“Do you really want to know the answer?”

He looked up and saw the owner of the familiar voice. “Hey! Were you looking for me?” she asked, smiling sweetly afterwards.


“Aurelia. From Finance class, remember? Just call me Aura for short.”

“So,” she started “How old are you?”

Xander started to open his mouth, and closed it shut again when he remembered that they could talk telepathically. “20”

“How old are you really? As an energy vamp I mean.”

There was a long silence before Xander finally gave in. “2.”

“Figures why you know so little.” She frowned again, as if thinking things over in the privacy of her own mind. Xander found it unfair that she could tap in his mind and yet he would not know whatever she is thinking. For a minute there, Xander saw a slight change in her mood.

“It’s nothing, really. None of your business actually.” she said aloud, catching both of them off guard.

Another moment of silence passed before Xander asked his question.

“Umm… Aura? How come you know all these stuff? Normal people don’t believe we actually exist, you know.”

“Research. I’m quite good at it too.” She was smiling again, her mood lighter. “So, how are you feeling?”

“Quite full– HEY! Wait a minute! Stop! Lemme go!” Xander began to panic and quickly pulled his hands from her gentle grip. “How long had I been draining you?!”

Aura glanced calmly at the silver wristwatch on her right wrist. “I guess about 15 minutes already. Why? Is there a problem?” she asked, trying to reach for his hand again.

“Are you crazy?! If I drain you any longer I’ll–” He looked at her sternly, checking the flow of energy around her.

Her energy still looks the same as when he first saw her. He frowned.

“I’ve drained you… I’m sure of it. You should be feeling weak right now. Dizzy even. But why is there no change in the amount of energy you have?”

Aura stood up suddenly and gathered her stuff to leave. “I still have a class in 5 minutes. I have to go.” Her voice was cold and indifferent.

She was hiding something.

“No!” Xander quickly grabbed her right arm, his grip tight, almost unbearable. “You’re not leaving until you tell everything to me. What are you exactly? You’re not just an ordinary Yellow, aren’t you?”

“I’m sorry. I have to go now.”

“Answer Me!” he yelled.

A loud slap echoed in the vicinity causing several heads to turn to their direction.

Xander quickly let go of her arm and watched as she ran off to another building, never looking back. As his right hand reached up to soothe his red cheek, her last message echoed in his head.

“I’m sorry, Lex. Good bye.”



~ by urbanwitch on December 20, 2008.

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