"relax," i tried to calm myself. "you never miss." i was looking down from what seemed like a six story building, seconds away from shooting a steel arrow from my bow, to my target. A soft melody played in my head, i hummed along with it. surprisingly it made me more focused. I took one last deep breath and shot my arrow. i was pleased to see my arrow pierce through the heart of my moral enemy... a vampire. the sound of the creature's scream in agony, made me smile. Then it was dead silent. I continued to hum the tune in my head while I packed my deadly weapon in its case. I sighed 'dad would have been proud' I thought.
Just like my father, I was in fact a vampire hunter. my father had taught me everything he knew before he died five years ago when I was twelve. At six, he told me what he did for a living. Of corse at the time, I didnt know what vampires were, as I grew older, my knowledge and hate for vampires grew.
I was down and out on the street walking towards my red sport-bike. I reached in the back pocket of my jeans and took out my flat cellphone. 'one missed call' I read on the screen. I had earlier put it on silent in case it would ring when I was making a shot.
My finger gently pressed the call back button and held the phone up to my ear.
"I shot him, go pick him up." I said when I heard a slight click on the other end.
"Did you at least check if it was dead?" the low voice answered
"Andrew..." my voice sounded irritated.
"Oh, my bad i forgot." andrew chuckled once. "Charlotte never misses."
"Pick. Up. The. Body." I said slowly, trying to control my temper. and ended the call before andrew could talk back.
Andrew was one of the few of My hunter friends. my 'competition' i would usually call him. He was one of the best, but I was slightly better than him. The only thing he was good at was hiding the vampire remains. not one have ever been found. whenever I killed, and needed to hide it, I would call andrew and he would stash it.
I swiftly straddled my sport-bike and carefully put my chestnut colored hair up so I could put my helmet on. with the case that held one of my hunting weapons, strapped on my back, I started up my bike and sped away into the darkness.