Stepping out onto the stage I noticed my target front and center. His tall, muscular frame stood out against the crowd. His dark hair stood out on his noticeably pale, snowy white skin. His dark eyes hungry, with thirst and desire. I felt the music before I heard it. As I swayed my hips from side to side, his eyes followed. Wrapping a leg around the pole in the center of the catwalk. I dipped and rolled my hips, from side to side. I crawled across the stage slowly and seductively towards him. Stopping a foot away from him I rolled onto my back and arched my body. Rubbing a hand from my neck down my breast towards my center, I made eye contact with him. His dark red eyes flashed taking in my scent, before becoming completely black.
His dark eyes stayed trained on me the rest of the night. I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I headed to the dressing rooms. I changed out of my skimpy costume that left little to be desired. I changed into my black leggings and white tank top. I slipped on my black knee high boots. Then I put on my black leather jacket. Before I reached the door, I slipped my lucky lighter into my bra.
I slipped out the back door into the alley way. Ready to end this game I looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I headed to the main street, still nothing. This one seemed to be careful. I walked a couple of blocks before I heard him on the roof top of the building beside me. He was stalking me. He was the kind who liked to play with his food. Maybe it was wrong of me, but I kept walking, enjoying the game he thought he was playing. I stopped to light a cigarette, and then I continued on my way. By the time I finished my cigarette I knew he was growing impatient, and would soon take me. Wanting to keep the advantage I had, I took a right into the next ally way. I heard him drop from the roof ahead, and landed behind me with a light thud. Knowing no ordinary human would be able to hear that I kept walking. Keeping my heart rate steady was the hardest for me. My inner hunter was itching for a good fight. Only a few more minutes I told myself.
Sure enough, not even a minute later I felt an ice cold hand on my wrist. The owner of said hand pulled me around to face him. I braced my hands on his chest, I slowly brought my eyes to meet his black orbs.
"Where do you think you're going my sweet." He said in a deep hungry tone.
I froze pretending to be shocked and memorized. Like I said before, I know it's wrong, but I do love a good game.
"Anywhere you want me to darlin'" I replied in a breathy voice.
He grinned evilly obviously liking my answer. He pulled me into the shadows and started to kiss my neck. I knew how he normally did this considering I've been watching him for the past two weeks. I learned everything about him. Where he lived, his hunting grounds, and the way he liked to take his victims. He liked to have a little fun before he feed. He would toy with his victim then he would rape her if she refused to have sex with him. After all was said and done, he would feed. Needless to say he was a sick fuck. A sick fuck that I was ready to rid the world of. He slid my leather jacket off of my shoulders. While licking and sucking on my neck. I reached my arms up and around his neck, urging him to come down to my level. I brought my mouth up to his neck, and I bite into it with my razor sharp teeth. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me into the opposite wall. He looked shocked. That was my favorite part. They never see it coming.
"What the fuck are you" he growled.
"I am a hunter" I said with a small smirk.
"Impossible there are no more hunters" he said with rage charging at me.
I jumped over him and planted a solid kick to his ass, which sent him flying through the brick wall. He recovered quickly and charged at me again. This time I swiped my leg out causing him to fall to the ground and make a crater in the assault. I was quick to straddle his hips and pinned his legs down with my feet before he could get up.
"There is only one left" I said as I tore his head from his body.
I dismembered the rest of him before carrying his pieces to a nearby Dumpster and tossing them in. I saved one of his arms for last; I lit it on fire before tossing it in. I watched the flames spread and the purple smoke rise. Satisfied with my kill I turned around and headed out of the ally way.
My name is Bella Swan and I am The Hunter.
