Episode One

Niamh POV

"Where is she?" Sarah verbally echoed the question which was bouncing violently around my head.

I closed my eyes, unable to move or to respond to my elder sisters' question. I felt a tear drip down my cheek. I felt abandoned, discarded, betrayed. There wasn't an explanation for why Jade was gone; it was the middle of the night and she wasn't in bed, wasn't in the house, and her motorbike was missing according to Sarah who sounded like she was going on a rampage. I couldn't move, I can't think.

My body collapsed to the floor as I began to shake. Jade was the eldest, the one that looked after the broken remains of our family. And now, now she was gone. And I didn't know where. She was just gone. Anger surged through me like a long awaited tidal wave. She had left us, abandoned us, deserted us. She is no sister of mine.

Sarah's POV

"Where is she?" I cry out at Niamh.

She flinched but otherwise stayed completely still; retreating into herself she would refuse to deal with anything whilst she was like this.

My emotions had got the best of me as I angrily stormed to the window in Jade's room and looking outside I saw that her precious motorbike was gone. I screamed my frustration out loud and clenched my fists. I pummelled them on the wall, achieving nothing apart from bruised hands. I sank to the floor, shaking as I tried to fight off the feelings of abandonment that were coming creeping back. I angrily blinked away tears as I stood and bolted to my room. Locking myself in, I ran to my bed and sobbed into my pillow until my throat hurt and I wished I had gotten that drink that I had got up to get earlier.

Jade's POV

The vampire I was watching was dragging some unrecognisable person into a darkened alley. With my suspicions confirmed, I climbed up onto the nearest roof and scanned the alley below me, until I caught sight of him preparing to clamp his mouth on her neck.

Taking a deep breath, I aimed my wooden stake at the centre of his back. In between two deep breaths, I threw my weapon with deadly force. It landed deep in his back, embedding itself as he fell forwards onto the floor, immobilised. He wasn't dead, because the stake was only wooden and not silver, but my first priority currently was helping the person he had dragged into the alley with him.

Jumping from the roof, I landed in a roll on the floor of the alley below. Calmly I walked over to the person, who I could now see was a girl, and helped her up. I walked her out the alley; she appeared to be dazed and confused, with a lot of alcohol in her system. As she wandered off, I turned, and stalked over towards the weakened vampire.

I waggled my fingers at him, saying goodbye. He snarled at me, not appreciating my sarcastic gesture. I smiled and brandished my silver knife. Within a second, I cut off his head, and as a result he turned to ash at my feet.

Walking to where I had stashed my bike, I jumped on and started it up. I raced home, deciding I had had enough of vampires tonight. A few minutes later, I pulled up on the curb at home. As I was about to open the door, it was thrown open by a furious looking Sarah.

"Oh dear." I muttered under my breath.

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