Disclaimer: No copyright infringement or insult is intended. This is hopefully the first of a series that centre on two characters I thought could work well together.
The lady known as Jenny Calendar ran for her life.
Crashing through doors, running faster than she ever had before.
Criticising herself the whole time for being so colossally stupid.
The thing stalking her had been her assignment.
The vampire Angelus. She knew better than most just what he was capable of.
Documented accounts of atrocities.
Epic stories of brutality.
Infamous tales of cruelty.
Each and every one of them flew through her mind in a fear fuelled frenzy.
Racing down hallways.
She spared a brief glance behind her only to see that hungry look, that lust for the hunt.
Escape is blocked..
He wouldn't kill her yet.
Cannot get out.
Panic seized her hammering heart.
Doors were locked.
He was known to make sport of his victims first.
Cannot get out.
There were fates worse than death.
Instinct screamed that way.
Angelus had invented a few.
Her legs shook with adrenaline.
The Kalderash Clan had claim to some as well.
Her lungs burned in protest.
One had been a curse.
Up, had to go up.
Placing the monster in a cage.
Help!
But now the monster was free.
Anybody!
Chasing her in the name of vengeance.
Please!
She couldn't see where he was.
Somebody.
Cold arms caught her in a strong undead embrace.
Save me.
A lightning fast move.
A body dropped to the floor.
Stepping over the crumpled form of Angelus the red and blue clad man offered a warm hand to the lady known as Jenny Calendar.
"Don't worry you're safe now."
