Chapter one
Once upon time, in a small village in north England, there was an old mansion. No one of the citizens of the village stepped near that mansion 'cause they believed the house was haunted. There were stories of several young girls disappearing when they tried to find a reason of why people got creeps of the mansion. Only one man, considered mad, got out alive. He talked about monsters hidden in human bodies. He especially remembered their faces, which was weird shaped and their teeth that was like tangs. But part from that house the village was all normal. Mrs. Wigg was the village's gossiper. Mr. Orland owned the pub. There was a slaughterer and a blacksmith. Everything was made so that the village didn't need to deal with the outer world. The village was covered by mountains from north, west and east, so the only road to the village was through the forest in the south. The forest was also haunted according to the citizens. So they really didn't like to go out from their homes and across the forest. But now let's start with the real story.
It was late night and a cool breeze blew through the girl's long hair. A lady came walking on the road towards the village glancing at the green grass. She held a stake in her right hand and she wore dark clothes that made the picture of her full. An old farmer named Pete Roseland spoke out in the night; she comes in the night the lady of darkness. To fuel the evil of all the land and slaughter the ones who stand in her way. The girl heard him and looked superior upon him. Who are you farmer that dare talk about the girl who has traveled long way to save your skin from the evilness in your villages mansion? The man stood quiet on his spot and looked libeled at another direction. The girl continued her journey towards the Pub for a place to eat and sleep. She needed to rest to get her powers for tomorrow when she were supposed to kill the vampires and all the other evil in the mansion.
A shadow ran towards the mansion while the people looked at the Slayer. At the door of the mansion the shadow, who was just a boy, pounded at the door. Is anybody at home? He shouted, not very loud, just enough to let them inside hear him but not share knowledge of his arrival to the citizens of the village. He fell in front of the door and crouched so he looked pity. The door opened and a voice talked out in the night. Who are you young man? The boy looked up at the older Vampire in the door. My name is William. The boy said his name and when the Vampire recognized the boy he let him in. He led the boy into a room and told him to wait. I shall tell the master of your arrival, young William. William sat down on the floor waiting for the old man to return with the master.
Down at the pub the young Slayer sat in her room. She was eating meat directly from the bone. A fire in the fire case illuminated the room. She finished her dinner and threw her self on top of the bed. Please Slayer understand! Noooo! Screams filled her ears when she thought about her day. A tear slowly fell from her eye. Don't take my children! PLEASE SLAYER! She had slaughtered a whole village of beast's demons and Vampires. All the children and their mothers. All the men who stood in her way. In the night she comes the Lady of darkness. To fuel the evil of all the land and slaughter the ones who stand in her way. Maybe she was a monster. Maybe she just was a bloody killer. What ever. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. She needed the powers to get the revenge tomorrow.