The Day of Promises

The morning sun peered down on the black-haired teenager as he swam at top speed toward the surface. He had been worried about Eve's condition ever since the notification rang in his head, and only a visual confirmation of her health could soothe his mind.

He pushed and kicked explosively, cutting through the murky dark blue waters with ease. With a final butterfly kick, he burst through the surface and dug his vampire claws into the nearest ice platform. Grabbing on tight, Jason pulled himself up with his back muscles and quickly raised his right hand to block a blinding ray of sunshine.

The black-haired teenager bent over to squeeze the water from his hair and glanced around the platform anxiously, seeing nothing. As he walked toward the center of the severed platform, a chilling scythe found its place at his adam's apple, forcing out a loud yelp.