If I thought that I shall be able to walk around freely and claim that things are back to its normal self, than I would say that I was rather foolish. By now I can confidently say that Edward has become somewhat a bearer of bad news. Every time the man speaks, there is some kind of a problem, I do consider to order him to refraining from speaking at all.

Which leads us to our new problem, one that can be rather pesky if she is anything like her friend. And to add to this, she does not seem very enthusiastic to be a Vampire at all. Now the question begs, where is Eva Nikolai?

"Edward what do you mean Eva is gone?"

"Lilith has informed me that she has been absent since the evening that the girls went out to feed."

"And this only alarms you now?"

"I am afraid that my focus has been on rescuing the both of you."

I turn my attention to Anastasia that has been standing in silence next to me. She does not seem to hold the same urgency as the rest of us do. Not that they have been true friends since the unfortunate incident, but should anyone know her best then it should be her.

"My beloved, where would Eva have gone?"

"Well as a human, if she was not at work then she would be with Zachariah at his pub."

"And we know how much Mr Hunter loves us both. But surely she knows better now than not to go near him?"

"They have had an on and off relationship for quite some time."

"But how is that possible when he claims that he loves you?"

"Come on Sebastian, you were once like him. In fact you are very much like him."

"My beloved please do not refer to me and a man that plays with sticks in the same sentence."

Well she does not find this as amusing as I do, this was after all a lover and a friend. My god this sounds rather terrible, it is Eva's lover and friend too. What has ever happened to broadening ones horizons? Has London run out decent men and woman that they do it amongst themselves?

And out from nowhere I feel her fist come crashing into my arm.

"Sebastian!"

"Yes my beloved?"

"I heard that!"

"What? Did I say it out loud?"

Edward but only nods at me with his own little amused smile on his face.

"My beloved, I did not mean it in that way."

"But that is the way you said it Sebastian."

"Well I truly hope that you do not intend in sharing me as well."

"My god Sebastian, has the dungeon driven you insane?"

"Just a tad bit my beloved. But let us rather focus on finding Eva."

It is quite common for younglings to go astray, they normal tend to go on a feeding frenzy and leave a storm in their wake. But Eva is somewhat different, she does not wish to be a Vampire and I am afraid at the lengths she shall go to make this known. I have always thought that she and Anastasia would have a battle amongst themselves, therefore her unexpected disappearance has got me a bit alarmed.

But the last place that we should be going to is Mr Vampire Hunter's bar, but if this is where we shall find Eva then that is where we shall be heading to now. What is the chances that he shall harm the woman that he loves? Though after what I have just been told, there is two women and two very good reasons to put a dagger through my heart.

So we are finding our way down the road heading towards this pub. Unlike any other night, tonight we are forced to travel by car. The rain has been coming down nonstop for several days. The atmosphere is thick and heavy as we all sit in silence. These silences has become all but too familiar these days. Some might say that Anastasia has brought nothing but trouble into my life. The honest truth is that I have never felt so much alive.

I watch as she draws little hearts on the windows where it has fogged up. She is such a hopeless romantic and very much believes in true love. That night we met in that little dingy bar, I guess we both knew that we shall be spending the rest of our lives together. But she did not know then how long the rest of our lives would have been. I do though wonder if she does hold a love for this Vampire Hunter, but this is not the time or place for such a question.

When we pull up into the parking lot, we find ourselves rushing inside to get out of the rain. And as was expected, we find Eva sitting at a table with Zachariah.

...Anastasia...

I clearly thought I told her to stay away from him. She might know who he is, but he has no idea that she has turned. If he has to find out then he will definitely come after Sebastian and I am afraid to say that this time he shall not leave without Sebastian being dead. And then of course he shall have to deal with me for there will be no way that I shall let him live after that. He might be a friend but I do not hold the same love for Zachariah has I do for Sebastian.

Now all we want is to get Eva out of here and peacefully make our way back home. But from the look on Zachariah's face this might not happen at all. And as he comes walking up to us, I can hear every raging thought spin through his mind. It seems that I am going to have to use his feelings for me to our advantage.

"What is the meaning of this Anastasia?"

"Zachariah, I did not see the harm to come around here to have a drink."

"The harm comes when the real drink you are after is not one that I serve here."

"May we just stay for a while, I see that Eva is here as well."

"By god, if this monster touches her, then this time he shall be dead."

And of course Sebastian does feel the need to say a word.

"Is that how you greet an old friend? My feelings are hurt that you shall refer to me as such a pleasant thing as a monster."

"We both know you do not possess even the slightest bit of emotion towards others."

"Does self-love count as a feeling then?"

"The only thing that resembles emotion is that ego of yours."

"Ah there is something pleasant about me then. But I do have something more superior."

"Oh please entertain me and tell me what it is."

If there was ever a part of me that thought Sebastian cannot get anymore cocky than what he is, well I am sad to say that I was wrong. The next words that shall leave his mouth will be the ones that might get us thrown out.

"I have the love of the woman you love."

I watch as Zachariah step two steps closer to Sebastian. He glares at him with eyes so hot it can easily melt his skin away. Sebastian just knows how to pull someone's strings and he has just pulled the string of the wrong puppet.

"Sebastian."

"Yes Zachariah."

"You can be glad that I love her enough to not kill you today. And let me tell you this, if you were not around it would be me that she would love instead."

"Hahaha. You seriously are full of yourself. Maybe you should go to the gents and give yourself a hand."

I look at Sebastian completely horrified, did he just say that? I have to get these two apart before they might just have a good old scuffle in the middle of the pub. So I lean over to Sebastian and softly whisper in his ear.

"Sebastian, this is not why we are here. Can you focus please?"

"Fair enough my beloved, his face is in anyway starting to hurt my eyes."

With one last rumble of words, we make our way over to Eva's table. She seems the least bit phased with the problem her absence has caused.

"What are you doing here Anastasia?"

"We came looking for you. Where have you been these past few days?"

"I have been with Zachariah, and I did not expect you to make it out of there alive."

"Your concern is so kindly appreciated. Now please come so we can go home."

"I have a home and it is not with you. The arrangement was that I shall learn and then leave. Well I have learnt and I left."

"That is not how it works!"

Then I see something start to boil in her eyes, I have hit a nerve and I am about to get all the bitchiness that Eva can give.

"I did not ask for this! This is not a life I chose. I shall live this life how and with whom I want and right now I want to be with Zachariah."

"But you know who you are and what he is?"

"Fine! I do not like this but I shall come, just allow me to go say goodbye to him."

That went far easier than I thought it would. She is up to something, I just know it. What itis, I am sure I shall soon find out.

...Eva...

Who does she think she is walking in here and tell me what I am supposed to do? I hate her every second of every day for this thing that she has done to me. I was quite satisfied with being human and living a normal life with an expiration date. I have never disliked anyone more than I do her right now. I have vowed to get my revenge and I think the opportunity has just presented itself.

After getting her off my back, I decide to put this plan into play. If I have my way tonight, she shall lose a lot more than just her human life. And who is the best person to use to start this with, well of course that shall be a Vampire Hunter. So I find him where he is standing behind the bar and lead him into his office at the back of the pub.

Once we step through the door, I slam it shut, leaving Zachariah with nothing but a smile on his face. He watches me while I slowly sway my hips as I step on closer to him, with each step I shred every bit of clothing wrapped around my body.

"Fuck Eva, you don't know how long it has been."

"If it was not for that little tart, I would have had you more to myself. But lucky she has that monster now."

I see him struggle to keep back his words. I know he has always loved her more than he ever did me. In fact everyone loves her more than me. She plays the stupid innocent blonde act and get them crawling at her feet, while I should be satisfied with yesterday's leftovers. Well not tonight, tonight I get what I want.

And the moment I come to stand in front of Zachariah completely naked, I can see by that craving in his eyes that I have just got what I wanted. In one swift movement he clears the entire contents of the table and have me pinned down between his hands.

"Eva..."

He tries to speak but I bring my finger up to his lips, I can feel his warm breath rapidly breathing against the tips. All I want to focus on is him, the warmth that is spreading through my body. On the soft moan he just made, on the intoxicating feeling of diving headfirst into an erupting volcano and most of all, the way he tastes.

"I am so sorry Zachariah."

"For what Eva?"

I expose my fangs and drive them deep in the nape of his neck. With the rage of a wild animal, I start to draw each ounce of blood from him in delight. The power that runs through my veins consumes every corner of my mind. I am intoxicated by the ecstasy that I feel.

But then the door swings open and all hell breaks loose.

"Zachariah!"

"Eva!"

"Anastasia!"