"Here you go, a cuppa of joe!" Sarah beamed as she sat herself down next to her best friend with two steaming cups, "They're hot chocolates right?" Alex who had recently stared embodying the health goth look, sniffed at her cup suspiciously. Her nose was adorably wrinkling, was it a werewolf thing? She'd always thought it was just an Alex thing. "I've taken to mochas now." Sarah admitted, and spun dramatically showing off her waitress uniform, very basic, and a small apron, but she rocked it. The secret was tying the apron strings just right. "Get you. Job, coffee drinking."

"I know I'm amazing too." She beamed, taking a gulp of the overly sweet and chocolatey liquid, it didn't mask the coffee quite enough yet, so screwed up her dainty nose, hopefully looking as good as Alex when she did it, and pouted slightly, "Can we meet when I get off?"

"Sure, I've got a thing to do first but after."

"What sort of thing can I join?"

"A thing thing." Earning the vampire hunter a blank blink from Sarah, it had been a while since their reconciliation but her sweet friend couldn't seem to get used to her world. "A violent thing, only I can do."

"Oh. Fine. What do you fancy doing after then, is Paul still single?"

"Hhahah."

"Ohhh, well you haven't told me much about what you and Tristan get up to yet, and that Mac, after the snogging totally boring."

"There isn't that much to tell." She smiled, wistful and a little extra colourful, totally giving herself away.

"You haven't done it yet?" Sarah's mouth made a big 'O'
"No." Alexa knowing she had prudish pout on, wasn't sure if she was ready to be 'that' close to another person after having almost no physical contact other than violence her entire life, well there were werewolf instincts but that wasn't her choice. "But, but, Alex why? I would if I could. Especially someone as hot as Tristan."

"Maybe instead we try holding a party instead, you host at my house, invite all the boys you want. Then you don't have to live vicariously through me?"

"Yes, plan!" Sarah exclaimed and took a big greedy gulp of mocha.

In the centre of the city of Exeter there is a small cobbled street laden with old buildings, under and over the ground. The street always seemed to emanate a certain magic, drawing quirky little independent shops, and the occasional truly occult shop. Diana had tracked a vampire dipping in and out of one of said shops frequently recently, they had come to the conclusion it would be a good night to stalk it out. So she sent her young vampire hunter to the site. She took a large black hoodie with here, and settled sitting close enough to the shop entrance to see but not be moved on. Her hood up, covering her face as she sat with an empty open takeaway coffee cup facing the world, following her training by waiting patiently for the human-blood sucker to approach.

Diana had had a lot of time to think about what it really meant to be a parent, and rase a teenage daughter now that her mind was geared up so similarly. She wanted to give Alexa her space to try new things and grow into an individual however the vampire hunting destiny kept on getting in the way, and now there was a much older, she had to admit incredibly attractive, man in the picture, what could she do? Wipe her memories and drop her on another continent, then pick her up when college was about to start? South America was good this time of year. Diana peached at her multi monitored desk, performing her daily scan of the surrounding areas, she had to admit they were far more efficient in the UK since she had finished coding the virus she had started a lifetime ago. "Alexa there's been a convergence of vampires in a warehouse by the quay, I'll send you the coordinates, go in for recon." She commanded, thankful that when it came down to it her daughter had accepted her new body to fulfil the same role. Down underneath it all Alexa had always been a good girl, breaking only the rules that she was told to, sticking to the strong moral code she herself lived by, the only part of her she hadn't seemed to teach of her own was the acceptance of all creatures. But that did completely oppose the path that she had been told to take her down, that of extreme prejudice towards vampires. "How many are there?" Alexa sounded distant.

"Two dozen or so." There was not point in counting, the things were spawning, or collecting together. "Only that many I'll take them out." Her ever pragmatic teenager daughter commented, "Alexa honey we don't know what you'll be up against." She had thought too soon, Alexa was a good girl but how do you tell a powerful teenager, who is already out there, what to do?

"Any night I leave them, I let people die. Now we've found their hiding place, I won't let them hurt a single person more."

Alexa reached the warehouse, it was old disused and dilapidated, such sorry sight, why where they here? She had peached at another rooftop window, taking every possible bit of information in. Diana had mentioned twelve or more of them, she counted fifteen, who congregated here, it didn't make sense, especially that the were just sitting around on the ground floor. She stalked the rafters, it was night so she couldn't use the sun, she hadn't packed any more specialised bombs, she would have to take out as many as possible from her vantage point then target an individual at a time.

Taking one deep breath, she laid down a barrage of blessed wooden bullets, taking almost half out. Before they noticed her. She dropped down onto a table two were playing poker at, staking them in with both hands in unison as the leaped up fangs baring at her intrusion. Suddenly extremely loud sounds started, fans? The air in the building was rushing about the place like a hurricane, blowing spices through the air, and creating an extreme chill. She tried to locate other vampires to put to rest, but everything was so distracting, she was finding it difficult to breath, dizzying even. A vampire that she should have seen coming despite the darkness, sliced at her with its claws, another did so from behind her, they were circling in, batting her about like rag doll, never staying close enough to her for her to discernible a single target.

There was a faint familia sent coming from above, the werewolf's mind jumped to her mate coming to her aid, no it was making clumsy sounds on the rafters. A torch shone down from almost directly above, illuminating the terrible sight, she hadn't noticed how extensive her wounds were, the bloodsuckers were attempting death by one thousand cuts. "Oh my god! Alex!" Sarah screamed down at her. The teenage defender of the innocent froze in terror, not for herself. "Sarah run away!" She screamed up at her only friend, ignoring the multitude of slices ripping through her flesh. But it was too late, a vampire had climbed the rafters going after the unsuspecting girl. Alexa brought up her gun, shooting at Sarah's assailant, a vampire at her side caught on her focus and moved in for the kill. She shot him point blank easily, but she had missed the one above.

"Don't worry I can handle myself." Sarah brought out a big and very sharp looking kitchen knife and her pepper spray, as she turned to see the thing. It was bloodcurdlingly terrifying, not a beautifully sparkly boy, but fangs taking over it's face and dark old blood oozing from every body hole and wound. She stepped back. She was floating.

"No!" Alexa screamed, as she saw red, everywhere was red. Sarah's was there one minute falling, then there was the fan and blood. Alexa was sprayed and 'Sarah' covered everything, there was nothing left that constituted a human being. Only blood, the blood was everywhere in her eyes, her wounds, her mouth. The vampires were rejoicing, drinking up the her friend, they would pay!

There was no more Alexa, just fury, anger, a monster existing on instinct, ripping other monsters to shreds. Where there had been heads on bodies and hearts in chest, there were empty voids of carbon monoxide.

Tristan had been sent to the rescue, he had been on duty when he got the call, Diana sounded worried, he rarely heard her emote. So he convinced his partner to cover for him, and wait for him a block away from the warehouse. As he got closer he could sent the sheer amount of blood in the air, human blood, werewolf blood, and vampire blood. The stench of death had seeped out and through the streets. Smashing the chained doors open with his brute strength he was taken aback, by the sight and the smell, He covered his muzzle, fighting the urge to breath in, and or throw up. The blood covered figure looked at him with cold yellow eyes, crouched over a pile of bodies, snarling at him as he drew closer. "Alexa." He whispered. Pleaded for her sanity. "Alexa what have you done?" She stalked towards him, predatory, limbs cracking expanding and reshaping, slowly, her chest expanding inhumanly with each breath inhaling the poison and victory. "Alexa what have you done to Sarah?" He asked again, readying a leap into action. She stopped black reclaiming her eyes, tears welling. The man wolf took no chances, pouncing and wrestling her into a head lock. A minute past, she wasn't struggling, she was sobbing. He removed his large arm from her neck and brought her closer to him, under his great form. He wiped most the blood off her weeping face, "Let's get you home." With great ease he scooped her up, cradling her to him like a lost child, leaving the building without another word.