#25 | Slayer
This was too easy. I may have been outnumbered, but these two vampires were dumber than a sack of hammers. They didn't have a good fighting technique at all. Lunging at me, both of them, at the same time, like that? How stupid could they get?
I easily jumped up into the air, did a flip, and landed behind their startled selves, with my hands still placed casually in my pockets.
I smiled at them when they spun around snarling even louder than before.
"Don't you know your manners?" I scolded. "People are sleeping, its best you not wake them. Just think how terrible—" I broke off because I had to dodge a right, straight the guy was throwing at my face. Too easy. I didn't have time to finish my sentence because they both kept throwing punches at me; also kicking and trying to trip me up, but I was more focused than I think I've ever been. I anticipated every move (especially because they were being so unoriginal) they made before they made it and that gave me more than enough time to dodge.
I know, I know, I sound very arrogant and over-confident, but that's just how I am. That's my personality.
The two vampires were starting to wear down. Their punches were lazy and slow, and it looked like they were breathing hard.
I sighed, exasperated. "I grow tired of this game. Why don't we just get this over with and be done, shall we?" I asked taking out a gun (9 caliber, if you were wondering). I aimed and fired, twice, hitting their hearts. I was quite the sharp-shooter.
Thank you for everything,
TheBrighestNight