The Hunter of Chi Town
Yes I'm a witch; I'm 22 years old and could really care less about the world. I'm my own woman; I don't need a man in my life. I can please myself. Ok I have one cat one black and I have dog too. Bastet is my black cat and my wolf her name is Tala. Oh my name, my name is Jade, Jade Abraham van Helsing. I'm a 13th generation witch and 14th generation vampire hunter. Yes my family tree is strange; throughout history we vampire hunters have been helping to keep those bloodsuckers at bay. But the populations of those bloodsuckers have been growing in the last 2 to 3 years- and seeing as I'm the last of the Helsing I have my work cut out for me. Despite that, I won't rest until I have my uncle's head mounted on my wall. Yes I hate my uncle; he sold his soul to one of the vamp lords. Now it's my job to kill him. He will pay for what he's done to my family I'll make sure of that. Even if it kills me.
Location: Chicago, 11:00 pm
The streets of Chicago are lonely at night but then again, I guess that's why I moved here. Too escape from my past. You see I was the only one that made it out of the fire that consumed the rest of my family. I lost every thing that I loved in that fire. Trouble seems to follow me wherever I go... But having two jobs does help to keep my mind of things. I 've obtained a large house and all my family's money. I live alone beyond the company of my cat and a dog wolf I should say . The jobs I keep are more to my liking nowadays, as by day I run an herb shop you could say it's a hobby of mine. By night, I hunt vampires. A strange profession for most, but not for me. After-all, its in the blood. "There you are." I murmured looking into the darkness. I could see the reddish glow of his eye's "danm bloodsuckers, I could smell you miles away" I spat as we circled each other. "So ready to dance" I grinned turning to face the thing in the dark. The thing growled like a wild animal and showed its teeth. I could see that the collar and the front of his shirt was stained with the blood of his last victim, It was possible I'd have to find them as well tonight.
I whipped out my ash wood stakes and attempted for a rapid strike straight at the heart- but in that moment there came a rumble and the ground began to shake. I lost my footing and fell to the ground. My prey melted away in that same moment.
"Shit" I cursed, "you got a be fucking kidding me." I got up brushed myself off and went to see what make the ground shake. My tracking skills lead me to an open area. I didn't like the feel of the area. It made my hair on the back of my neck stand up. But something wasn't right I smelled the bittersweet odor of gravedust. That only means one-thing … Vampires. I hate vampires. The one thing in the world and its vampires it couldn't be frogs it had to vampires.
Not saying I'm ungrateful for their presence here; it gives me an opportunity to thin the ranks of those bloodsuckers one biter at a time.
Just then the ground began to shake again, but this time the ground crumbled to dust and rubble beneath my feet. I didn't scramble fast enough and fell down with the collapsing earth. I fell into darkness, my head bounced on rock- the pain blanking out my senses one by a moment I came to, I remember was hearing the roar of engines and some voices. "Yo bros I found someone, I think she's still alive" one of voice's said. "Lets take her back to Charley's place she'll know what to do" said another voice. "Bros lets ride" said another voice much deeper than the first two. Then someone was hoisting me up and I lapsed back into unconciousness.