Chapter 50

I walked briskly towards him, but he got up before I could reach him, and he ran to Ellie, holding a short knife in her throat. I'm curious why Ellie can't fight him, because I know she's skilled, despite the fact that he's an old vampire. 

I moved slowly towards them, waiting for the right moment to strike him with the short sword he was holding in her throat. 

When I saw the perfect moment to attack him, I bolted to him, removing his hand from her neck and blent it to the back, and taking away the short knife that he was carrying, Ellie was freed, and it was time to end Raphael. 

I grabbed him by the neck, placed a leg behind him to help him fall, and then pushed him backwards, causing him to fall. 

I dragged him up with my left hand holding his shirt, then stretched out my right hand and took off his head with my long sharp nails, his body spinning off into the river as I let go of his cloth. 

His body turned pale and, panting heavily, I transformed back into a human, looking down on his right hand, where he wore a ring in his middle finger, which I blent down and removed; as soon as it was removed, his body began to burn. 

I assumed this was the ring that allowed vampires to walk in the sun, so I turned around and put the ring in my trouser pocket. "Are you happy you finally killed him?" she asked, "Yes, more than happy," I replied, shaking her head and turning to walk away. "Hey, where are you going without me?" I yelled "Why are you making me look like the bad guy?" I yelled, adding that she didn't respond and didn't stop walking away.

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It was a Friday night, and I was in a club with Jack, Josh, Stephen, Lora, Bella, Ellie, Elizabeth, and Lydia. We are always happy on Friday nights because we go clubbing. 

Tonight, the club appears to be crowded, the surface mounted lights shine brightly, and the DJ kept shaking things up, making people go crazy on the dance floor. 

The rest of the group made their way to the dance floor, while I sat at a table with Elizabeth and Lydia. There were only three of us at the table, and we could barely hear what we were saying because the music was so loud. 

Elizabeth's hand was around my neck, and we were having a great time talking, while Lydia appears lonely, and I don't like being lonely, so I tag her along with the conversation, until a guy approached her. 

I was expecting him to request a dance. "I'm coming guys, I'm off to the dance floor," she said as he held her hand and she stood up, "I'm coming guys, I'm off to the dance floor." "Okay, enjoy," we said, and I wrinkled my nose at her. She smiled and understood what I meant, and she left with the guy, leaving me and Elizabeth on the table.