The Incounter

...“ᴵ ᵃᵐ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ,...

...ᵀʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉᵃ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵒⁿ,...

...ᵀʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵒⁿ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ,...

...ᴬⁿᵈ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵉᵃˡᵒᵘˢ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ...

...ᴬⁿᵈ ˢʰᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐⁱˡᵏʸ ʷᵃʸ,...

...ᴵ ʷⁱˡˡ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ˢᵉᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵛᵉⁿ ⁱⁿ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ.”...

...~ᴹᵃʳᵏ ᴬⁿᵗʰᵒⁿʸ...

A little far away from the city’s hassle bustle, there’s a little house near a willow tree. Morning birds chirping on the tree. A window near one of the branches opens into a little room of cozy purple décor. Sun rays entering the room are beautifully scattered by the glass of the window. "hmm...What a ..lovely~ day" a girl sheepishly rose from the bed while yawning and stretching out her arms. She sits on the bed dazed and sleepy. Her eyes travel to the bedside clock "It's… six thirty" she noted lazily.

Then suddenly her eyes went wide in surprise as soon as the realization hit her. She quickly turns to see the clock again. "Crap it's six thirty already" She jumps out of her comforter, in the process overthrowing the white fluff kitty with the blanket on the floor. The white fluff hisses and jumps back on the bed to curl and fall back to sleep. Lazy Ass. "I'll get late for the interview" she shrieked before hurrying to the bathroom and rushing to get ready.

After taking a bath, the next half hour goes by with clothes being thrown out of the closet and the white fluff ball hissing for being disturbed out of her morning sleep. Sure Milan did plan what to wear last night but now the dress and sandals didn’t look as perfect in the morning light. Fluff Ball gives up on her sleep and watches last night’s event unfolding itself again. At last, she ends up wearing matching belies with her blue pants, white shirt, and a blue overcoat that gives her a simple yet formal look. She picks up some files from the study table and walks downstair.

When she steps on the last staircase her eyes fall on the living room, which, to her surprise, looks no different from a crime scene. The magazines and newspapers are all over the couch and center table. Pillows on the rug. A pile of books on the floor. It's a mess.

She looks around the room in a trance. Then last night’s memories flood in and she realizes it was she, who had messed the whole room last night searching for some magazines she bought a few months ago. "Why today out of all days.." she sighs and decides it’s better if she cleans all of the mess after she comes back, that, of course, if she did not want to get late and make a bad impression on her resume.

He takes a glance at the dark purple dial of her wristwatch. "It's almost seven thirty-five" she exclaimed to herself “I’ll clean this up when I’m back okay” Reminding herself one last time she moved carefully towards the kitchen, making sure she did not step on the papers and books. She takes some bread and jam out of the fridge, and calls the little fluff ball, Amie, who comes running down from upstairs to get her breakfast. Pouring a cup of milk for herself and some in Amie's bowl she quickly finishes her short breakfast and hurries out of the house after waving a bye to Amie and locking the front door.

Milan drives her scooty peacefully but today was different, she had to ride faster than usual to be on time because she overslept. She passed through a boulevard and she saw a black Mercedes Benz followed by another two turned towards her through the right side of the highway, her scooter was at a speed so she had to pull on a quick break. Are traffic lights not working or what???

She griped on the break of her scooter but due to high speed, it couldn't stop on time. The car stopped just a few inches away from her. Milan's scooter got misbalanced due to the sudden break and she fell on her side. Milan grunted feeling a chilling pain on her elbow.

Inside the car, a black-haired male with dark eyes and keen features was working on his laptop with a usual coldness on his face. A sudden break made him look provoked. "Why did you stop" he asked not bothering to look up from his laptop. "Sir...someone caused a problem" his driver responds from the front.

On this, the black-haired Male looks up and a strong aroma catches his attention. His expression changes and his eyes begin to turn blood-red. His appealing thin lips were slightly agape making his sharp fangs visible.

He gasped seeing the porcelain girl with long black hair and a pair of dark blue eyes in front of the car. She frowns looking down at her left elbow. "It hurts..." she whines holding her wrist.

"She's bleeding" the male murmurs instantly covering his nose. His eyes were still scanning the features of the girl in front of his car. Adam, his butler who was sitting beside the driver's seat in front, noticed the sudden change in him from the rear mirror "Master Zang are you okay?" he asked in a worried yet calm tone studying Zang from the rear mirror.

"Yes I am" he responded detaching his eyes from the girl who succeeded in catching his attention.

"How can a normal human's blood be so strong" Adam exclaims breaking the silence, sounding a little suspicious. "And what if …she isn't one" Zang stated. That bemused Adam, he tried to figure out who she could be but he was snapped out of his thoughts when he saw Zang smirking in the rear mirror.

"She's hurt, you've got to treat her wound first and drop her to Jades' 3rd branch and..." ordered Zang as he signaled Adam. It didn't take Adam much time to understand Zang's words because he knew that the vampire king must have read her mind. But Zang's behavior was unusual. It's not like he read the minds of everyone wandering around and surprisingly he smiled, even if it was half, that's rare. "..make sure she's safe," Zang said completing his sentence.

"I'll take care of this master" Adam agrees stopping his curious thoughts from making things up. He unlocks his seatbelt and after getting out of the car he closes its fine metallic door and bows to Zang.

^^^...to be continued^^^

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