Thread: We don't sparkle.

Bryce stood up. "Where the he'll do you think you are going, human?" He said, calmly.

Milly shrugged, "Why does it matter?" She picked up her bag and walked off through the inside of the restaurant and out the entrance. She walked quickly down the street.

Bryce followed, mildly interested. "Wait. " he said, keeping calm.

Milly ignored him and carried on walking. She opened her bag pulled out her phone and checked her phone before slipping it back into her bag again.

Bryce was upset. Baring his fangs, he dashed towards Milly.

Milly turned her head, she let out a small yelp and thrust her bag forward to hit him.

Bryce made a small yelp. He then leaped back, before attempting to tackle Milly again.

Milly decided that it would be pointless just to try and fight him and threw her bag at his face not caring about her belongings before dashing down the road trying to find someone to help her get away from him.

Bryce shrugged. He opened up her bag, was more than shocked to find out that Milly was far from human. Interested, he grabbed her bag and ran.

Milly turned her head to see taht he had grabbed her bag. She ran down an alley and stood there to catch her breath.

Bryce stopped for a second Something wasn't right here. "RUN!" He screamed. Seconds later, a hunter was walking down the street, and Bryce was gone.

Milly saw and rushed further down the alley and started running to a more populated area, she kept glancing back at the hunter every time her eyes growing wider and wider.

Bryce signaled her in the crowd. "This way" he mouthed.

Milly realized taht this would probably be the most sensible option and followed him. If he had run from the hunter then obviously that meant he knew what the hunter was and had some reason to run from them. Unless of course it was a trick. But what if it wasn't? She could either stay here and face death instantly from the hunter and follow this possible threat, who if they did decide to kill her she could have thought of a plan to avoid it. She rushed over to Bryce, "Where to?" She whispered in a voice she hoped only he heard.

"Need some help?" Evan asks. He had seen Bryce attack some chick, and rushed over, but decided that the hunter should be the first priority. He got into a fighting stance, his fists arcing with electricity. "Get behind me. I apologize if I am intruding, but it would make quite the mess if you were harmed in this fine establishment. They might even close it down, and this is my favorite restaurant." He says to Milly. "That, and I doubt the man that just attacked you and went through your stuff is the best choice for your defense."