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realized that the sound was made by a human. This did not make sense to him. He could not fathom what this man must be doing in the abandoned shop. Stephen could see the confusion in his eyes. Vampires have specialized senses. They have the ability to smell humans, and they have an ability to feel their energy. There is no way that a mortal human should ever be able to sneak up on a vampire.
As the two stared one another down, the vampire began to understand exactly what was happening. The sword that Stephen was holding. The metal armor that he was wearing around his neck. The backpack that had been specially altered. This man was a vampire hunter and, at that moment, he was staring down his prey.
As the vampire released the woman’s head and stood up, a grin came over Stephen's face. With his left hand, he took a secure grip of the sword that he had taken out of his backpack. After what felt like an eternity, the vampire let out a shrill scream, unlike any sound a human would be capable of making, and charged directly at the hunter. Stephen sidestepped out of the way, causing the vampire to lose his balance. As he did, Stephen took the small sword out of its sheath and sliced through the air. As the vampire was charging past, the sword caught him right in the neck, slicing the vampire’s head completely off. Instantly, his body fell to the ground motionless.
As was always the case when he had completed a successful hunt, Stephen did not feel that it was necessary to hang around to admire his victory. He reached into his backpack and took out a cloth, which he used to clean the vampire blood off of his sword. After replacing the sheath and tossing the sword and cloth into his bag, he walked over to the young woman so he could check on her. While she was motionless before, she was now beginning to stir. With her previous captor dead, the mind control that she was under was now gone. As she was coming out of her daze, it became clear that she was still in pain and Stephen felt that it may be difficult to get her to safety. He used a special grip that he had learned in the military to ensure that she lost consciousness once again. His plan was to drop her off at the front door of a hospital where she could get proper medical attention.
Stephen carried the sleeping girl out of the abandoned shop and sat her softly onto the ground. After looking around to make sure she would be safe, he returned to the shop, found a gasoline can and doused the body and head of the vampire with the liquid inside. With the flick of a match, he set fire to the vampire. He returned outside, scooped the sleeping girl into his arms and disappeared into the night.
Rhea watched them closely as they left the scene. She turned around to look at her mistress. Without needing Rhea to say a word, Vivian simply nodded her head to let her know that the question need not be spoken. Vivian had deep emerald colored eyes that shined in the moonlight. Her hair was as black as night and was slightly damp from the moisture in the night air.
"How many times does this have to happen? That is yet another one of our kind that he has killed in cold blood." Rhea said as she walked over to Vivian and wrapped her arms loosely around her. She laid her head down on Vivian's exposed bosom, nuzzling her face in the exposed cleavage.
"I know it is disturbing but he had it coming to him. The creature in that shop was not like us. He was going to kill that girl for no other reason than his own pleasure. It is better that he is gone." Vivian said as she stroked Rhea's hair.
"Are we going to be next? Is he going to spot us at some point and come after us too?" Rhea questioned, not bothering to lift her head up from Vivian's ample chest.
"That is a question that I do not have an answer for right now. All I know is that if he does decide to come for us, we must be ready for him."
Chapter Two
Making a Deal
Stephen
As the two stared one another down, the vampire began to understand exactly what was happening. The sword that Stephen was holding. The metal armor that he was wearing around his neck. The backpack that had been specially altered. This man was a vampire hunter and, at that moment, he was staring down his prey.
As the vampire released the woman’s head and stood up, a grin came over Stephen's face. With his left hand, he took a secure grip of the sword that he had taken out of his backpack. After what felt like an eternity, the vampire let out a shrill scream, unlike any sound a human would be capable of making, and charged directly at the hunter. Stephen sidestepped out of the way, causing the vampire to lose his balance. As he did, Stephen took the small sword out of its sheath and sliced through the air. As the vampire was charging past, the sword caught him right in the neck, slicing the vampire’s head completely off. Instantly, his body fell to the ground motionless.
As was always the case when he had completed a successful hunt, Stephen did not feel that it was necessary to hang around to admire his victory. He reached into his backpack and took out a cloth, which he used to clean the vampire blood off of his sword. After replacing the sheath and tossing the sword and cloth into his bag, he walked over to the young woman so he could check on her. While she was motionless before, she was now beginning to stir. With her previous captor dead, the mind control that she was under was now gone. As she was coming out of her daze, it became clear that she was still in pain and Stephen felt that it may be difficult to get her to safety. He used a special grip that he had learned in the military to ensure that she lost consciousness once again. His plan was to drop her off at the front door of a hospital where she could get proper medical attention.
Stephen carried the sleeping girl out of the abandoned shop and sat her softly onto the ground. After looking around to make sure she would be safe, he returned to the shop, found a gasoline can and doused the body and head of the vampire with the liquid inside. With the flick of a match, he set fire to the vampire. He returned outside, scooped the sleeping girl into his arms and disappeared into the night.
Rhea watched them closely as they left the scene. She turned around to look at her mistress. Without needing Rhea to say a word, Vivian simply nodded her head to let her know that the question need not be spoken. Vivian had deep emerald colored eyes that shined in the moonlight. Her hair was as black as night and was slightly damp from the moisture in the night air.
"How many times does this have to happen? That is yet another one of our kind that he has killed in cold blood." Rhea said as she walked over to Vivian and wrapped her arms loosely around her. She laid her head down on Vivian's exposed bosom, nuzzling her face in the exposed cleavage.
"I know it is disturbing but he had it coming to him. The creature in that shop was not like us. He was going to kill that girl for no other reason than his own pleasure. It is better that he is gone." Vivian said as she stroked Rhea's hair.
"Are we going to be next? Is he going to spot us at some point and come after us too?" Rhea questioned, not bothering to lift her head up from Vivian's ample chest.
"That is a question that I do not have an answer for right now. All I know is that if he does decide to come for us, we must be ready for him."
Chapter Two
Making a Deal
Stephen
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