BLOOD
SEDUCTION.TXT
Blade sits on the rooftop gazing at the city, wondering why him? Why was he destined to rid the world of these monsters? These things that prey on the weak. The ones that can't defend themselves, even if they tried. Yet he realizes he has no other choice. It is his destiny. The chosen one, the one feared by all living, dead, and undead alike. Suddenly, like a dime hitting the concrete, he hears a footstep. He quickly lunges a silver 9-inch steak out from under his black leather trench coat. He hurls it at the beast and it is buried in its chest turning it into ashes. He is rushed with a swarm of these bloodthirsty creatures. He pulls out two silver handguns and says, "When the hell will you learn?" One by one he annihilates them, defining the phrase ashes to ashes. He takes them out virtually effortlessly with every bullet his guns shot out. He backs up to find himself touching the edge of the rooftop. In one quick movement he leaps back only to be followed by these things. In mid-air he shoots off a round at the vampires before lands. Click, click, click. His clip is out. He unsheathes his sword from the darkness of the folds of his leather clothing. He runs towards the first one he sees and decapitates him. Moving on to the next with lightning quick reflexes. He realizes he recognizes one of them and pins his arms to the wall with several steaks. He finishes the rest off with graceful movements of his metal destroyer. He moves back steadily towards the vamp on the wall he knows as Role.
"So we meet again?" Blade's deep voice shrouded the nighttime sounds as he spoke with a smirk on his face. "Fuck you," Role replied, "let me go and I'll make it so you wish you were never born." Then in a blink of an eye, from the darkness came a black panther walking towards them. Its walk was slow, almost lazy, as if it had just woken up. "Hey Griffin. Come to see me take out this puny ass?" Blade's friendly banter was interrupted by a loud scream. Role saw his chance when Blade's attention was turned toward the woman's cries for help and fled. They came from below; he rushed down to the cry for help with Griffin at his heels. When he reached the ground a tall light-skinned woman with beautiful hazel eyes was in the clutches of a vampire. The vampire had his fangs out and ready to feed. His jagged pearly whites glistened in the moonlight. Blade quickly comes to the helpless woman's aid, slaying the vampire in a simple flick of his wrist. The small silver throwing-knife pierces the vampire's forehead, forcing him to let go of the woman and he stumbles backwards. The next dagger was right on target and the vamp disappeared in a cloud of gray dust. The woman fell hard on the ground. Blade picked her up and rushed her into the sewers were his lair was located. Quickly turning the corner he sees his mentor. The one who taught him every thing he knows, Whistler. "What's wrong?" Whistler asked chewing on a cigar. "I think she's been bitten," he replied, "check her for bites." Whistler checked every bit of her body and found nothing, "You got to stop bringing in strays." he retorted, "There's nothing wrong with her now let her go." The woman that lay beneath them on the table shifted slightly and her lips began to move. "Heeeelp me," she whispered in a raspy painful voice. With enthusiasm Blade said, "Well keep her here till morning. "Okay..." said Whistler, "but only till morning."
A/N: That was the first chapter of my Blade fic. Thanx for reading it. Please review. It makes me Happy Happy Joy Joy..
Blade sits on the rooftop gazing at the city, wondering why him? Why was he destined to rid the world of these monsters? These things that prey on the weak. The ones that can't defend themselves, even if they tried. Yet he realizes he has no other choice. It is his destiny. The chosen one, the one feared by all living, dead, and undead alike. Suddenly, like a dime hitting the concrete, he hears a footstep. He quickly lunges a silver 9-inch steak out from under his black leather trench coat. He hurls it at the beast and it is buried in its chest turning it into ashes. He is rushed with a swarm of these bloodthirsty creatures. He pulls out two silver handguns and says, "When the hell will you learn?" One by one he annihilates them, defining the phrase ashes to ashes. He takes them out virtually effortlessly with every bullet his guns shot out. He backs up to find himself touching the edge of the rooftop. In one quick movement he leaps back only to be followed by these things. In mid-air he shoots off a round at the vampires before lands. Click, click, click. His clip is out. He unsheathes his sword from the darkness of the folds of his leather clothing. He runs towards the first one he sees and decapitates him. Moving on to the next with lightning quick reflexes. He realizes he recognizes one of them and pins his arms to the wall with several steaks. He finishes the rest off with graceful movements of his metal destroyer. He moves back steadily towards the vamp on the wall he knows as Role.
"So we meet again?" Blade's deep voice shrouded the nighttime sounds as he spoke with a smirk on his face. "Fuck you," Role replied, "let me go and I'll make it so you wish you were never born." Then in a blink of an eye, from the darkness came a black panther walking towards them. Its walk was slow, almost lazy, as if it had just woken up. "Hey Griffin. Come to see me take out this puny ass?" Blade's friendly banter was interrupted by a loud scream. Role saw his chance when Blade's attention was turned toward the woman's cries for help and fled. They came from below; he rushed down to the cry for help with Griffin at his heels. When he reached the ground a tall light-skinned woman with beautiful hazel eyes was in the clutches of a vampire. The vampire had his fangs out and ready to feed. His jagged pearly whites glistened in the moonlight. Blade quickly comes to the helpless woman's aid, slaying the vampire in a simple flick of his wrist. The small silver throwing-knife pierces the vampire's forehead, forcing him to let go of the woman and he stumbles backwards. The next dagger was right on target and the vamp disappeared in a cloud of gray dust. The woman fell hard on the ground. Blade picked her up and rushed her into the sewers were his lair was located. Quickly turning the corner he sees his mentor. The one who taught him every thing he knows, Whistler. "What's wrong?" Whistler asked chewing on a cigar. "I think she's been bitten," he replied, "check her for bites." Whistler checked every bit of her body and found nothing, "You got to stop bringing in strays." he retorted, "There's nothing wrong with her now let her go." The woman that lay beneath them on the table shifted slightly and her lips began to move. "Heeeelp me," she whispered in a raspy painful voice. With enthusiasm Blade said, "Well keep her here till morning. "Okay..." said Whistler, "but only till morning."
A/N: That was the first chapter of my Blade fic. Thanx for reading it. Please review. It makes me Happy Happy Joy Joy..