"Come on, boy."
We cruised down a narrow forest path as I swung Foudre* around, flexing my shoulder and arm muscles.
Who else has a badass, vamp-eating dog?
Cute, cloud-fluffy on the outside, venom-lusting killer on the inside.
That is definitely my dog.
Hellfyre does make a good companion. He helps with the bigger covens when we have to eliminate a larger group of vampires. Oh yeah, my vamp-slaying puffball.
I kicked my leather, knee-length high-heel boots on the dirt floor, emitting a little surrounding dust storm. Black skin-tight tights were hiding inside the boots, the black fabric showing only around my thigh area. I had a full leather piece on, going down until mid-thigh. A belt was tightly tied right around my waist, holding my brown corset in place. Five laces were tied together right between my breasts, enough to show a needed amount of cleavage. To top it all off, I wore a cropped leather bomber jacket, with the sleeves running all the way down to my fingers in a lacy texture on the outside.
This outfit was enough to lure and kill. And that was enough for me.
I ran my hand through my dark brown curls, sending my side-bangs back as I watched Hellfyre take the lead. He was carrying a miniature hunting knife in his mouth, gripping it tightly with those overly-sharpened teeth.
He kept growling. I had the feeling he didn't like this gloomy town either.
I mean, who would live here? There was no civilization for miles in the forest. Just a little abandoned town with a poor education system.
Well I guess humans have different tastes than immortals.
I was starting to miss Texas. You have sun, fun, and countless vamps to mess with. It was heaven on Earth.
It actually better be. Since hell's my only option after I hit six feet underground.
"Can I just call you Hell from now on?" I asked randomly, my voice flowing through the cracking of leaves beneath our feet (or paws, as the case may be).
His growls were as loud as ever.
"Fine," I rolled my hazel orbs at him. He may be a good fighter, but boy does he have a temper.
I kicked some leaves here and there, watched some birds dance across the sky, and witnessed a lion tear a rabbit apart. I sighed.
I declare today as the first annual Most Boring Day of the Year. Congratulations, October 20, you've won an award! Let the rest of your 364 friends envy your success.
I sighed and trailed Foudre against a tree stem as we passed by…yet another tree! Not much scenery here.
At that moment, I caught the scent.
Hellfyre's growls minimized as he dropped his knife. His lengthy tongue came out and flapped along his jaw. He wanted this meal.
But there weren't supposed to be any vampires here. We'd cleared out Forks a year ago. Must be a nomad. I gripped Foudre tighter, whipped my head back and breathed in.
One…two...three...four? No. Five different vampires.
Hell opened up and spewed out yet another batch of vampires. What the hell is wrong with you, Hell?
Hellfyre stopped and turned around. I copied his actions. Five pairs of golden eyes from the darkness behind two pine trees met our gazes.
Golden?
Hellfyre started his growling.
Again... golden?
It's just my luck to meet mutated vampires, I guess.
*Foudre – A sword filled with venom. One scratch on a vampire, and they'll be set on fire before they even realize what's happening.
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