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PROLOGUE
I ran, I ran for my life. They were pursuing me, but why did they kill everyone? What reason was it for everyone of them to die? I burst out the front door. The yard filled with dead guards. Tears slid down my cheeks. I was only alive because I was me. All because I am special. My arm was bleeding, how I got the injury I could not remember. I ran and became dizzy. The world began to spin. What the Hell was I to do? I suddenly fell to my knee's, they locked in place. A vampire using haste appeared in fornt of me. Was I to die? I knew what they were after, I failed everyone in my mansion. my eye lids began to close on their own. I had no control over them. They slid closed before I could do anything. My body became limp and I fell to the good, sweat smelling earth. A dark oblivion suddenly took me. A vampire smirked and piked my body up by it's neck.
"What a cute girl. It seems you've failed. Not only do I get me prize, but I get to drink your sweet smelling blood." The vampire lowered his handto my waist with the other he held the back of my head. Streching his neck out he began to sink his fangs into my neck. Suddenly, a bullet met him in the head. He turned but did not see the one who shot him. He bacame limp and fell over on top of me covering me with his body. A priest with long silver hair and a black robe walked towards us. He pushed the dead vampire off of me and checked my pulse. He have smiled to find me alive. Just as he stood up eight vamipres surrounded us. He looked sadly at all the dead and glared at every single one of them.
"I think you've all had you fill tonight." Declared the Preist, his eye's flashed from sky blue to red, his nails etened resembling claws. He grew fangs and other sharp teeth. HIs hair reached to the sky, almost like a crown. A blood red crusted sythe appeared in his hand and black wings extened from his back. "For all the crimes you have commited, you shall all pay the ultimate price, DEATH!" The Priest ran at the vampires. he felt a sence of guilt which was now weighing on hime heavily. He had gotten to the scene late. So late that most of the humans were terminated. These vampires needed to die. He ran at them slicing throught them with his sythe. Cutting off every single part of them. ripping them apart he would not stop, or rather he could not will himself to stop. The smell of Vamipre blood started a blood rage and he killed. The monster inside him took over, slaying every vamire in a 20 foot radius.
