Snippet #2376292

The morning of the fight was easy, I Had starved myself for the last few days. Not that i needed too become stronger, I Had my fighting ability and my age on my side. Afterall, vampires got stronger with age. I Was glad i had that advantage, it was good for me to have it. I Couldnt help but think, as i changed into my black attire, that if i didnt have such skills i would have ended up dead long ago; but i wasnt.. i was 'undefetable'.

I Headed downstairs, my icey blue eyes slowly turning a little darker due to the lack of blood and i made my way to the Living room waiting for the order to get into the carrage. I Sat, with my book in my hand once again, on the old arm chair as the other ate. i huffed slightly at the storyline as i read, turning the page.

It only took around 20 minutes before my Master stood, the scrach sound the chair made as it rubbed agasint the old wood flooring made me cringe and i stood, closing my book. The pages made a soft thud as they met eachother and i slowly placed the book on the table, not making any eye-contact and heading out of the large doors to the horse-drawn carrage that awaited outside.