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Vampire Hunters
By xmcr.fob.patdx

 


Ashley's P.O.V

There was a thumping noise, like the sound of a hearts beat.

I opened my eyes and turned to face where the noise was coming from. Bob.

He was hammering boards of wood onto the windows, it was pitch black but I could see him clearly. I could smell the blood pumping in his veins and could almost taste it.

I silently got up and walked over to him.

He was totally oblivious to it and carried on hammering down onto the wooden boards.

I was now standing right behind him, extending my fangs and getting ready to attack.

He walked backwards and into me. So much for the big sneak attack.

Bob turned around and stared at me.

“Err, Ash, you feeling okay?” He asked.

I grinned. “Yeah I'm fine, but you know what would make me feel ever better?”

His face turned white and he backed up to the wall. “Wh…what's that?”

“Blood.”

Franks P.O.V

“Gerard there's too many!” I yelled, swinging my fist at some creepy red dude.

“No! We can win! We must win!” Gerard replied whilst being dived on top of by a vampire.

The red dude came back and jumped at me, sending me to the floor.

He sat on top of me and took his dagger out. He started slashing cuts into my arms as they where covering my face.

It was pure agony, but I didn't want him to stab me in the eyes or something mad like that.

Suddenly the weight was brought up off me. I removed my arms from my face and saw a girl stabbing the red dude continuously with a kitchen knife.

I got up and took the knife off her. “Whoa girl slow down, I think he's dead already.”

She looked at me and smiled. “Sorry, sometimes when I'm…” she cut herself off and snatched the knife out of my hands.

She threw it and it landed square in another red guys (which are Demons by the way lol) heart.

I looked at her, wide eyed and mouth open. She just smiled and took another knife out which was hiding in her long black trench coat.

“I've never seen you around here before, what's your name?”

“Sara, Sara Jacobsson. Yours?” She replied.

“Frank Iero.”

“How did you get here?” I yelled as I stabbed some random Demon guy.

“Vampires. I'm a vampire hunter. Was on an attack where a vampire shot me with a bow and arrow, my own fucking weapon. Me and my best friend Kia had been on it for years, she was a vampire herself but was totally against them.” She called back.

“Seriously? Well, what happened to your friend?” I asked, whilst throwing the knife into some vampire. Didn't affect him much but never mind.

“I dunno. I left her on her own when I died. Most likely they have captured her and are torturing her to death, they did that with the other vampire hunters we worked with.” Sara yelled taking a stake out of her trench coat and stabbing it into a vampire who was trying to sink its teeth into her.

“Damn girl! You're loaded!” I yelled, taking a knife out of one of the holders in the coat.

“What do you expect? I'm a vampire hunter, we have to have everything ready for an attack. And since I died during one I got all my stuff.”

I just shrugged and stabbed another one of those red creeps who though he could start on me.

Hannah's P.O.V

I watched as Frank fought with that girl.

She wasn't even pretty, or his type…Ok, she was stunning, way prettier than me.

Her lovely dirty blonde hair plaited, her crystal blue eyes, her perfect smile. Oh, how I envied her.

Why couldn't I look like her? Why did I have to have green eyes and brown hair with freckles dotted about my face? It wasn't fair.

I sighed, walking away, well that was before I bumped into someone.

“You don't like it do you? You wish you where her? Help me and you can have what you want. What you say?” the stranger asked, holding onto my arms.

His hood covered his face so I couldn't see who it was.

I nodded my head yes and could tell he was smiling. “What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to go back to Earth and bring me something back.” He replied.

My eyes narrowed. “What back?”

“Kia Knight.”

TBC….

 

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