Murciél Fernandez felt bored tonight and his hunger had been gnawing at him for some time, so he decided to go for a late night stroll and maybe happen himself upon a late night snack. As a couple hundred centuries old vampire, Murciél didn't need to feed often or a lot, he also had the means of getting blood from banks, but tonight he wanted to enjoy the hunt, even though he realized it'd be way too easy. He almost gave up and was going to turn back when he heard a racing heartbeat coming towards him followed by an aggressively driving car. Her scent hit him first and then she rounded the corner, he stared at her for a moment to take her in but it seemed like time had frozen.

She was running away from an SUV filled with hostile sounding men and she was in dirty sleepwear, fumbling in men's shoes. It only took a moment but using his super speed he lifted her bridal style and ran into the nearby and dark alley. It smelled like wet dog and mold in the cobblestone alley. There was trash strewn about and you could hear rodents running around and feasting on whatever garbage or left over food they could find. The erriely low lighting made it hard for Sara to see who grabbed her but the few lights that did work were flickering, attacked by all kinds of insects and made it impossible to see what was going on.

"Let g-" she started to fight him and scream so he put her down and crushed his lips to hers to shut her up. She felt the connection to him hit her like a shockwave through her body and although everything in her mind told her to fight him, her body relaxed into the kiss and he pulled back so she could breathe. "What the fuck!" she whisper yelled and the SUVs drove by not seeing them that deep in the dark alley. "Actually I think the words you're looking for are 'Thank you'" he replied in a Spanish accent. "Uh, Thanks now can you let me go before they come back." She asked and tried to slip from his grip but his arms were like iron chains around her waist. He wasn't hurting her but his hold was strong and firm, she wasn't getting out. "I'm afraid I can't do that " he replied and chuckled softly as she continued to try and fight.

Defeated she sighed and looked up at him trying to make out his face but it was too dark. What little light there was reflected off his Hazel eyes and his pearly whites as he smiled, but what she wasn't expecting were the fangs that were there too. "Wh-What the fuck- no" She shook her head, it was stupid to ask since she could tell he was a vampire but panic set in never the less and she tried to struggle again. She started her breathing exercises but she felt like it might not work this time. He lifted his right hand to her face and lifted her chin so she looked him in the eyes. "I must say you're handling this better than most," he said with a smile and rubbed his knuckles gently across her cheek.

What threw her was how safe and welcomed she felt in his arms. His cool hand caressing her warm cheek sending tingles across the skin where he touched. It calmed her better than her breathing did and she narrowed her eyes trying to read his face. She licked her suddenly parched lips and saw his eyes dart down to her mouth to catch the action before looking back up to her eyes. If it was lighter and she was lighter he would see the blush creeping up her cheeks.

Murciél could tell she was coming down from the panic but he also knew the SUV had doubled back and knew she realized when her head snapped to the entrance of the alley as the men slammed the doors close. Her heart started to race again and he made her look back to him. "Breath , I will never let anything happen to you okay? Just trust me." He said and kissed her forehead. "And why should I do that?" she asked him and he smiled. It should have bothered her, his sudden actions and need to help her, but she only felt compelled to listen to him which scared her more.

The curling of his lips made her heart do a funny summersault and he replied "because you are my queen, and my mate." he informed her as if that was supposed to hold any weight or meaning for her. As she went to reply the men finally traversed far enough down the alley to stumble upon her and Murciél. "SUP THICC BITCH! You killed Harry." The goons said pointing at her with a gun "now I can't kill you but that doesn't mean I can't rough you up a little, just not the face right?" he said with a laugh as the other man joined in. They didn't seem to have noticed the man next to her yet and her eyes switched back and forth between the goons and Murciél. "Eyy yo she has a friend, fucking whore is getting in that practice already. Boss will be so pleased....or not" the other goon said with a shrug.

She felt Murciél's body shudder, with what she thought was fear but she looked to his face and realized it was pure, unfiltered rage. "Oh look she thinks she's found a prince charming but looks like he's finna do to her what we were" the goon laughed walking up a little too close for Sara's comfort. Murciél smelled her worry and pushed her behind him, now facing the goons head on. "You will never touch what is mine and in a few moments you will cease to breathe air!" Murciél yelled but it came out like a roar hiss and his fangs fully extended and his eye turned crimson red, the whites going black.

"What he fuck!" the goon yelled but was too late. Murciél was on him and drinking his fill before breaking the man's neck. There was nothing better than fresh warm blood for a hearty meal but the lace of surprise and fear only made it all the sweeter for Murciél, like the whipped creme on top. "Look out!" Sara yelled and the second goon came up and shot Murciél twice in the chest. As Murciél's body fell the second guy went to the first one realizing even if he had survived Murciél's savagery that he wouldn't have lived with the hole where his throat should have been. The second man lifted the gun to her and screamed "let's go you fucking wench. His blood is on YOUR hands!"

"No!" Sara cried but then she heard Murciél laugh, both she and the remaining goon looked at each other in confusion and then back to Murciél. The laugh was dark and menacing like an old fashioned Bram Stoker Dracula chuckle, but this was different, this was real. His body had lurched a few times before rising awkwardly back to a standing position. The goon shot him again and he leaned backwards a bit from the force of the bullet but in a few moments they heard mental dropping to the floor. The two bullets from before slipped out of Murciél's body and the two new ones dropped from his hands after he caught them. "And now I'm hungry again" he said with a hiss looking at the second goon.

Sara, realizing that they were the bullets, went into full panic mode and Murciél was on the last goon before he could pull the trigger for a third time. While he was feeding, Sara ran out the other end of the alley to try and put as much distance between her and Murciél as she could. She didn't even make it around the corner of the alley and Murciél's arms were around her waist again. "Let me GO!" she yelled out and Murciél pulled her back into the shadows of the alley realizing the confrontation was a bit too much for her.

"Lo siento(I'm sorry) but I just found you and I have no intentions of letting you go" he informed her. She was about to say something but he looked into her eyes, cupping the back of her head with his free hand and whispered "sleep" and her body went limp in his arms as she fell asleep. "Plus my brothers would be pissed if they realized I lost our mate" he added kissing her forehead. Murciél adjusted her in his arms carrying her bridal style and he sent out a mental call to his brothers. he heard a voice respond. he replied looking over Sara's face with love and major concern. was all Hele replied with and the connection was dropped. Even though they weren't part of the conversation, he knew his other brothers around the world heard and would be on their way to meet their queen, their mate.