Trapped the Vampire Disciple

Trapped the Vampire Disciple
Nipped



Zeline undoes her intention to go to the teacher's room, begins to descend the stairs to follow Athlas who leaves with a schoolgirl.


His gut says it's bad.


Entering the hallway to the field where the football game had been, threw a glance around but did not see Athlas.


"Oh My God, my head hurts..."


"Take the ice cream slowly."


"Hahaha, your teeth are as sensitive as my grandfather's."


"Damn it!"


Sayup-sayup Zeline heard the chat boys who had played football. They gathered at a corner of the field and distributed ice cream to each other.


"Ah, this is so much fun, I must be so upset if we lose because of the ice cream bet."


"I'm the same!"


"Since the next class of physical education lessons, we should go straight to the auditorium."


"I don't want to reduce my performance evaluation score."


"But where is Athlas? I didn't see it."


"Eitherway. Where'd he go?"


"Where did he go? There's ice cream here."


"I saw him go behind the school together with a third-grade student."


"Wow! Will he get a love statement? He has a charm of attracting girls!"


Zeline's eyes immediately dodged, she knew it would be really bad. It's not a matter of the statement of love, but I don't know what Athlas will do to the girl. Especially in a quiet place.


I have to save the student!


Zeline's heart screamed. He immediately ran to the back of the school.


Upon entering the back area of the school, a quiet atmosphere hit Zeline. The breeze caressed his face.


Taking a strong breath and exhaling quickly, Zeline did to normalize her racing heartbeat from running. Then threw a glance, looking for the whereabouts of the black-haired youth.


"Where are you?" Zeline stepped up with a fretful look. Stepping forward to the leafy leaves and supplicants.


One step, two steps, three steps, four steps, and...


Zeline's footsteps stopped as a bright red-eyed figure emerged from behind a large oak tree.


Zeline was startled, reflexively silencing her own mouth, staring at the horror.


Zeline and Athlas look at each other.


Cold red eyes and a sharp draw, red viscous liquid dripped from the mouth until exposed to the white T-shirt worn. He didn't look wrong. It's blood. Zeline's stomach feels twisted. Nausea.


"Oh, Teacher?" Athlas knows who Zeline is.


"That's blood, isn't it?" lirih Zeline slammed her legs back, retreating as Athlas approached.


"Oh..." Athlas grinned as he looked at Zeline, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his lips, "I am stunned? Does that seem obvious?"


The glasses lady swallowed the saliva with great difficulty. His heart skipped a beat with each step the young man's feet approached. His eyes glanced down, immediately glancing as he saw a girl lying unconscious on the ground.


With a quivering tone Zeline tried to speak again, "W-what did you do to her?"


Athlas drew closer in silence, like a threatening predator.


Danger signal.


Horrified, afraid, the face grew pale, Zeline turned around and hurriedly wanted to run away. The gathered courage was torn apart not remaining.


What wants to help?


He even ran away like that.


A proud coward.


Zeline continued to run along the way, following where the footsteps moved. Until passing through a quiet corridor because the bell ended the break has sounded since then. No matter with the rules should not run in the corridor, life is more important.


However, suddenly Zeline's arm was pulled roughly.


The vampire was chasing him.


"Even if you run away like that. No problem."


"Akh─hmpt!"


Wanting to scream, but held back. Athlas smothered Zeline's mouth with a palm.


Attacked suddenly like this Zeline was shocked and shocked. He clutched Athlas' hand back, trying to get it out of his mouth, but his strength was not comparable.


"Let's talk about it" Athlas' voice sounded low and threatening.


Zeline's mouth hurt and couldn't breathe. The grip of Athlas' hand on his mouth was very strong.


"Don't shout," Athlas sighed threateningly, there could still be a trace of blood on the side of his lips.


Zeline nodded and stopped her attempt to rebel, her perfectly round eyes glazed over.


Then the clutches of the hands were removed, Zeline instantly scooped up oxygen quickly, her breathing hunting. However, he was still cornered between Athlas' tall body and the wall.


"Hey, the things you saw before forget all that. If you don't do that, I'll kill you" Athlas threatened with cruelty.


So this is the original personality of Athlas Aldridge. I don't know where the figure of a young man who likes to smile.


"Y-yes," Zeline's great-grandson in a quivering tone, her breathing stopped for a few seconds.


"Alright," Athlas fixed the position of the downed Zeline glasses.


"Take me off" Zeline's nervous, her hands sweating excessively. Cold sweat from being stared at by the intimidating fiery red eyes. A feeling of deep fear enveloped.


"There's nothing to do. I'm hungry."


Slowly, Athlas got closer and he immediately advanced his head. Making Zeline freeze as a cold breath rubbed her delicate skin. There was a wet sensation as the young man's tongue licked his neck.


"You're weird, but I like it. Like the... Lavender and Rosemary? Very sweet. Unlike the disgusting scent from the girl earlier," Athlas brought his mouth closer to Zeline's ears.


Afraid not to play, when he saw Athlas's canines ready to bite his neck.


"Tu-wait."


"You don't have to fear pain, because you won't even remember me biting you."


Zeline shook her head. Eyes closed. Not strong to see the canine teeth that began to penetrate the skin of his neck.


"Wait!"


So hurt...


It was hot and stinging when Athlas bit him. His entire body his legs and head were throbbing with pain that made his legs kick and thrash before a single suction on his veins instantly made his body give up.


Tears dripping tie the corner of the eye that is still closed. His legs were already limp, unable to stand. His gaze was faint.


Zeline felt that her blood was being sucked slowly as her soul was carried away. The sturdy embrace of the brash vampire who was focused on enjoying her blood strengthened as her body slumped.


Consciousness begins to erode.


And it gets dark.


**


It is said that eyelids are the heaviest thing in the world. Yeah, that's true.


Zeline tried to open her eyes, but only a faint darkness she encountered.


What just happened...


Zeline closed her eyes for a few minutes, then opened her eyes a second time.


The glare from the brightly lit lights made her eyes feel pierced, Zeline blinked a few times to adjust the incoming light.


"uh? Is this a dream?" muttered Zeline in a daze, her vision a little blurry without glasses.


Zeline sat down and looked around. It was a relief to know if he was in his room.


"Can dreams be this real? No, but how..." Zeline tried to dig up the memories but only caused a headache, "How did I get home?"


Sontak Zeline held her neck. He immediately got up to the glass.


Clean, no cuts or bites on his neck.


"Why did I end up sleeping in my bed? I don't remember at all. But I'm sure it wasn't a dream!"


_To Be Continued_