Nighttime stroll. ((Nel))

[elizabethmay]

They say the Millennium Bridge was perfect during the day time--you could walk, or jog and meet someone standing along the rail or someone less fortunate than you. But it never stayed that way when night falls. Who was waiting to jump out and attack you? No one really knows, which was why humans preferred to not to cross this magnificent bridge during the night. Except for one--she was risking to strut her way out of the small community she had recently moved into and onto the bridge, without a care of the lurking creatures just waiting--anticipating to lash out at their prey. Elizabeth-May was starting to get the hang of walking around by herself, without having someone to guide her along the side walks.

Winter was at it's worst tonight, and little Elizabeth-May knew that--She was dressed in many layers of cotton and wool, as well as a large black coat and a pair of thick gloves with a scarf to match. Those two helped her brace for the chilling, freezing winds of winter. Dark chocolate eyes rolled everywhere--up, down, back and forth as she continued to waltz her way down the walkway alongside the large bridge, glancing down at the Thames River down below.

CRACK!

She yelped when the noise sent a chill up her spine, and covered her mouth when she heard her small scream echo. She spun her body around, searching frantically for the source of the first disturbance. It was too dark to see, so Elizabeth-May just shrugged it off, and walked away, throwing the hood of her coat on top of her head. Now, she was scared, but how scared was she? Maybe, just maybe, another noise would frighten the poor girl out of her own petite body. She thought it could have been the possibility of juvenile boys, awake at this hour, pulling pranks on the new kids. No, Elizabeth shook her head, I can't assume people are like that!

Why am I freaking out...?, It was probably one of the small animals scurrying around. Back at home, they did that every night. She stopped, realizing that she just imagined the sound. There weren't any animals on the great Millennium Bridge. "I need to calm down... they're not gonna get me...", She whispered. The presence of her breath appeared in the form of a white, puffy cloud. The sentence was repeated over and over to help boost up courage. She needed it; prowling around at night wasn't something to do alone.

[nel]

It was cold tonight which was not surprising considering Winter still had a secure grip on the country but the biting temperature seemed merely an inconvenience to her race making only her food source scarce and setting a damp mood for both the living and the dead to boot. Regardless of her physical comfort she wore what was deemed appropriate for humans to wear out in the cold to, er, ‘fit in’ with the mainstream crowd and to prevent any eyebrows raising at her preferred attire. Tonight she wore her long brown hair loose letting it wave down the back of her thick navy blue coat with black fur trimmings, she wore a simple black skirt beneath with thick black tights and a pair of killer black Prada heels. With the few accessories of a pair of fur-trimmed gloves and a hat she looked much like a pale trendy mom than a dark creature of the night. Tonight as always she was dressed to impress mostly to do with the fact she was meeting up for a night time session with some ‘associates’ about a small patch of territory she hoped to further develop. She sincerely hoped anyway that she gave the right impression…

What she hadn’t expected to do tonight was to catch sight of a young child on the bridge, her frail slender body illuminated by the light of the moon. From what her eyes could tell, she was very petite with long dark hair and slightly sun-kissed skin. Her nostrils flared to catch scent of her as she stopped to peer over the bridge. The Vampire’s sudden stop must have alerted some human to her ‘stalking’ of the young child as the loud CRACK of a Gun Barrel (Supposedly illegal in England) popped somewhere to their right. She was about twenty meters from the human girl and regardless of her earlier intentions she was not stupid enough to draw attention to her hunting’s – especially in a public place. She hesitated for a moment before taking a few very human strides towards the girl with a pleasant smile upon her features. “I sincerely apologize if I’ve frightened you, human. I wish you no ill, though I do wonder to myself what a young girl such as yourself would be doing out here at this hour? Your father isn’t doing his job if he’s letting his cute daughter out at night.” As she neared she could make out the youngsters features properly. She was a cute one… perhaps too young for her but alas, every child was too young for her in this day and age.

[elizabethmay]

She flinched again, but this time, it wasn't another gun shot or any other noise she seemed to be afraid of--it was the calm voice of an unknown woman. Now the small girl felt at ease, but should she really make herself comfortable? Maybe this lady was prowling on children that were Elizabeth's age. But, she figured she might as well tell the woman that her father was still at work, yet she had someone older at home that knew of her whereabouts. "My father's still working... but my older brother knows I'm out right now...", Her soft voice somewhat added on to her shyness.

Inside, she was frightened of the woman in front of her. She didn't know why she was, but just sensed that this woman was a little dangerous than the other people she had met... so far. It was true that the Millennium Bridge wasn't as safe it was when it was light out. Her father and brother both warned Elizabeth-May to steer clear from those she didn't feel comfortable around, or those that made her feel that way. But as for this lady... she didn't really know what to do.