Chapter 4- Assignment 1
I arrived at my destination. Everything was dead silent. There were no cars or people in sight. How strange, I thought, where is everyone? I walked around for a while, my black 13mm handcannon at my side. A woman's scream broke the silence. It sounded like it was coming from an alley. I ran toward's the scream and saw two men grasping a young blonde woman who appeared to be 16. "Somebody help me" she yelled. They laughed at her. I growled angrily, "let her go you bastards" I shouted. The two of them looked up. One had black spikey hair and the other was bald. They appeared to be a part of some gang since they had a tatoo of a dragon on their arms. The bald man let the woman go and approached me, smiling wickedly.
"Well, well, well" he said "what have we got here?". The woman kept screaming, " Run" she yelled. She yelped in pain as the one with spikey hair slapped her across her face. "Shut up you bitch" he yelled grabbing her by her hair. "I'm not gonna tell you again" I said angrily. The bald man walked closer. "Don't worry honey" he said "You'll get your turn. Once we finish with her". I raised my gun and shot him in the head. The woman screamed as she saw his body hit the floor. The man with spikey hair released her and ran toward's me. I lowered my gun and waited for him to come closer.
As soon as he was close enough I kicked him in his stomach. He fell to his knees and gasped for air. I used that to my advantage and kicked his round dark colored face with my knee. He fell on his face, I pointed my gun to his head and pulled the trigger. The woman jumped, shocked at what she had witnessed. I walked up to her and extended my hand to help her up. She hesitated, Can I trust her?, she thought. "Its ok, I won't hurt you" I assured her. She took my hand, I pulled her to her feet. "Thank you so much" she said. I gave her a warm smile, "Your welcome, now run". She did as I instructed, her foosteps echoed from the empty streets.
I heard a light shuffling noise coming from behind me. I turned to see that the corpses stood and exploded into ugly grey bat-like creatures called demons. They had horns on their head and long arms and legs and big black bat-like wings. They growled and exposed their yellow pointy teeth. They had big red eyes and long claws. Demons killed innocent humans for fun and for their blood, and they take the forms of the people they kill and eat. I had the ability to see the demons when they were inside their human forms. My job was to kill them and any vampires who were disturbing the streets of London.
The black crop-top and coat turned blue, my pants and boots also turned blue. My hair remained black but it was now in a ponytail. I let my vampiric side take over, my eyes changing from topaz to red and my senses growing ten times stronger than a humans'. I smiled with joy, exposing my razor sharp fangs. I placed my right arm next to my waist and grabbed the handle of the sword that slowly appeared. I dropped my handcannon and raised the sword over my head, "Its time to die". I charged at them, spinning the sword. A demon jumped and flew toward's me, I ducked and waited for it to fly down, when it did I drove the sword throught its chest. It roared and swung its claws at me, I dodged them and pushed the sword deeper, which lead to getting covered in its blood. The demon stopped struggling and turned to dust.
The second demon slowly approached me. I dusted myself off and charged at it. I jumped into the air and raised the sword over my head. The demon raised its arm and blocked my attack. I gasped as I felt a sudden jolt of pain go through my chest. I looked down and saw that the demon had stabbed me with its claw. I quickly shoved the sword through its head, resulting in more blood, and groaned as it pulled its claw out of my chest. The demon roared and turned to dust. I fell to my knees and leaned foward to support myself with my hands. I touched my chest and cried out in pain. At this rate any normal human would have died from the lost of blood. My phone rang, I reached for it from my back pocket, "Yeah" I said. "Rayne, report" Emory ordered. I cringed, "the targets have been silenced". I hung up and stood and used the sleeves of my coat to clean myself off. I grabbed my handcannon from the floor and staggered back to my motorcycle. The pain was strong but I ignored it and climbed on my bike and rode home.