Deadly Love
Epilog
Rated: R
By Psycho4moon
A girl walked down the sidewalk, thinking about how much her life sucked. She was slow in her walking almost as if inviting the unwanted. Little did she know that there was a figure hiding in the tree watching her every move. Silently the figure dropped down right behind the unsuspecting victim. The girl spun around gun in her hand and already aimed at the stalker. She was face to face with a vampire girl, and not just a regular vampire, but also one that was created by a very powerful master. The stalker had blonde hair that reached mid-back put up in a ponytail. "Hello Usagi."
The girl looked strangely at the stalker. "You must have me mistaken with someone else."
The other girl laughed, "I'm Minako, does that ring any bells."
"No it doesn't. Any last words before you perish?"
Minako slowly walked towards the girl and put her chest right up against the barrel. "You can't kill me. Even if you can't remember, there's this feeling that you can't shake. Sort of like, Déjà vu."
Three more girls jump down to surround the slayer. She looks around and notices she doesn't stand a chance and puts the gun up. "What do you want?"
"A name for one thing."
"Serena."
Minako slowly backs away from Serena and joins the rest of her friends by the edge of the road. "Go to Blood Moon, he awaits you there." Then in a flash they were all gone. Serena reluctantly puts away her gun and she continues her walk through the night.
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Serena walked into the bar and the first thing she noticed was that all the occupants in the bar were dead. She weaved her way around people and finally made it to the bar. A man with blonde hair and green eyes walked over to her smiling, showing her all of his goods. She couldn't help but think that he was cute, being the fact he sucked the life out of people daily, literally. But there was something about him that just didn't seem right he wasn't dangerous enough. Serena figured as long as she was here she might as well feed also. Serena is what the society deems fucked up. She was half vampire and half human but she had the choice in three days on which one she would prefer to be, on her 180th birthday. She still needed the blood to survive but she could walk in the sunlight and live her day life like any other 'normal' human being. But when darkness fell she was a killer of her own kind, she was a slayer, the best. She sat down on the bar stool and took a glance around. It looked like any normal bar anyone would walk into. There was a pool table; poker machines, dartboard, and a shelf behind the bar display all it had to offer. Serena knew the truth though they only sold one kind of drink here, the kind you need to survive. "I'll have the strongest you have."
The man nodded his head and went off to get her drink. Serena sat up straighter when she felt a very powerful presence enter the room. She could feel eyes on her almost as if trying to get in her, to be apart of her, apart of her soul. A man with midnight black hair sat down next to Serena. She tensed up and tried to act like nothing was wrong. The man leaned over and whispered in her ear, "What's wrong, had a hard night."
Serena whips her head around, with every good attention to tell this jerk off, but then she got a good look at his face and all coherent thought left her brain. He had the darkest blue eyes she had ever seen, he was tanner then she had seen any other vampire and he was drop dead sexy. What made things even better was that he seemed dangerous, very dangerous. Finally after what seemed life an hour of drooling she found her voice again, "I don't believe it's any of your business."
The man laughed, "I'm just trying to make friendly conversation. By the way I'm Darien."
He holds out his hand and Serena looks at it questionably. She puts her smaller hand in his, "I'm Serena." He does not shake her hand but instead takes it up to his lips and kisses the inside of her wrist, right where the vain was. Serena jerks her hand out of his and glares at the man. The bartender comes back with two drinks and sets them in front of Darien and Serena.
"I'll pay for hers to Andrew."
Serena gets in her purse and pulls out two dollars and places them on the bar, "Thank you, but I can take care of myself." She takes her glass and pours it down her throat.
He leans over again to pick up her two dollars, making sure he touched every possible place he could. He took her hand and placed the money in. "I have no doubt you can."
Serena feeling unnerved about the guy gets up, places the money back on the bar, and walks out the door, aware of eyes on her the whole time.
Darien looks over at Andrew and smiles, "Things will be different this time Andrew, they have to be." And he to leaves the bar in pursuit of one young blonde slayer.
THE END