining. He could feel him trying to grab onto something in his pocket. Probably that weird stick from before. “You, girl stay here,” He barked and dragged the man back to the side of a building to take care of him.

Nik was just hoping that the girl was too weak to crawl away. He Held the man against the wall, a hand over his mouth and reached into the pocket that he was trying to get to. Nik pulled out what sure enough just looked like a fancy stick. He tossed it to the side and then latched onto the man’s throat. Blood poured from the wound. He only lingered for a moment. He didn’t want to get drunk on the blood before he had time to get back to that brunette.

It was a shame to waist him but the man was just a pest. To take care of his problem Nik pulled back letthing his fangs tear the flesh leaving a giant hole. He dropped the body to the ground, letting the life gush from the man.

“Sweetheart,” He called walking back out onto the side walk, seeing that she was gone… again. “You are a little fighter….” Nik shook his head. “It’s annoying.”

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