Ryah didn't even have a split second to make a single sound before someone nabbed him from behind. He let out a muffled curse, his heartbeat spiking and jackhammerimg in his chest. He should have known, should have been more careful. Being paranoid saved lives sometimes. Being caught unawares? Stupid,<i>stupid</i>rookie mistake.<br/><br/>Panic and anger began to flood his system, his fight-or-flight mechanic going haywire. He twisted and jerked about, not getting his assailant to budge even an inch. The utter feeling of despair waged through him, making his stomach drop.<i>No, not like this</i>, he thought, desperately.<br/><br/>The vampire's words did nothing to reassure him, and if anything, had him fighting harder. Ryah fought back a shudder at the feel of cool lips on his neck, so very very close to a vein. He stomped down hard on the vampire's foot, hoping for something, anything. He just needed a chance, however small.