Chapter Three is an UP!

“Just give up now, bloodsucker! Promise it won’t hurt too much.” He bared his teeth at me. It freaked me out how he did that. He was human, after all. It takes a lot to freak a vampire out.
“Never!” I responded. (Vampires are very cliché.) Why did he seem so familiar? It didn’t matter anyways. I just had to get away. I couldn’t kill him, and he knew it. I decided to go on the offensive, to surprise him.
“Wentz, this is your last chance.” I stepped forward, possibly to my own death. I lowered myself in to a cat-like crouch, a position I often took before I pounced. I had a hidden motive though. I was now crouched on a sewage grate. One stomp and I would be free from this dead-end alley he’d trapped me in.
“What are you going to do? Rip my throat out? I thought you were intelligent, Roth.” He hadn’t noticed what I was standing on. Typical. Humans are a lot less perceptive than vampires. “Werewolves rip throats out.”
“Werewolves aren’t real, smartass.” And then I stomped on the grate, shattering the metal bars beneath me. I easily dropped the 20 feet to the ground, and took off down a waste pipe. I knew he couldn’t follow me fast enough. By the time he got to the bottom, I’d be long gone.

I came out of my flashback. I was sitting on the arm of William’s throne. (He does himself well, doesn’t he?) Why was it that Wentz was so familiar even then? I wished I could remember my human life. William said that it had been a minor complication and I’d just been a normal, unassuming human before he’d found me and bitten me. It seemed to me like he was lying. But why would he lie? What was he hiding?
I looked down at him. Even though he was abnormally tall, I was taller from where I sat. He was watching me. I looked into his bottomless black eyes. He was the only vampire, ever, to have black eyes, and one of the few to have double fangs.
“William, are you lying to me?”
“What would I be lying to you about, Roth?” He’d used my last name. What did that mean? I was going to lose sight of my mission if I kept focusing on William.
“About my human life.” I answered him quietly. I still hadn’t broken eye contact.
He carefully took my ice cold hand in his. “I’m not lying to you about anything. Why would I lie?”
Why did he have to have such beautiful eyes? They were so much prettier than my own garnet ones. I could feel all my worries slipping away. “Well, it’s just that Wentz and Urie seem so familiar…”
He smiled reassuringly at me. “You probably knew some people like them when you were alive.”
I couldn’t help but giggle. What was the matter with me?
He smiled too. “What?”
“I don’t know.. It just sounds so weird.. ‘When you were alive..’” I mocked him in a friendly sort of way. For once, he wasn’t ordering me around. He was actually kind of nice when he wasn’t being King. No! Bad thoughts Gabrielle! William’s not nice! He’s evil!
But part of me was thinking he wasn’t so bad after all…