Calling Of The Night

Partica watched the both young humans. They were talking. Very well. None of them was on her list. She continued. There! She saw her! The woman she'd come for! Quick now!
The woman looked around and went into the shadows. Just what Partica wanted. She followed the woman.
-Hello?, did the woman say. Somebody there?

-Lost..?
The woman turned around.
-Who's there?, did she ask nerviously.
-Yeah, who's there, did Partica answer. Is it someone you can trust? Someone you should be aware of?
The woman shuddered.
Partica got closer.
-Or, did she continue, Am I someone you should keep away from?
-Who the hell are you?
-I'm... An assassin.
-A-Assassin?
-Yes.
Partica got even more closer. Now she could see the woman in her eyes.
-You? B-but you're just a kid!
Partica smiled cruelly
-Think again.
Then, the womans life ended.

Partica was satisfied. The man had told her that the faster she was done, the more she would get.
-Bye honey, did she whisper to the womans corpse. Then she slipped away into the night.

Nathaniel felt her fingertips on his jaw and he closed his eyes for a second. He moved his eyes to hers and felt his breath stop for a moment. She was so...beautiful odd.
"Are you...a werewolf...?" He asked her with a whisper. He could'nt deny that he was'nt scared. He was. So much.

Nathaniel breathed out loudly and suddenly started to cough hard. He holded his stomach with his hand and bowed down to the ground.
His head felt like a stone had been dropped on it. He tried to clear his head, but he could'nt. He felt how he lost his conciusness and closed his eyes. He blinked with his eyes, trying to keep himself awake.

Nathaniel just nodded, trying to keep himself awake. He had lost speaking talent for a while and he looked up on Tavendra with a lost look.
"It...it sounds perfect..." He said and leaned down on her. He felt the blood taste in his mouth and tried to stand up with his shaking legs. His hair was still all over his face and he could'nt really see much. But all he wanted to do now was rest. Just rest.

Nathaniel just nodded and closed his eyes. That bed, it felt so good to be atleast sitting down on something comfortable.
He dozed away for a moment. Maybe this was'nt good at all. He was much more lost right now, than what he used to be. He put his hand on his head and opend his eyes. He could'nt see clear anymore. He heard Tavendra walking around there, but he could'nt see her.

Nathaniel breathed out and made a painful noise. He gazed up on her with a tired look. His vision we're getting clearer. But there was something he did'nt understand. She was actully taking care of him. If someone else would've been her, they just would've killed him or left him on the ground. But not her.

"W-why are you doing this...?" He asked her and looked on her with a painful expression.

Nathaniel just looked on her with that lost look. He had never thought it liked that. He had just run away from everything, to save his own soul. But he had a reason.
"Th-Thank you so much..." He whisperd to her before dozing off again. He laid his head to the side, feeling the memories of the todays events flying by his head.
He woke up again a bit and then then suddenly got a stunned look on his face. He could see clearly again. He have'nt seen her hair until now. It was almost blood red.

Nathaniel shook his head a bit.
"No, Not at all, it's just...I've never seen anyone with that haircolor before..." He said and swallowed. He maybe should'nt said that. That familiar feeling was still there. He blinked and then looked on her again. He had soon had to ask if they had meet before. It was somehting so strangely alike that almost killed him.

"Miss...have I seen you before..?" He whisperd to her.

Nathaniel sat up on the bed. He looked into her eyes, watching if he could remember those. But it did'nt tell him anything. He looked back, quite disappointed of not remembering anything at all.
"Im sorry, I should'nt said that..." He said when he saw her expression. He scratched his head and sighed. His head was feeling better now. But he still had that pain in his chest.

Nathaniel nodded towards her. He have'nt met a nicer soul than this before. He smiled inside. He breathed out heavenly and laid down again. But he did'nt realesed her with his look. Her hair still intruged him a bit. He pulled away some hair that landed infront of his eyes and he bited his lips. What was she supposed to do?

Nathaniel sighed and tossed around in the bed. He suddenly started to feel guilty that someone tooked care of him. He had always took care of himself, all the time. But he felt so tired. So off.
He looked over to the side. There was a chair in the corner. He really thought of this mysterious girl all the time. Who was she? And why did it felt like he had met her before? He did'nt know.

"Damn." He whisperd to himself.

Nathaniel tossed in the bed and turned his head over and back. He bited his lips. Something was ceirtanly wrong. He looked on his coat lying on the chair infront of him. Should he go? Just to go and check she was ok? His mind stood still for a moment. Maybe that was'nt really polite to just go if something have'nt happend. He closed his eyes.

"What the heck." He said, muttering. He rised up and took his coat and went outside, to find her.

Nathaniel headed out, running trough street to street. Something suddenly struck him. He could smell smoke. He sniffed and turned to the left. He saw a house on fire. And one more.
He began to run down to them. He had a frightend expression on his face. Someone was screaming inside. He had to help. He jumped trough a opening in the fire and felt the heat on his face. So typical him throwing himself into these risks. He coughed hardly.
"HELLO!?" he yelled as loudly as he could. He held his arm infront of his mouth, still coughing. Someone was inside this house, he knew it.

He jumped into a second room and saw someone lying on the floor, probably passed away. "Oh my.."
He quickly sat down on the floor and picked up the person on the floor. He stopped.