(This is open, so feel free to interact with this however you want. Go ahead and be the hunter, or the human, or just some random person who finds him.)

Ira was tired of running. His breathing was ragged and shallow, each rasping breath burning his windpipe. His legs were like lead, heavy and slow; no matter how fast he was actually going, it didn't seem fast enough. He was clutching his wrist where it had been broken. It had already healed, but not properly. It would need to be rebroken and splinted later on. He was feeling nauseas, and faint, despite having recently fed. Visibly, he was tired. The vampire's thick hair was stuck to his face by sweat. His hair was a dusty brown, and nearly chin length. Every little while he would have to pull it out of his brown eyes. There was a hint of flush in his pale cheeks.

But no matter how tired he was, he wasn't prepared to stop. He seemed to be ahead-- even to have outrun his hunter, but that was probably wishful thinking. Ira couldn't risk falling back and getting caught. Then how tired he was really wouldn't matter. It took a lot to kill a vampire, but these hunters were trained-- they probably knew a number of different ways it could be done.

The hunter wouldn't listen to him, either. He had been caught feeding-- left the victim alive (just barely, but alive) and been seen by a witness. That was a problem. Actually biting anyone wasn't supposed to be done anyways, unless in extreme situations. Ira could convince them that it had been. The victim would be fine. If they didn't bleed to death too quickly, they still had Ira's venom in them, which would make them a vampire as well. The witness was the real problem. They would probably alert the authorities, unless they'd already been killed by the hunter.

Ira knew what he needed to do. He would go back, find the witness, and make her a vampire. The solution was a little cold-hearted; not very many people would like to be a vampire. But he was willing to do whatever it took to save his own hide. If the only witness was a vampire as well, it would be easier to convince the hunter to let him live. But if the witness was still loose, then nobody would listen, not with the potential of their secret being out in the open.

There was no way he was going to find the witness though-- he just barely knew where he was now. Getting back to the alley where it had all happened wouldn't be particularly easy. Not to mention with a hunter on his tail. But Ira knew he could at least try-- go down with a fight.

Caught up in his thoughts, Ira didn't notice the spilled trash can. He had been taking the alleyways, trying to stay in the long shadows, trying to be as invisible as possible. He was hiding in the dark, and if he couldn't be seen very well, neither could anything in his path. With a great clatter and none of the grace expected from a vampire, Ira tripped, tumbling to the ground, headfirst. And once he was down, he couldn't get up. The world--or what he could see of it in the dark-- spun around him, dark circles exploding across his vision until he couldn't see nothing but the blackness. Ira was out cold.

Jaslene ran through the noisy city as her heart pounded in her chest.Sweat rained off of her face and splashed onto the ground.The noise of honking and speeding cars echoed in her head long after they had finished.

Running as quick as possible her legs became heavy and tired.Her body ached and her mind was pierced with the thought of a vampire running loose.

She sped across street as the light went red,she wasn't quick enough.Stuck like a deer in the headlights she stood in shock...everything went blurry and then pitch black.

An ambulance rushed to the spot lifting her onto a stretcher and into the vehicle.Moments later they found a boy laying in an alleyway,he looked unconscious so they lifted him into the ambulance as well.Speeding off to the hospital the ambulance brought the girl that was laying in a pool of blood in first,followed by the boy.

Sounds came to Ira first. Beeping, hushed voices whispering quickly. "Male, looks about 20 or so...still breathing...broken wrist...already healed" He could feel the panic welling up in him. A hospital. No, they were moving-- he could feel the slight bumps, he could hear the sirens. An ambulance, then. He could feel people examining him and prodding him with needles and other metallic things. Everything was so cold. He wanted to see what was happening-- he could hear them mumbling things that he was sure didn't apply to him. There was someone else in the ambulance with him. But he didn't dare open his eyes.

He could already see problems. They would re-break his arm so that the bone could heal properly, and it would heal in a few hours. Already, they were beginning to suspect there was something wrong. His blood wasn't even human.

Maybe, if he were still, he could slow his hearbeat or something so-- no, that was stupid. He shook off the thought. He was an injured vampire in an ambulance, though, and he didn't have many options. Right now, all he could do was lay still and resist the urge to let his eyelids flutter open. The last thing he need right now was to be bombarded with questions. His head was throbbing and he doubted that he could come up with any decent lies.

It was best to just lie still and let them run their tests, Ira decided. He could escape the first chance he got. Nobody would notice if he slipped out a window or anything. They had no identification, they knew nothing about him.

Ira sighed, letting himself relax, despite the fact he had just fallen into more shit. He wasn't stupid enough to think his problems would sort themselves out, but he didn't want to think that everything was going to go wrong. He just lay there, listening to everything that was going on around him.

Jaslene laid flat on the stretcher.She could feel sharp pains as the nurses inserted needles into her bloody skin. She could hear the faint sound of someone saying " Name: Jaslene Mitzu ,Age:21..."

Every pothole the ambulance hit, her body shifted causing immense pain.She heard the people talking about the other person in the vehicle but didn't dare look to see who it was.

In the hospital Jaslene was rushed immediately into a room where they planned to do surgery to remove what felt like an embedded light into her left hip.As they put her into a temporary coma everything blurred and went pitch black again.Her body went numb and she felt as lifeless as a rock.

They wheeled him into the hospital on a stretcher, right after the other girl. She was clearly in a more critical condition than Ira. He could feel the cool air rushing onto him-- a pleasant contrast from the hot, sticky air outdoors. But along with the cold came the smells. Blood, mostly. Of course, the hospital attempted to cover it-- the sterile smell of antiseptic was strong as well. Most humans wouldn't be able to smell the blood under that smell, but Ira wasn't a human. There was lots of blood here and bloodlust was going to drive him mad if he stayed here too long.

In fact, he barely controlled it as it was. As soon as the smell hit, he sat up sharply. The paramedics were shocked for a moment-- he had been playing unconscious, after all-- but they soon regained their composure and pushed him back into a vertical position. Ira didn't struggle too much, though he could have broken free of their grip if he'd wanted to.

He nearly did too, spotting who was on the stretcher in front of him. The girl-- the witness. She had also been in the ambulance. He furrowed his brow. Had the hunter gotten her? No, they wouldn't leave her alive in that case. Point was she was here-- probably still human. This was too easy.

They started asking him questions in rapid fire. 'What was his name? Did he remember what happened? Is there anyone he wanted to contact?' He just mumbled incoherently, hoping they would leave him alone if they thought he was drowsy. They did.

As he was checked again in the emergency room, he had to pin himself down. He couldn't leave yet. It was all working out fairly well.

Finally, he was wheeled into a room and sedated. They doctors left-- none of his injuries were very serious, and they went to attend to the patients that needed urgent treatment. Once he was sure he was alone, Ira sat up sharply again. The drugs were already starting to make him drowsy. There was sure to be some sort of alarm that went off when the drip was removed, so he thought everything over first.

Find the girl, bite her quickly and get her out of here. It sounded so simple when the details-- like where she was being kept and where he would take her to-- were excluded. But he didn't have time to think of them. The drugs were already starting to grip him. He took a deep breath, and ripped the needle out of his wrist.

He let out a hiss of pain, but didn't dwell on his bleeding wrist. he immediately leaped out of the bed and made his way to the door. He was dressed in a hospital gown and obviously a patient. The ride to the hospital had left him to rest and he had a bit more energy as he dashed out the hall.

There were calls behind him as he ran, but he ignored them, pulling out of the the weak grips of nurses. His eyes darted all over as he ran, and he muttered darkly under his breath. Where was she?

In perfect timing, she passed on a stretcher in front of him, heading to the operating theatre. She was alone in there for now, and it was his perfect chance. He shoved the door open and looked at her. She certainly wasn't looking her best.

He took a deep breath, looking down at her. Suddenly, he was starting to doubt. Was it fair to condemn her to a fate as disgusting as vampirism? He shook his head. There was no time for thinking and doubts, only doing.

He came up to her body, and plunged his teeth into her neck, his unnaturally sharp canines tearing through the flesh with ease. Leaned over the body, he took a deep swallow of blood, by instinct. It was so fresh and warm, energizing. He could just drink and drink and--

There were people coming! He let out a strangled cry, tearing himself away from her neck with all his will power. The wound was still bleeding freely, and he swallowed, licking the remaining blood from his lips. He glanced back where the doctors were and grabbed her lip body. As he ran, the needles and masks on her were ripped free.

He plowed through the crowds, running as fast as his worn feet could take him. Even the woman's blood hadn't eradicated the sedatives from his system, and his movements were slightly sluggish, the woman in his arms slowing him down even further. But the venom was in here system, it was only a matter of time. He didn't know what it would do though... would she wake up from the venom? Or would the drugs have to wear off?

Jaslene had not the slightest clue of what was going on,how could she?Unaware that she was being taking from the hospital by a complete stranger.Unaware that she had been bitten by a vampire.

She drugs began to wear off slowly and the venom began to wake her up.Fluttering her eyes open she gazed up and the blurry figure holding her.The drugs hadn't completely worn off yet and everything was a blur of confusion.

Her mind raced back to the car confiding into her and the glass flying everywhere puncturing her skin.Then the flashing light that practically blinded her as the ambulance came to assist.The back breaking ride to the hospital,where every bump was torture.

She watched as figures ran behind them.But why?Why were they trying to catch this person?These questions Jaslene had no answer to.Her brain ached as she tried to think of the answers.

She could hear people calls fading as the man carried her away." Stop him"." Catch that man" these words kept echoing in her mind as she was taken.

Not having enough strength to talk she just watched the man with curiosity and fear.Where is he taking me?Why is he taking me?Two question she wanted to ask so badly,but she couldn't.

Ira's wrist was hurting, and he bit down on his bottom lip, hard. He shifted his arms underneath her limp body, trying to hold her in a way that wasn't nearly as painful. As he ran the drugs began to wear off. His movements were a bit sharper, smoother, but he wasn't at his best. They had also been dulling the pain--mainly in his wrist, and as the drugs left his body the pain replaced them.

His self control was wavering as well. She was still bleeding from the neck-- he had no way to apply pressure on the wound while he carried her. He could smell it, see it, feel it drip onto him. Thinking of his thirst, he was reminded that his witness would soon be a vampire as well. She would probably need to feed first thing.

This was getting exhausting. Several times already he had nearly dropped the girl, and soon he wouldn't be able to avoid it. Regardless of how many people Ira was running from he needed to rest. He didn't even pause to think, ducking into an alleyway. She had opened her eyes, and Ira placed her on the ground gently.

He stayed near her, slumping back against a wall. He sat down, panting and clutching at a stitch in his side. Ira grimaced, looking down at his wrist. It had been splinted, but it was still healed misaligned. His arm seemed to hurt even more at the thought of breaking his own wrist.

Jaslene felt cold hard ground,just as she had felt when she was struck by a car.She tried to sit up body her body was to weak.She sighed and lowered herself back down, slowly.She still had no clue of what was going on.

New question popped into her head.Where am I?Why am I not at the hospital.Why does he want me?.She felt throbbing pain in her neck and her hip where she had a basketball sized bruise.She took deep breaths trying to get past the pain.

She laid on the ground gazing at the sky helplessly.She felt blood trickle down her neck and sweat pour down her face.She tried to sit up once more,she leaned against the wall and looked at the man."What do you want from me" she asked weakly.

Ira looked up sharply as he heard the girl speak. What did he want from her? He shook his head slightly, looking back down. He felt a lump growing in his throat as he realized what he had just done to the girl. He'd bitten her, made her a vampire, and ruined her life. He couldn't make himself regret what he'd done-- this might end up saving his life-- but he did feel bad.

She obviously hadn't recognized him, yet. Of course, she'd only gotten a glimpse of Ira before she ran off. But if she did realize who he was, he might run into some problems.

"Nothing." He sighed. "I just need you to stay with me, for a while. Until a hunter finds me, he thought, but didn't say. "I- I'm sorry." He added softly. She probably didn't understand what he meant, but she would soon enough.

Jaslene felt a sharp pain in her neck.She winced and felt streams rolling down her face.She touched her neck and flinched." Why do I have to stay with you" she asked softly

Her body regained more of it's strength as the drugs wore off completely.She remembered watching people chase after the man that had taken her.She saw the blood streaming behind them as he ran into an alleyway with her.

She closed her eyes as these flashbacks pierced her mind.Echoes played over and over in her head like a broken tape.Opening her eyes again she looked down at her legs stitched,scarred,and bruised.

Ira watched her closely. She seemed worried about her condition. Of course, she didn't know that it would all heal quickly, and that now hardly anything could kill her. It would have been a comforting thought, but he didn't think it would be right to just spring 'You're a vampire now' on her.

"What do you remember?" He asked instead. If she told him what she knew, he could fill her in on what was happening.

" I remember hearing a report of a vampire gone loose.Then i got hit by a car and the ambulance came.I was in the vehicle with some one else but i dont know who.The doctors rushed me into a room and then I was put under drugs.I woke up and you were carrying me and people,they were running behind you" she said softly as she tried to remember more details.

"Vampires." The word came out breathy, like a sigh. The dreaded topic. He looked back down at his wrist, which he was cradling in his left hand. He looked up again.

She could probably guess that something was wrong by his reaction, but she probably knew that anyways. Ira knew he'd have to tell her somehow, but the phrases he went over in his mind couldn't seem to make it to his lips.

"I was in the same ambulance. Like I said, I- I needed you to..." He trailed off, keeping his eyes trained downwards. If he continued, an explanation would be required. Ira knew he should be explaining everything, but he just couldn't. He had ruined her life, and the thought of telling her so was hard. Sure, he'd killed people before-- his bloodlust was so much stronger than normal-- but you didn't need to tell the dead people they had been killed. You just turned and walked away, leaving the body alone. You didn't apologize to it, and see it's reaction. You just ran.

" A-are you the Vampire" she asked carefully.Her neck began to burn even more she bit her bottom lip to stop herself from screaming.her eyes watered and began to pour out tears like a waterfall.

She looked down at the ground as she cried silently.She could hear rapid footsteps approaching and she began to panic." Someone's coming" she said softly as she looked about frantically.

She looked at the man hesitantly " Why were people running after you" she asked after the footsteps faded." What did you do?"

Ira nodded yes. She looked scared of him-- though he would have expected her to be angrier. Though of course she still thought she was a frail human. His mind was urging him to tell her the truth. She started to cry, and his gaze went to the wall across from him. He didn't know how to comfort her, so he did nothing.

She asked what he had done. Ira knew that if he told the girl she would think he was a monster. She would hate him anyways for what he'd done to her. Might as well.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled again, looking up at her.

"I- I-" He stammered. The rest of the words were caught in his throat, and he felt as if he were choking. He had to tell her now.

"I bit you." His voice cracked slightly. At last, the words ripped through his throat and managed to get into the air. He didn't know what her reaction would be or what she would do, and he didn't want to see or know. She would hate him, Ira was sure of it. He buried his face in his hands, unable to believe he'd actually said it.

Jaslene rubbed her temples Perfect.I get to be a frickin vampire for the rest of my life!!! She thought to herself.She looked down and the cold,hard floor and sighed.She didn't know how to react, she didn't even know the man.Everything was so confusing.

She looked up " Why" she asked.Tears continued rolling down her face." Who are you".She tugged on her long brown hair in frustration.Why was I so special to be bitten.

She hid her face in her knees as she sobbed and thought deeply.She heard more footprint and this time they were coming " Someone's coming" she said again.

Ira sighed. She had a lot of questions, and though he knew anyone would, he found himself slightly annoyed. He wasn't in the mood for explaining, not to mention the lack of time. He heard the footsteps too, and tensed.

He shook his head at her next questions. He would answer them later, when they weren't in as much danger. He stood slowly, his back still against the wall. He motioned for her to stand as well, glancing between the girl and the direction of the footsteps. He hoped that she would be able to walk, doubting that he would be able to carry her any more. If the venom had taken any affect yet, the healing should have increased. Either way she was in no condition to run, but there really wasn't anything else they could to. They could take care of first aid later.

Jaslene stood up slowly biting her tongue to keep quiet as her legs burned like daggers piercing the skin.She looked at Ira with panic her heart started to beat like a marching band and she began to breath quicker.

She looked in the direction of the footprints.She looked back at Ira ,still biting her lip she sighed.Still in a hospital robe she no longer had a gun on her.She only had one thing, the pieces of glass in her leg that didn't get removed because of being taken.

Ira nodded as she stood, putting a finger to his lips as a way of telling her to stay quiet. It was, of course, common sense, but he had kidnapped her. She might try to cry out for help, not realizing that she, as well as himself would likely be killed if she did.

They wouldn't be able to run too far. He could perhaps take the girl back to his apartment. But first, he needed a mode of transportation-- he also knew that the hospital was far from his home, and he needed to know his location--all he knew was that he was near the hospital.

The second part would be simple-- he knew quite a bit about crime from a short stretch of his life spent on the streets, so he could easily hotwire a car. And maybe, once he started driving he could pick up on his location.

Great, he had a plan. She didn't know about it, but there was no way to tell her without alerting the followers. He beckoned for her to follow him silently, sliding into the shadows, down the alleyway. His dark eyes scanned the darkness in front of him, looking for any obstacles, or anything that might even help them.

Up ahead, he spotted a parking lot. Perfect. Without checking to see if the girl was following, he sprinted about a hundred metres toward the first car-- an old looking silver sedan. He glanced it over-- it obviously wasn't the fastest or most quiet, but it would do.

He popped open the hood and began to work. He was tired and in pain-- virtually doing it all one handed because of his injury. But he worked as quickly as he could, the fingers of his left hand fumbling as he searched for the wires.

Jaslene nodded as he signaled to be quiet.She looked as the shadows got closer.Her heart pounded quickly, a human just hit by a car can only take to much panic.She kept her back against the wall and bite her bottom lip.

Suddenly Ira headed for a parking lot.Jaslene tried to limp quickly but her leg just couldn't take it.Sweat poured off of her face as she persistently tried to follow Ira.She watched him with distressed eyes and began trying again.

Her eyes locked on two pieces of wood.Grabbing them quickly she used the wood as crutches and followed Ira.Splinters burrowed her skin but all she cared about was being alive and getting out of that alleyway.Jaslene kept her eyes nailed on Ira and began moving quicker as she got a rush of adrenalin, was someone following her? She couldn't tell. Would she make it there in time or would she be killed right there?