The RavenHill Vampires

Angel huffed, Don had been ignoring her for the past three hours. Her wings were starting to ache and her stomach was rumbling, "Don? Can we stop to eat" she w.h.i.n.ed. Don raised his eyebrows at her "could you sound any more like a five-year-old" Angel pouted and grabbed his hand "please" she said. Don sighed "fine," he said flatly, Angel smiled and pointed over to lights in the distance "let's stop there," she said. Don nodded and turned to study the map he was holding again.

Soon enough they arrived at the small town, they landed behind a building and Don grinned at Angel "this is where the fun stuff begins" he said, Angel's eyes went wide when he threw a brick at the back window the building. The alarms started blaring, Don jumped through the window, a second later his head popped up and he beckoned her inside "hurry up!" He said before his head disappeared again, Angel looked around then she jumped after him. The shop smelled like dust and mold, the carpet was a stained yellow. Curtains and colorful scarves hung from the high ceiling, Angel was in awe of the weird place. The best thing about the shop was the racks of clothes, stacks of clothes hung on rails and were folded up in boxes "what is this place..." Angel said she ran her fingers over the soft fabric of a skirt. Donavan shrugged "an old thrift store," he said grabbing at a leather jacket hanging on a stand "why are we in here?" Angel questioned Don, laughed "we're getting jackets to cover up our wings so the E.N.D can't find us," he said. Angel frowned "won't they recognize our faces?" she said, Don put the jacket on "I plan for us to be very far away when they finally figure it out" he zipped the jacket up and grinned "shall we go madam" he said in a posh accent, Angel grinned back at him "we shall".