Spartacus(Vampire) Loving A ShadowHunter

Looking through my window shield, it was sunny in Forks, it's summer if you would describe it, such a lonely place. moving my fingers to my lips and tugging on them slightly, drawing a deep inhale. Well I am thirsty, my throat is burning, should be doing my hunting thing?

Midnight hour, Night hour, that doesn't seem to bother me, in fact I'd prefer afternoon, around the clubs roaming and seeing all the define scents of humans, my preys. walking my way to the club, running my long fingers through my hair, my leather jacket on me, such a badass I seem, smirking cockily.
entering the club with my cocky expression, inhaling slightly to recognize around me the deliciously? fascinating? interesting? Scents, licking my lips.
oh this is boring me, wanting any to prey on, looking at the girls' dancing, tilting my head with crookedly smile, winking at a girl with brownish hair, straight nose, full lips, blue eyes. her scent coming closer when she approached me while I tended to gaze at her, my hands interlock. "well, hello miss.. what can I do for you?" with a flick second I was by her side, moving my fingers on her hair and lightly stroking it. I should compel her just in case and this is my gift also being a charmer was somehow a discovery after my two years of my transformation. "nothing... I was.. " she was so close but she barely touched my nose, she inhaled my scent, it made her close her eyes as if she's enjoying it, I should've compelled her, I did. "now you go with me... outside toward the woods you follow me.. do you understand?" I ordered, she obeyed like a soldier with a nod. licking my lips and walking outside the club knowing she would be following me after.
the woods seemed rather dead, the dark folded the soil and the fog rolled in like snake sneakily. she was behind me after but I disappeared and stood behind her, pressed front body on her back, holding her both wrists, I would like for my prey to scream, but I was not counting in doing it now. leaning my head to smell her sweet define scent, my hands sliding from her wrists to her thighs, closing my eyes in attempt to keep my thinking clear, but I was hunting anyway. lowering my head as she tilted her neck for me willingly. Moving my lips to press on her strongest bump neck, my eyes closed, my hands gripping on her thighs, her lips escaping a moan, feeling the heat raging, the heat boiling underneath her skin wanting me to drink it, my throat’s burning was indescribable as my lips parted to show my teeth, I sank my teeth upon her marvelous skin, the blood began to flood off her, but my teeth and swallowing made the flood less, draining her, feeling the pleasure and gripping her tighter, moaning when I tend to finish her life, the burning got less the feel of desire blood got also less, my hands loosen on her waist when she fell limp on the floor, almost like she couldn't help but die for what I have done to her, licking my lips and flickering my eyes open with satisfaction. I watched her as she passed out, kneeling next to her, my fingers pity her as I move them over her face with cold expression on my face, grinding my teeth.
I ended the body by the bone fire I made, watching her burn and the flames of the un noticeable colors of red, orange and yellow with blue that fragile human eyes can't see... she died, she was my prey and I killed her.