Brimstone Society Missions: The Finding of Bloodrayne by Animegamer2007

Disclaimer: I don't own Bloodrayne or anything else. Bloodrayne is property of Terminal Reality and it's Affiliates, any relation to persons living, dead, or undead is entirely coincidental.

EUROPE...early1930's

I watched in anticipation as my targets raced down the cobblestone street. I followed at an even pace, my steel heels clicking against the ground in rhythm. I could hear their un-even and un-dead heartbeats pound in fear and exhaustion. Many of the crumbling buildings had brilliant white crosses painted on the doors and windows to ward off evil, making them seem even more haunting in the moonlight.

One of these fuckers must know where Kagan is.

The woman tripped and slid a fair way down the street to the front of a parked car, which was blocking an alley. "Come on!" I heard her companion whisper urgently. Now was the perfect time. Time slowed down eerily, dialated perception you could say,allowing myself quick and un-seen access into the alley behind them and I slipped into the shadows. I grinned and bared my fangs. I had a trick up my sleeve.

Literally.

I fired the harpoon directly at his throat, slightly to the right. I wanted him alive enough to feel the pain I was about to deliver. I pulled the chain taut and yanked hard, pulling him towards me. He gave a surprised yelp as I round-housed him to the ground. He gave a grunt and I was on him immediately; my thirst was unbearable. I leaned towards his throbbing jugular, my mouth salivating at the mere thought of the satisfaction, but he pushed me off, punched me hard in my exposed stomach and attempted to run.

Son-of-a-bitch! Now I'm really pissed.

With the slightest flick of my wrist, I took my blades and I cleaved his head right off his shoulders with such force that his severed head landed in front of his lover.

She gasped and stared into the darkness looking for my whereabouts.

Hm, still in her human form. Ah, well. Might as well get this over with.

I walked into the street lamp's yellow light, allowing the glow to wash over my pale skin, fiery red hair and slick black leather outfit. I snapped the blades back to my wrists and grinned devilishly. Every fiber of my seductive body was craving blood and I swore that there would be killing done tonight.

She dropped to her knees and began to weep pitifully like a beaten dog. Pathetic, I almost felt sorry for her. Almost. Her weeps became more guttural and feral.

Shit!

I snapped back my arm blades and gripped the handle tightly. She gave a defiant hiss at me and smacked me on the right side of my face. Clearly I was caught off guard, but I wouldn't make that mistake again. I circled my prey like a lioness on the prowl, ready to strike.

She charged at me, but I was three steps ahead of her. I leapt into the air and delivered a swift spinning roundhouse to her face and landed nimbly behind her. I wasted no time in making sure I got what I wanted. I drove a spiked heel into her spinal column and reached for her left arm. I gave it a tug and the joint easily slipped out of socket. I could smell the fear on her.

"Where is he, bitch?" I growled.

She gave a horrendous siren-like shriek in warning and alarm.

Fuck! I can't let her call for back up now! Not when I'm so close!

I threw caution to the wind and took my right arm blade and placed it at the base of her neck and lifted her writhing, howling body from the ground. I removed the blade hastily and used my left blade to decapitate the bitch.

I smiled. But my moment of triumph was short lived, as I heard un-human like movement inside the buildings.

More vampires?But where are they?

I poised myself in a defensive position waiting for an all out assault. More and more movement rang in my ears, and I shifted my vision to my aura sense and saw many human-like figures move about in the buildings. Damn, at least fifteen of them. I grabbed the grenade attached to my belt and pulled the pin.

A shame, I was saving this for Kagan.

I dropped the grenade as the vampires shattered glass toaccost my position. The bomb detonated below me as I managed tojump on top of an old church roof. I glanced down at the flaming army, satisfied. The heat from the fire was strangely comforting. What I have in mind for Kagan is far worse. Rest in hell you sons-of-bitches.

I turned my eyes away from the dying blaze to notice an odd circular, red object dangling from a crucifix. A nagging voice was telling me it might be a trap, while another voice urged me towards the strange object. I plucked it from its perch and found it warm to the touch, as if someone had been watching my battle with the vampiric pair on the cobble stone streets below. A set of silver ornaments shaped like blades stuck out of the sides and the ruby-colored pendant had a bizarre emblem on the inside.

Something told me this was worth looking into.

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What do you think? It's my first fan fiction, so I'm kinda nervous of how well it'll go. If I get some reviews I might add on another chapter or so. The next chapter will have her searching for the headquarters and gets a rather helpfull tip from a rather unlikely source...