I Scored Myself A Mate

Alex still not fully aware of what was happening approached the lifeless body. She seemed to be holding something on her hand that was sprawled out far away from her body.

"Don't touch anything!" Mark half shouted half whispered at his friend. "Fingerprints."

"Yeah but doesn't she seem to be trying to keep it away? Like she didn't want the killer to notice it or take it." Alex commented and Mark shrugged his shoulders to state that he didn't know.

Criminal shows were his least favourite on TV and he still wasn't as used to as Alex was to staring a dead person in the eyes. It was a shame though. She had been very nice to them when they met. Offering selfishly her help to them. But sadly once again they lost their chance to get some answers but probably he shouldn't be thinking about that. Since the poor woman was dead.

"I'm going to get it very carefully." Alex said and tip toed closer to the body, grasping the thing with the edges of his index and thumb making sure that he has no contact with her body, not only because of his fingerprints but also because she was dead. Touching her scared him.

The object didn't slip easily from her hand as it seemed she had a tight grasp on it before she died. After a few tried though Alex managed to get it only to realize it was a phone. Opened up to the video app.

Both of them looked at it confused but decided not to do anything further when they heard footsteps approaching. Mark's eyes widened and he pulled his friend away out of the apartment seconds before two familiar faces appeared in the corridor.

The two of them had found refuge at the corner of the other side of the corridor. When another stair began going upwards and down. Both of them were not even breathing. They knew they would be easily notify the people of their presence with their extreme hearing.

Alex believed his heart was about to break. It felt like they were standing at the edge of a cliff and big droplets of sweat had started gathering at his temples. Nonetheless he focused very hard to hear what they were talking about.

"I can't believe that you convinced him to kill them" a woman said. It was Lily. They hadn't seen her in a while. She was definitely scheming something after all.

"Well, it took a while. Thank god she called you and not Luke to tell you that his mate was here. That was funny" the man said. "Now you know he won't find him soon" The man said. It was Luke's cousin.

He couldn't really process the information properly. It was too outrageous to him. Clarissa had made the mistake to call Lilly and tell her that they were here and Lily not wanting Luke to find out where they were she had her killed. Was Luke looking for him? Maybe he was worried, anxiously searching. He felt guilty. For everything. For making him sad and above all for Clarissa's death. It was his fault.

"We need to leave" Mark mouthed and grabbed Alex's sleeve pointing with his head the fire escape.

It was a small window that led to an outside ladder. It was too dangerous to get down from inside the building. He approached it and slowly opened it. Mark went out first landing on the small metal space. Alex too crawled at the frame and stepped out but when he tried to pull out his other leg so he could fully step outside he felt someone pushing him brutally in.

"Well, well, well. I couldn't be more lucky" he heard Lily say.

Alex threw the phone outside and shouted at his friend to run. Mark at first hesitated not wanting to leave him alone but he decided it was better for him to get help. He had to get back to the compound and get Luke as much as he didn't want to.

He ran down the metal stairs not looking behind. He knew that if he did he would go back for Alex and that could probably do more good than bad.

"So, did you get your answers? I bet you didn't " she said while Alex was kicking trying to get away from Sam's grip.

"If Luke finds you..."

"He will do nothing. He knows you left him. He is very angry at you. I'm probably doing you a favour" she said and gave him a smile, two rows of perfectly white teeth that he so much wished to punch. "Since this is godsend luck for me I don't know what I will do with you yet. But for now Sam you can knock him out. You don't have to be gentle." She ordered him and he grinned from ear to ear. It was obvious that this tacky man did not like him very much.

All he remembered seeing was his ugly face and big nose before he threw him to the floor and his face made immediate contact with the floor. After that everything turned dark.

....

Mark kept running and running, letting out huge breaths so he could keep going. He had to find the bus stop and head back to the compound, fast.

He had to do something before they hurt Alex. He was sure that this woman was crazy, you could see it in her soulless eyes that she didn't take Luke's rejection well. For all he cared they could live and prosper together as long as they didn't hurt Alex. He wasn't a part of their dark past but she still chose to bring him in to an unfair fight.

Sadly he had no plan. He had decided that he would find Mikael first. He would be best at dealing with his psycho friend but it was as much as he could think of as he stood at the empty bus stop. Inside of him despite his worry he felt a relief that he would meet Mikael. He felt a lot safer with him around and he was sure that he would help finding a way.

The bus approached once more contemplating if he wanted to let him board or not. This time though he didn't thank anyone as he got in, he just ran at the back and took the phone out. Its screen was now broken at the top right corner but thankfully it still worked. He pressed the screen carefully and navigated to the app they had found the phone. It wasn't Lily or Sam who had killed her. They had someone else do it and they should know who. Be sure to stay away from a monster that does not hesitate to kill an innocent.

Clarissa had no reason to die. They could have let her leave and if they wanted so badly for them to not know the truth or for Luke to meet Alex they could have just threatened her to kick them out. Not even see them and it would be that easy to achieve their goal. But these people were wicked. They were enjoying this irrational game and the life of one human was more a plaything in their palms rather than something precious.

They didn't see life the same way they did. They lived for centuries of course they didn't value something like that. They couldn't understand how fleeting human life was and how treasured every moment for them was.

Thinking about all that he found himself hating them and he wasn't the kind of person to do that. This adventure had changed him a lot. Towards good or bad he didn't know as he pressed the last video.

He muted it making sure that the passengers would not hear any screams or guns and began watching.

At first there was a very shaky scene of the room. The furniture were in their right place and the house seemed very neat. In just a few moments though it had turned into a slaughter house. It was so peculiar how a video or an image could stay the same forever even if the person or the place didn't exist anymore. Maybe they trapped a part of their soul. Keeping them there forever, alive in those moments. Clarissa had videotaped the moment of her death, keeping that moment on going forever again and again and Mark couldn't help but shed tears. It was so unfair.

The video kept playing. She placed the phone in her pocket with the camera pointing towards the door. Someone was knocking. At first it was smooth. Two very silent knocks but then it became intense like the person couldn't wait. The woman flinched at the tension. She knew it wasn't them. She had looked from the little hole on the door. She had seen her killer but she had no way of getting out. She was trapped like a helpless mouse. How could she, even if she was special, escape one of them. Ancient monsters.

She opened the door and Mark's eyed widened as the man walked in. His heart broke. It was the first time he felt pain like this. It was soul breaking disappointment as he saw him walk inside and close the door behind him.

Clarissa started running. Scared the frames became shaky. She was probably begging for her life. She didn't give up but it was pointless. In the blink of an eye he would catch up and he did. He jumped on her slitting her throat with his sharp nails.

In the blink of an eye she was dead. Lifeless. It was all over her. She wouldn't smile again she wouldn't dream she would actually live but a part of her soul, of her pain would always be in this video. She wanted to warn them even at her last moment she had thought of helping them and Mark wiped his eyes trying to stop crying.

Why did he have to do it? Why him? Of all the people why did he have to have killed her? He believed in him. They had laughed together, made jokes he had saved him so many times so why? Why couldn't he save her too. Why did he have to be her doom.

Why did Mikael have to kill her?