Hey Blood here it’s my turn to write you’ve read my story well we got three left and next up is Hunt. His old name was Kieran Bennett and he was once busboy at a local restaurant, now the only thing he is cleaning is the blood stains from his clothes. You can’t see this but he just gave me the “I’m going to kill you while you sleep” look, F.Y.I that look works really well when he is sharpening a very long dagger.
Kieran encountered his first vampire a less destructive more seductive way (there’s that look again). He was clearing glasses at the Bar wine glasses, cocktail glasses, shots. You know the usual stuff when he noticed the bars only remaining customer. A tall blonde with perfect curves, Sapphire blue eyes, and thin legs that were folded gracefully, her body was outlined perfectly by a short black dress that revealed a lot of her lacey underwear. He swore under his breath and carried on with his job, unable to take his eyes away he approached her to gather the empty glasses that littered the bar around her.
“Ummmm excuse me miss. . .” he began, but paused mid sentence as she turned to him unfolding her legs and revealing some of what was beneath that lacey underwear.
“Yes . . .” she looked at his nametag “Kieran?”
“I’m sorry miss but you’re going to have to leave.” He tried to steel his voice but fiddling with her necklace drew his eye to her subtle breasts. She noticed this and smiled
“I promised myself I wouldn’t leave until I found a man.” Her smile faded with a sigh and she turned to stand. A thought burrowed its way into his mind
“Well all I need to do is pick up these glasses and I’m off duty” he casually mentioned. “Maybe we could visit a motel and chat over a glass of wine.”
“Thanks but I only date men not boys” she followed this with a seductive laugh and stood to leave
“Not a problem I’m 21” he lied. The response was almost immediate and before he knew it she was on top of him in a cheap motel, one hand lightly cupping her ass and the other toying with her nipple as she kissed his neck and ripped his shirt from him. He removed both hands from her body and slowly moved them up to the zipper of her dress slowly he pulled it down as he gently kissed her breasts. She sat up and lifted her dress over her head. She reached down and rubbed the growing bulge in his pants she lent in her eyes full of lust, or hunger he heard a scuff like a knife being drawn from its sheathe. His instincts kicked in and he pulled up his knees at once, they cracked into her spine and he threw her from him. He was right she had drawn a blade a 6inch long knife curved slightly at the tip to hook into flesh, the blade was dipped in a blue green liquid that Kieran didn’t recognize. Leaping up he dodged her first slash. He reached for a chair that lay toppled by the bed. He grabbed it and swung it smashed into her head and blood poured from the gash it made. She kept coming though. Aiming for his throat each time she swung the tiny blade. He needed a weapon grasping at anything remotely useful he saw a glimmer of blood red. He grabbed a dual ended knife the blades made of red steel and the hilt of black diamond. He didn’t know how it got there all he knew was that a blade was coming towards his neck and now he could defend himself he ducked and lashed out barely scrapping her abdomen. She leapt back, as the blades caught alight with a dark fire erupting from either end he reached into it instinctively and drew back an invisible bow the arrow forming from the dark flames.
“Oh by the way Bitch” he let loose the arrow, impaling her neck and burning the flesh from her bones “I’m seventeen” her scream came out as a gurgle as she choked on blood and the dark fire consumed her.
He watched the gruesomely as her once perfect body writhed unnaturally. Her hair once golden was now a mane of destruction. She contorted her body folding in on itself, the soft skin that moments ago was being pressed against him, was now charred and blooded. His burning bow in one hand and his other still trapped in the position when he let the arrow go, the flames were now spreading from his fingertips up the length of his arm. The bow collapsed inwards the flames pouring across his skin like water. They engulfed him and as he strained against the force of the almighty blaze, he heard his own scream detached from his body that now lay on the ground in front of him. He was now just a spirit tethered to the world by barely a thread, he watched in horror as the flames began to drain his soul away in those moments Kieran felt like he would be drained away.
But as the flame neared the final remnants of his soul the eyes of his body opened. He blinked and was back in his body the knife-Bow was the only source of light left in the empty world.
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