Himiko got to her feet almost noiselessly, standing with her back perfectly straight like a sentinel.
She was staring at the floor, her eyes wide open… then her head snapped to Kyle's direction.
Kyle was squatting next to the mini fridge, sorting through the drinks available.
"No, no… who even drinks Sprite? Ahh, there you are!"
There were two bottles of water, as well as a few other drinks. He quickly grabbed the water and unscrewed the top.
Himiko smiled when he stood up…
'It looks like the system was wrong…'
Kyle had been worried when she suddenly woke up, but so far she had not even made a single violent move—
She licked her lips.
'That can't be good…'
He raised his hands defensively. "Miko? I know you must be eager to get blood, that is how it is for all new vampires."
Kyle walked towards her slowly, making sure to make no sudden movements.
And then when he was close enough, he stretched the water towards her, cautiously observing her every move.
"But first, you have to drink this, alright—?"
Swish!
There was a blur of motion, as Himiko struck, her movements smooth, effortless and deathly precise.
There was a short moment of silence…
And then the top half of the bottle fell, the water making a sloshing sound as it poured right over his fingers.
Kyle sighed. "Don't tell me—"
Whoosh!
Himiko's body blurred as she propelled herself like a missile, the wind from her dash violently blowing her hair back as she closed the distance between them.
Her speed had already magnified multiple times over, and she was moving so fast that regular humans would fail to even track her movements.
But Kyle saw everything in good detail…
Her extended fingers that were reaching for his neck, her taut muscles as they contracted to increase her speed, her mouth which was wide open…
And her fangs which were now the right size.
"Now we're talking!"
The ascension was going perfectly well.
'Now, I just have to make sure I restrain her without harming her in any way…'
Kyle easily darted to the side and Himiko brushed past him, slamming into the wall.
'She's still getting used to her vampire speed.'
Himiko shook her head and turned to glare at him, she braced herself and then dashed—reaching him in a heartbeat.
She launched a right jab, but Kyle adjusted his position, his legs remaining rooted in place as he bent his body back, her fist flying right past him.
Quickly adjusting her posture, Himiko reached for his neck, her extended claws grazing his soft skin.
"Sorry about this…" Kyle said, as he shoved her back with a swift but gentle thump to the stomach.
And then she snarled, jumping to deliver two breathtaking kicks.
Boom!
Bang!
It was like being hit with a sledgehammer, only many times worse. Kyle blocked both blows, feeling his fingers ache from her newfound power.
He took two quick steps back, the water nearly falling out of his grip… only to trip on the couch, falling back on the soft cushion.
'Damn it!'
Himiko landed right atop him, her thighs locking his waist on both sides, and her arms caging him in.
She smiled, her face blushing red from excitement, just before she dug her teeth into his neck.
Crunch!
Nom nom nom…
"Hmm? Crunch??"
Himiko raised her head, only to see that she was chewing on the bottle, and as for Kyle…
He was already by the fridge, whistling as he took out the last bottle of water.
"Alright, let's try this again—"
Once again Himiko interrupted him, this time with a roundhouse kick that dug into his ribs, sending a jolt of pain through his body.
Kyle let out a stifled groan.
"Wow…"
He had taken the blow to gauge her strength, but now he was slowly regretting it.
Just as he was thrown to the side by the kick, Himiko grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him right towards her.
Snap!
She bit down, only to catch thin air as Kyle tore off his sleeve and sighed tiredly.
"Come on Miko, dessert later! Water first—"
Himiko rushed forward, her bloodlust intensifying with each passing second.
She was not even trying to fight him anymore, instead she was doing everything possible to grab him, just so that she could sink her fangs into his neck.
Kyle avoided her flurry of blows, ducked as her fingers cut the air above his head, catching a stray strand—then grabbed her back and twisted her to face him, bringing the water to her lips.
But the moment they came close to her, Himiko forcefully rocked herself back, doing a smooth flip to escape.
She landed on all fours like a cat, her footsteps noiseless.
This time, she didn't foolishly rush in… instead she searched the room, her frenzied mind thinking of the best way to get him.
Unfortunately for Kyle, her eyes landed on the couch.
Kyle slowly shook his head. "Don't tell me…"
Right before his eyes, she appeared right next to the couch and grabbed it with both hands.
Creak!
Wood groaned, cushions compressing under the strength of her hands as she lifted the large furniture into the air.
She turned to Kyle.
Kyle smiled and raised his hands in fake surrender. "Let's be rational here Miko… are you really going to…"
Vwooosh!
"She really did it…"
The couch was hurled right at Kyle like it weighed no more than a pillow, the trajectory set to crush him from above.
It came down seconds later, bringing with it a large gust of wind, but Kyle caught the couch with relative ease, balancing it on one hand.
"Just drink the water first—? Himiko?"
She was nowhere in sight.
"???"
And then suddenly, like a stubborn shadow, Himiko appeared right behind him, grabbing him by both shoulders as she drove her teeth right at his neck.
But this time, Kyle was ready.
He unhooked her hands from his shoulder, pushed her back, and then placed his foot behind her legs, all in one swift motion.
Himiko fell back, instinctively closing her eyes while expecting pain, but all she felt was Kyle's hand on her back, stopping her fall.
And the cool tip of the bottle as the water was placed into her mouth.
"?!"
Whoosh!
Kyle squeezed the other end of the bottle so hard that the water burst out of it, rushing down her throat.
She coughed and staggered back, accidentally swallowing multiple mouthfuls, before repeatedly coughing as she choked.
Immediately she shook off the feeling, she charged at him, tackling him to the ground, this time, Kyle did not resist.
She stuck her fangs into his neck, the blood rushing into her mouth like a leaking faucet.