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Crucifixes for Ladies
A Stranger
Dean and Sam peered down at the thin sly figure ahead of them, that moved with such ease it appeared to be floating. Sam's strong hand brushed away the bush's branches in front of him, so he could get a better look at the figure ahead. Dean gripped his hand tightly around the bow he had in his hand, the arrow soaked in dead mans blood.
Half a week ago a friend of their father called telling them a group of out of town vampires had been terrorizing the town, killing people right in front of everybody and all that jazz. So the brothers kindly told the friend they would take care of the problem, part of the reason being that it was most likely the same vampires as last time, dad did say that were almost extinct, they reassured them self.
They had been following this one for almost and hour now, and the brothers were getting jaded waiting for a spot were they could shoot the damned thing and ask questions in a place where no on would see. Well now the finally found it. It was in a desolate hilly area. The vampire stretched out its arms and peered up into the dark starry sky.
Dean put his hand on the trigger faintly making sure not to make a sound. His eyes narrowed a he focused on his target, they really only got one shot at this. He squeezed the trigger slowly. Sam, aghast, jumped at the sound of the arrow being set off. The arrow rushed through the air and pierced the Vampires upper back. It let out a loud grunt of pain and shock. The brothers ran swiftly down the hill to meet the vampire, Dean ahead of Sam with the weapon strongly in his grip.
When the boys made it down to the vampire Dean jerked the weapon up and held it to the creatures head. He commanded in a rigid voice for it to turn around. It did as it was told, and slowly slipped off its Black hood, allowing it's long jet black hair to flow out. It resentfully turned around on it's heel, revealing that the vampire was a woman. Her face was soft and delicate yet at the same time awless and forbidding. Her skin a bizarre white and her lips lips a fierce red. Her eyes a crystal blue, only to be brought out by her deep dark circles under eyes. She put one leg in front of the other, forcing the arrow to her forehead. She stared deep into Dean's eyes. A large sadistic grin inched across her white face, exposing the tips of her long white fangs, through her red lips.
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