The moon was full in the sky, indicating that nightfall was upon us. The month was mid December. Snow had already made its way on top of roofs and scattered itself along yards and roads here in Cannes, France.

I was currently on my way to night school. I had been walking for around thirty minutes when I heard a strange sound come from a bush. It startled me so I stopped to investigate.

I am usually quite fearless, but something seemed out of the ordinary. I walked a few steps towards the bush. As I got closer I heard the noise again, it sounded like growling.

"Is someone there? You can come out I will not hurt you." I said in a caring way. The bush started to rustle. "You may not hurt me, but that doesn't mean I won't hurt you."

I took a few steps back, paralyzed with fear. A tall, dark figure arose from the bush. The scent of decaying flesh filled the air. The figure stepped out and walked towards me. It was a man. He stared at me with piercing red eyes.

"W-what do y-you want?" The man came closer. He opened his mouth and revealed two rows of razor sharp teeth. "I only want your blood, my dear."

"W-what are y-you?" He started laughing manically. "I am a vampire my dear, and I want to make you into my slave." I tried to move, but my legs would not allow it.

He walked closer and wrapped a hand around my throat. He then proceeded to pin me to the ground. I scratched at his hand, starving for air. My vision started to blur. "This will be a lot faster if you do not struggle."

I steadied my breath and managed to calm down a little. "Now, if I let go you mustn't run or I will not hesitate to rip your throat out. Do you understand?" I nodded. He releases his grip on my neck.

I let in a large gasp of air in a panicked way. He grabbed my arms with one hand and pinned them behind my head. With his unoccupied hand, he bagan unbuttoning my shirt.

I looked into his eyes with pure fear, which resulted in another maniacal laugh. While he was working on my shirt, he brought his face down to my neck. He smelled my skin and began licking it. I started to cry and shake.

He bit into my skin very deep. Pain raced through my body. 'I am going to die.' I thought to myself. He began drinking my blood.

All of a sudden he stopped. He let go of my shirt and blood spattered all over me. His fangs released from my neck, ripping my skin open even more in the process. He fell to the ground.

'I-is he turning into d-dust?' His whole body disintegrated into dust. Black bubbles started to dance along my vision. I held my neck and tried to stop some of the blood draining from my body.

Another figure began to walk up. It was another man. He wore a crimson trench coat and a hat to match. On his face he wore orange circular glasses and a wide grin. In his hands he held a black gun and a white gun.

He began walking towards me. When he reached me, he crouched down. "What is your name girl?" I began coughing up blood. "M-my name i-is A-Amelia."

He looked down at my neck. "You have been bitten by a vampire. You will die soon." This sent me into a sense of panic. "You can choose to survive, or you can choose death. You can choose the night, or you can choose darkness. What will you choose?"

I answered with the only logical thing. "I-I want t-to live." He smiled, revealing fangs. "You chose wisely, girl."

He hovered over me and titled my head to side. His red eyes piercing my own. He pushed my hair off the non injured side. He leaned down and licked my neck. I began to shiver again. He sunk his fangs into my skin, which also sent a rush of pain through my body. I whimpered a little, but slowly grew quieter.

My vision started to blur again. This time it didn't stop. I felt my heartbeat begin to slow down. My body stopped shivering and began to stiffen. I slowly shut my eyes and watched helplessly as darkness took over my body...