Danger In Darkness: A Short Story

It was a dark, damp November night in New York City. Or, at least, what remained of it. The winter chill blew through the ruins of the city, occasionally rattling through an alleyway or blowing the remnants of the autumn leaves across the abandoned streets. 'Abandoned and New York City just don't seem to go together at all,' Faye thought, glancing around the empty streets. 'This place has never looked like this.' The Big Apple had never been so quiet. The silence was almost terrifiying, but she was trying to tell herself she wasn't scared.
She knew there was plenty to be terrified of. New York hadn't just suddenly experienced a financial downfall and deteriorated on its own. That had been a combination of months of warring - but wars of a different kind. It had always been expected that vampires, werewolves and witches were something of fairytales or horror stories - but the past two years had proved that they were real and that they were a very dangerous threat. Apparently, from the research she'd been able to do, the supernatural species had been there since the beginning of time and had shared the world with the humans, managing to live in some kind of harmony. She'd learned of previous incidents, but there had never been anything on such a scale as what had happened in the city she knew and loved.
It was commonly referred to as 'The Uprising'. She wasn't sure where that name had come from, but it seemed fitting. It had been a revolution of sorts, where groups of vampires, witches and werewolves had suddenly come into light and started what could only be described as World War III. It had gone on for months, leading to a high death count as well as the destruction of an entire city. The humans were powerless, forced into hi...

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...er neck, her legs kicking as much as she could manage. It was instictive, completely adrenaline fueled. She was barely aware of her actions, hardly realising just how much she was fighting. Part of her knew that it was never going to be enough, that the hand closing around her throat was either going to suffocate her or break her neck. That was enough to make her realise, enough to make her stop fighting and she gave up. The vampire clicked his tongue in disgust. "And here I was thinking this was going to be an interesting one. Pathetic. Just like the rest." Faye's blue eyes focused on his face, "Kill me." She managed to choke out. "Go ahead, do it." Those fingers loosened slightly on her neck and she foolishly thought he was going to let go. Her head was pushed to the side and she closed her eyes. The pain and screaming came next, then nothing. Blackness. Silence.