A/N: this is my first fanfic.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all. sobs

Dancing In The Dark

A Dream

In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.
What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?

THE END-

Edger Allan Poe

……

The vampire jumped off the fire escape route and landed cautiously on the wet grass. A small rain shower had dampened his delicate senses. With his right hand casually tucked in his pocket, his left hand holding the pocket knife he carried around. He prepared to hit a steady run, tightening his leather boots. He didn't doubt his physical abilities, but the rain slowed down his pace.

He wandered down the dim lit park. The little bit of light, the streetlights provided overhead stung his eyes, and the air seemed colder than it usually was. No matter, things were determined to get hotter very soon. He licked his lips as his gaze caught sight of a girl sitting on a park bench. The scent of her blood teased his nostrils.

A moment later the man appeared in front of her. He pinned her against the bench, his hands next to her shoulders, holding her captive. He leaned over and swiftly bit into her neck.

Pleasure. The thrill.

Warm liquid flowed down his throat. the sweet taste sealed his mouth and he smiled against her flesh. When the last drop left her body she fell limp against the park bench. The man picked her up and roughly and threw her against the nearest tree. Hearing her neck snap gave the strange man a sick kind of happiness. Smirking to himself, he wiped the blood off his lips and exited the park.

"Lets try to make this quick." ChiChi said, as she pushed the door open, and stared into the dimly lit bar room . A heavy gray cloud of smoke hovered above them. From cigarettes, no other. This was not a happy place.

Their current assignment was to hunt down and kill Eli, one of the hundreds of vampires in the city. All they had to do is follow the simplest rules of a hunter: don't get caught in the act and don't leave evidence.

They wore their usual black apparel. It made it easier to disappear when dangerous shit went down.

"Eli!" Bulma called boldly, peering through the obscuring smoke, while checking that her knifes were in place with one under her sleeve and one tucked in her calf high boot. When the three girls walked in the bar it was full of rough laughter and hard metal rock. Now the room was filled with hushed whispers.

"Why are you looking for me? You here to bare your neck?" she felt his lips touch her throat. He appeared out of nowhere it seemed.

Before his fangs could pierce her neck she shoved him into a random chair that happened to be behind him. Bulma then used this moment of confusion, to unsheathe her black knife from under her sleeve. Before he could recover, she drove her knife into his heart and twisted it roughly. The kill was silent and quick. Bulma absently cleaned her knife on her pants and touched her throat to reassure herself there were no puncture marks.

18 kicked Eli's leg that was sprawled straight in front of her." That was him, right?"

"He fit the description Lee gave us. Blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and wears only red. You don't see that a lot in their kind." ChiChi said as she sensed a vampire behind and automaticly went for her knife. Vampires may of hunted alone, but they were quick to defend their kind.

A roar sounded behind her. Smiling, she grasped the vampire's arm just above his elbow, turned and bent it to put her knife into his gut, and sent him flipping onto his back.

In typical bar like fashion, chaos exploded around them it was almost Devils hour. Midnight was when most of the vampires killing was done. The clock stuck once, twice...

"Come on." Bulma and ChiChi sheathed her weapons and started for the back door.

Along the way to the door another vampire reached for 18's leather coat. Bulma moved to protect her, but 18 didn't give her a chance. More agitated then annoyed, and without hesitation she drew her double daggers. Holding both of her daggers with a death grip she shoved them into each side of the leeches the throat. She held them there for a few seconds and ripped them out feircely. The poor vampire gagged, coughed, and staggered back into a table, knocking over drinks, and started a new quarrel between the restless vampires.

The three hunters continued for the back exit. When they left the bar more vampires flooded out. Fists shaking in the air. They swore their revenge the women of the night that ruined their good drink.

18 stepped into the driver's seat of her black Jaguar and turned the keys while the others got in. She revved the engine twice and rode off, while rain gently beat the windshield.

... A week later….

"What is the new job?" 18 asked as the two girls entered Lee's office behind her.

Lee was about three or four hundred years old. It was hard to tell because his
appearance made him look about thirty-five at the most. Lee was a vampire and also a mercenary and dealer. Luckily, Lee thirsted for money more then blood. That is why he could be trusted. They brought him the goods, and they been doing it for years. If somebody thought that working with a vampire was almost suicidal no one mentioned it yet. Lee had taught the girls everything they knew. He taught them what a hunter was and the value of their talents.

"Ladies. When you sit we can talk particulars." Lee announced pointing to the chairs in front of him." Even if you girls choose not to take my offer, which I highly doubt...You will be well paid for your services."

"We're listening" Bulma said, her voice as silky as a spiders web. Tantalizing. She crossed her legs gently over the other.

"As I thought." Lee grinned while he popped in the DVD in the DVD player and pressed play. "You may recognize this footage from the recent murders we been having in the city. The short video was the broadcast taken less then taken a week ago about a body of a man in his late thirties found in the back of a night club's dumpster. This kill was made from Kakkorot also known as Goku Son. He appears harmless, but ladies he is a dangerous vampire." Their boss explained as he placed a photo on the table.

"I wouldn't mind tapping that-" ChiChi began

"Chi be serious" Bulma hushed her.

A new report appeared on the screen." This is Krillen he is not one of the tallest vampires there is, but don't let is size fool you. He murdered a teenager that was walking home from a friend house. I'm guessing coming home from a late party." Lee passed a new picture out for the ladies to see.

New footage came on the screen. "Vegeta may be the hardest to destroy. He is one of the ruthless vampires out there. He mutilates his victims. His last kill that we know of right now was a man in his early twenties. He seems to enjoy acting like an animal." He threw his picture right in front of Bulma.

She leaned over to look at the picture closely, "Well his hair seems intimidating." She smirked

"The offer for these vampires death is half a million for each one. With this money, girls do as you please. Are you interested?'

"Sounds fun" 18 acknowledged. Bulma and ChiChi nodded in agreement.

... The next morning….

Bulma read the newspaper out loud to her best friends in their shared apartment. She read it and couldn't believe it. Bulma read it again to herself. Then perhaps she just stared at the news print.

"Damn" she muttered throwing the newspaper at a porcelain vase that was sitting on top of the fireplace, shattering it into thousands of tiny pieces.

"Your cleaning that shit up." 18 said calmly, used to Bulma's usual outbursts.

"What now?" ChiChi sighed slouching farther in her chair, waiting for anyone to answer.

"Didn't we just get this job yesterday? Now one of those leeches are breaking people's necks and leaving them out in the open." Bulma said while sweeping up the glass

"We should to find some leads then." ChiChi said, while Bulma was putting away the broom.

"We should find some of the vampires friends, so they can give us information we are looking for to find are guys. What cha' say?" Bulma grinned as they walked into a spare bedroom around the corner, and she sat down in front of her computer, while typing furiously as she searched for any leads that was able to give her information about Vegeta, Goku, and Krillen. Minutes later she found all the information she needed

"Choose one, maybe two friends who will give us the information we need to find the leech's we are looking for" Bulma smirked looking behind her where ChiChi and 18 were gaping at the screen.

ChiChi was the first one to recover, "Lets use the guy with the 'x' on his cheek."

"Good choice, Yamcha is the lucky winner" Bulma laughed printing his file.

18 gasped "Hey isn't he that guy who hangs at the Stillhouse almost every night checking out chicks on the dance floor?"

"Now won't this be easy? Well go and get him and bring him back here. Well do anything to get answers out of him." Bulma said giving the man one last glance on the monitor before she shut it off.

End of my first chapter. What do the people who read my fic think? Plz review with respect and honesty. I'll try to update soon.

Bye-

Painted1Golden