Just a standard hunt. Nothing big just a simple small vamp nest. They've been dropping bodies all over town so it wasn't that hard to find their nest, besides, there aren't very many of their kind left. They're on the run, maybe one or two older ones but mostly newborns. It's kinda tragic, having to kill them. They were so alive maybe just days ago but it's the job.
Don't get me wrong, I love this. It was just all so knew to me. The thrill of the chase. The fighting, the running, and finally when you get to see people safe because of what you did. It's just so addicting and so here I am. First real hunt by myself.
They are shacked up at an old abandoned barn about 10 miles out of town near the highway. It isn't too far out but still remote enough to where I have to walk a good ways. I can feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins. I know I shouldn't be excited for this, I was walking straight into a death trap. All of my instincts should be screaming at me to leave but the closer I got the more I felt totally intoxicated with the thought of taking down a nest by myself no matter the size.
When the barn finally comes into view, I take a look around the perimeter to see if any of them are out and about. I don't see anyone, well, anything in my line of sight but still I decide to take it carefully. I've known hunters dying on less.
I find a side door and open it as stealthy as I can. It makes a few creaks. I step through the door one foot at a time. I can almost see my breathes in the air.
I put my hand to my side, gently unsheathing my machete and lifting it eye level. My blood goes cold as the stench of death hits me, I guess the job can't always be glamorous. I peer into several stalls trying to see where they are sleeping but I can't find a single one. My heart rate picked up as dread set in. I'm just overreacting, they're probably all in the front, I came in the back anyways.
A minute passes and still no sign of vamps except the smell. Maybe I did do something wrong. Unlikely but still, how much did I really know. This was only my first hunt alone. Wait a sec, movement,
I saw something move. I wasn't wrong. They're here...Oh crap. They're here and moving. That means they're awake. I wasn't entirely wrong. Only one detail. But hey, no one's perfect right. This is like grade school and tests only if you made a mistake you didn't die for it. Okay i'm screwed. I'm not going down without a fight though. If they want my blood they are going to work for it.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Their deep, ominous voice spouted from the darkness.
"Heh," I snorted out, i'm not letting this bastard scare me,"great job with the classic villain line but i'm not in the mood for talking."
"I can see that. Why are you here girl?" His voice boomed out louder this time, trying to compel an answer from me.
"I think you can guess why"
"I suppose I can, I guess this means you'll want to kill me." His Head turns to the side slightly as if in fascination. I say nothing in return, just staring him down the blade of my machete.
He walks away a bit and speaks again,"Well we can't all be reasonable," He turns around to face me again,"you do realize i'm the only one here right."
My mouth opens involuntarily as my breath quickens.
"Oh you thought there'd be more than just little ole me?"His tone is becoming more and more lighthearted but it only makes my stomach churn more and more aggressively. "No, we've long been hunted to the very tip of extinction. There's only a few of us left now. It gets quite lonely." I shuffle back when start to see his plan, maybe there's just a chance-
"So you've figured it out already. Aren't you just a quick one." He smiles at me with all of his teeth effectively smashing any of my hopes to get out. He won't let me leave alive. "Why don't you tell me what you've figured out" I hesitate, do I really want to give him what he wants. "I don't think you heard me. WHY DON'T YOU SHARE WHAT YOU'VE FIGURED OUT!" I can't hold back anymore. My face is overrun by tears as a start to answer.
"Your lonely, so you found a little town to settle down in," When he stopped talking I was able to regained a little of my composure and I tried to straighten my back with my next line,"You thought you could live with the locals for a bit probably. That was when the first death happened. Sarah Smith. 22. She was a kindergarten teacher, she believed anyone could do anything and she believed in you. When she found out who you were she-she freaked out. She tries to run, you couldn't have that, so you killed her. You never really cared for her she was just a way to pass the time but i'm guessing at this point you figured that no one human was going to stay with you. This town that she loved, you decided to make it a trap. Drop bodies and see what hunters come looking for you. I don't know whether to kill them or let them kill you." No matter how i tried I was still sobbing by the end of my explanation.
"You're almost right, only messed up on two things. I did love her, her smile shone through even the darkest nights. I didn't want to kill her but she, she gave me no choice."He started into the distance for a second before continuing,"Now the second thing, you see you were right, a few minutes ago. Then I saw you. You look like her you know. You have her smile." Wait how the hell has he seen my smile."I've been watching you since you got off the highway and stepped foot in these woods. So excited to come here. Did you ever think this would be your death."
"No, but it's to be expected. Hunting is dangerous, I know the risks." I don't know how imposing i can me right now but i'm staying true to my word, he's going to have to work to kill me no matter how sacred i am.
"Oh do you really now."
"I'm not afraid to die, but you should be." Still not very imposing but it's all i can do not to completely break down right then and there.
"You think you can even touch me. HAAHAAHAAA. Preposterous. What you really should be concerned about is after you die. You still don't know what's going to happen to you yet."
"What can be worse than death."
"Oh there are many things worse than death," He started to walk closer to me. I tried to back up but I was against a wall at this point. I frantically swing the machete at him. He just grabs it and tosses it to the side. Finally I just close my eyes and feel his slimy words against my neck, "Why don't we just find out" Pain flooded my body as I felt his teeth sink into the soft tissue of my neck. I thought he was just going to drain me but before I could pass out I saw him bite his own wrist and put it up to my neck.
"Wh-"
"Shhhhhh, just sleep."
With that my body gave out from beneath me and a collapsed by his feet. The last thing I saw was that smile, the one with all his teeth only this time they were dripping in blood, my blood.
