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All was quiet. Embelline stood in back of Laurent crouched kwa the ground.
“You always want to attack from the position that they least expect it.” She demonstrated kwa pinning Laurent to the ground and biting his neck. “See, Laurent expected nothing.” She started laughing. Laurent got of the floor and brushed the dirt of his knee. “You got it Vic?” I looked once zaidi at the hole on the ground, the one Embelline had just tackled Laurent through.
“Yeah. Seems simple enough. “ She stood up as well, towering over me, her blonde hair sticking out in every position possible. There was something off about her, something she was hiding, not to good kwa the look on her face. She looked up at the moment the thought crossed my mind. She then looked down and walked towards Laurent in a rush. There was something seriously off about Embelline.

The room was nosily in cautious. James was on the other side of the bar, gambling with a few men. Embelline was at the bar, flirting away with the bartender. Laurent was at the door, standing watch, looking around until he finally closed the doors with a loud smack. Everyone turned around to look at Laurent, and then screamed when they realized that he wasn’t human. Embelline got on the table, and kicked all the alcohol out of the way, the bottles crashed to the floor in a huge bang. James flipped the meza, jedwali he was sitting at over, taking a few men with him. There were screams everywhere. James had already explained everything to me. The people at this bar were bad people, they deserved to die. They were going to die. James, Embelline, Laurent and now me, were doing this for they’re own good. This was the first time I would officially drink human blood. The past few days I had survived on animal blood. Now I was being put to the real test: human blood. James alisema that human blood was almost exactly like animal blood. Only human blood tasted better and filled wewe up zaidi than animal blood. The thought of killing another living thing was down setting, but knowing that James was there, and that I was killing someone who had done wrong made it all better.
“Ready?” James asked me from across the room, his eyes on a fat man screaming. I looked around the room, there were about twenty people in this bar. I looked back at James.
“Yeah, I think so.” He smiled.
“Pick your bet. They all seem tasty.” zaidi screams. He jumped of the meza, jedwali he was standing on, and leaped onto the stomach of the fat man. James turned the mans head to the side, and dug in.