"Because I'm the good guy, I'll give you one minute to run. It's more of a challenge for me this way."
Hands on his hips, the vampire's red eyes gleamed like a cat's as it cornered its prey. Planting her feet firmly on the ground, the young huntress just narrowed her eyes.
"Isn't it usually the other way around? You do understand that I'm the hunter, right?"
"We're both hunters here." He whispered. "But you don't look like one. Every vampire hunter I've ever encountered tied hair out of their face. And despite your grey hair, aren't you a little young? And I can't take you seriously when your arms are boney little twigs."
He glanced at the branch that hung above, but she didn't notice. All of the things he'd said were true. Even the grey hair, though she was only fifteen. There were reasons she was trying not to let her mind delve back into.
She just stared at him and drew her vampire gun from its holster. "This minute's taking too long. Goodnight, vampíre."
Her too-slow finger didn't get the chance to pull the trigger before a figure fell from above and swept her feet away from behind. She let the gun slip from her fingers and her knees buckle beneath her, but her attacker had different plans. He quickly lifted her up by her shoulders, grasping her arms in a painful position that prevented her escape.
"So now what?" the first vampire spoke. "Unarmed and not dangerous. She looks pretty tasty, huh, Zyron?"
The vampire behind her chuckled pulled her closer. "Notice how she's so helplessly vulnerable, yet she doesn't scream! Must be a pride thing."
"You monsters." The huntress uttered. "If you so much as breathe on my neck, you'll be on our list too."
She truly was helpless at this point since the position of her arms immobilized her. The first vampire walked over and picked up the gun.
"We aren't going to hurt you." she blinked. The girl had thought for sure she was beat. He approached her and looked down slightly because of his height. "You're pretty young to be hunting alone. You're skill level is low and you have a lot to learn about us."
He took a step back and nodded to the second vampire, Zyron. When he released her, the girl immediately took a few steps away from them and rubbed her aching arms. No permanent damage to anything but her pride, even if she'd be sore for a few hours.
Her gun was offered to her. She glanced suspiciously at the vampire. He looked her age, though the extra height he'd had earlier wasn't only because she'd been leaning over. Light brown hair grew from his head, and his eyes had returned to a natural shade of green. She knew him. But he wouldn't recognize her.
"We haven't done you any harm, so we're trusting you won't shoot us?"
She snatched her gun. "You shouldn't throw your trust around to strangers. Especially strangers who want you dead."
The green eyed one smirked again but answered. "No harm done. And," he started backing up to leave. "you don't seem that strange."
With that, both vampires disappeared.