I was very grateful that my life was spared by a very 'nice' vampire hunter who didn't feel like killing me since that he saw me as a 'food supply' for him. Well, sticking with him wasn't that bad except for having the fact that he's very sarcastic, dislike doing bothersome works or you could call him a lazy-bum and very careful in everything he did. The fact that he was a new-leveled vampire just couldn't stop amaze me since that they could walk under the direct ray of sunlight, could run faster than any other vampire in the other words, he's invincible! But, what makes me wondered was why did all those hunters worshiped the human king?
"Hey, how long do we have to wait?" He asked abruptly.
"Until twilight I guess," I answered.
"Having you by my side is a bad idea. No wonder those hunters don't bother in having a food supply around them," He moaned.
"It can't be helped. I don't want to be burned..." I replied softly.
"You are a useless vampire. You should just die from the very beginning..." He pouted.
"Well, I already asked you to do so and you refused it," I muttered, a bit angry.
"I hate to do troublesome stuff. Killing you is like wiping out an army of ants," He laughed in a very obnoxious manner.
As my face turned red, I frowned and had my back at him and exclaimed fiercely, "Why don't you just leave me alone and go outside wandering around until it's twilight?!"
"I was planning on doing so but, I can't just leave a useless vampire like you just like that. If the other hunter found you, they'll kill you in a split second. Besides, I'll lost my food supply," He lay down on a nearby couch.
Well, we're inside an inn that he rented. Since that I was his so called food-supply, he had to pay all the bills and as for me, I just had to continue being useless in his eyes.
"Whatever," I paused. "Hey, can I ask you something?"
"Hnnn...??" He grunted.
"Well, at my former place, we were told that you worship the human king. Is that true?" I bluntly asked.
"Woah... hold on a second. Worship who? We don't do the worship thing and that so called king thingy is so not into our likings. Got that?" He explained. "And who told you that?"
"Well, I thought that it was true. Since that it was a myth, I don't have to think about it anymore," I smiled mockingly. "Oh, and good night. I'm nocturnal remember."
"Oh, yeah go and sleep. Don't ever wake up. Don't forget your coffin," He said sadistically.
"If you're nice enough to build one. Oh, before I go to sleep, may I know your name?"
"Why would a food-supply want to know the name of the one who's going to devour them? To dream on being feasted?" He mocked.
"Why are you being so sarcastic? I just want to know your name so that It's easier to call you," I replied back with my tone a bit off. "Well, if you really refuse to tell me that much then fine!" I hurled myself inside a blanket on the bed.
"Pardon?" I asked.
"My name is Hansel Royard," He answered. "And how about you, food-supply?"
"Natalya. Natalya Ashley," I replied.
Then, off I went, back into my peaceful slumber. Though it was kind of awkward since that he's the type of 'I love to mock people', I had to stay silent all the time not to get on his nerve or he would reveal me in the direct sun ray. Did I hate him? I did hate him a bit since that he called me a useless vampire and those harsh words and threw them on my very face. As if I would forgive him for doing so.
To be continued.