Yeah, this is my first story here, so sorry if its not all that good. I had
thought of the vampire reaper before I wrote this. I plan to make it a
series, so I hope you all like it.
I don't own any thing in this story, just the vampire reaper and some other
characters.
'Salem's Lot was burning up. The town was deserted for a while now, but some things were still there. Vampires. They had taken over this town and made it their own. The man in the trench coat looked at the burning town, a small smile appeared on his face. He took a small item from a pocket inside his coat; it was a small scythe, it was the size of an arm elbow up. The handle was pure black while the blade was silver. He looked at the blade, his pale eyes made him look like death, hell he was death, death to the vampires. He turned and faced the town. He moved positioned his body to look like he was ready to fight. He flicked his right wrist; the right hand held the scythe, the scythe became longer. He put the scythe in front of him and held it with both hands. He heard sounds coming for the fire. A dozen figures jumped out of the fire and made a circle around him. " Hey Andy is this one people who burned this town?" The question came from some one that was behind him. " No, but lets get this bastard any, how 'bout it boys" Andy told them. They all nodded. One on the right ran toward the man in the trench coat. The man quickly turned to face the attacker and raised his scythe. The attacker stooped and looked at his eyes. " No, it can't be" The vampire said with fright in his voice, he tried to run away, but the scythe went right in to his forehead. He let out a scream that would have woken the dead, if there were anything dead in this town that would stay dead. He took out the scythe and sliced of the vampire's head. He did an uppercut to a vampire, who attacked him from behind, the vampire fell down and the scythe went right in the middle of his breastbone, he took out the scythe and cutoff the head. Two more vampires attacked him; he spun around and sliced them in half. He rushed to the left and grabbed a vampire and broke his neck, the scythe shrunk to its original sate and stabbed the vampire in the heart. The remaining vampires jumped on him. They were upon quickly; they tried to tear him apart but one by one they flew off of him. After him he hit the last one, he sliced him in half before he hit the ground. He killed them while they were on the ground or trying to get up. There was only one left, Andy he presumed. " Just who the fucks are you?" Andy asked him. The man in the trench coat just stood there. " Answer me, you piece of shit!" he yelled at him. " You think you can just come up here and kill all my friends, with your fancy scythe, uh is that right?" He roared. The man in the trench coat let out a cold and emotionless laugh. " My God, vampires having friends, well that's news to me". Andy looked at him with total disbelief and rage, he charged at him. The man in the trench coat hit Andy in the right side of the neck with his scythe. Andy tried to yell but the blood covered it up. His mouth was covered in blood, his fangs barely visible from the blood. " I'll tell you who I am Andy, I bring death to vampires like you, I am your grim reaper, I am the Vampire Reaper" and with that the vampire reaper finished the slice. All the body had burned by now. He put his scythe back in to his pocket and looked around, now who the fuck did this to the town he thought. He walked away from the town, he want out to find the survivors of the fire, meaning the vampires and kill them, for he was the vampire reaper.
Well I hope you like it, please leave comments and tell me what I should fix because I only plan to write more if I get reviews. So see ya.
'Salem's Lot was burning up. The town was deserted for a while now, but some things were still there. Vampires. They had taken over this town and made it their own. The man in the trench coat looked at the burning town, a small smile appeared on his face. He took a small item from a pocket inside his coat; it was a small scythe, it was the size of an arm elbow up. The handle was pure black while the blade was silver. He looked at the blade, his pale eyes made him look like death, hell he was death, death to the vampires. He turned and faced the town. He moved positioned his body to look like he was ready to fight. He flicked his right wrist; the right hand held the scythe, the scythe became longer. He put the scythe in front of him and held it with both hands. He heard sounds coming for the fire. A dozen figures jumped out of the fire and made a circle around him. " Hey Andy is this one people who burned this town?" The question came from some one that was behind him. " No, but lets get this bastard any, how 'bout it boys" Andy told them. They all nodded. One on the right ran toward the man in the trench coat. The man quickly turned to face the attacker and raised his scythe. The attacker stooped and looked at his eyes. " No, it can't be" The vampire said with fright in his voice, he tried to run away, but the scythe went right in to his forehead. He let out a scream that would have woken the dead, if there were anything dead in this town that would stay dead. He took out the scythe and sliced of the vampire's head. He did an uppercut to a vampire, who attacked him from behind, the vampire fell down and the scythe went right in the middle of his breastbone, he took out the scythe and cutoff the head. Two more vampires attacked him; he spun around and sliced them in half. He rushed to the left and grabbed a vampire and broke his neck, the scythe shrunk to its original sate and stabbed the vampire in the heart. The remaining vampires jumped on him. They were upon quickly; they tried to tear him apart but one by one they flew off of him. After him he hit the last one, he sliced him in half before he hit the ground. He killed them while they were on the ground or trying to get up. There was only one left, Andy he presumed. " Just who the fucks are you?" Andy asked him. The man in the trench coat just stood there. " Answer me, you piece of shit!" he yelled at him. " You think you can just come up here and kill all my friends, with your fancy scythe, uh is that right?" He roared. The man in the trench coat let out a cold and emotionless laugh. " My God, vampires having friends, well that's news to me". Andy looked at him with total disbelief and rage, he charged at him. The man in the trench coat hit Andy in the right side of the neck with his scythe. Andy tried to yell but the blood covered it up. His mouth was covered in blood, his fangs barely visible from the blood. " I'll tell you who I am Andy, I bring death to vampires like you, I am your grim reaper, I am the Vampire Reaper" and with that the vampire reaper finished the slice. All the body had burned by now. He put his scythe back in to his pocket and looked around, now who the fuck did this to the town he thought. He walked away from the town, he want out to find the survivors of the fire, meaning the vampires and kill them, for he was the vampire reaper.
Well I hope you like it, please leave comments and tell me what I should fix because I only plan to write more if I get reviews. So see ya.