The ghoul saw the man in the black cape, but he did not register it. He heard the man in the black cape but he did not register it. Before he could react he saw a large hole rip through his chest as the rest of his body dissolved into dust.
"Pitiful creatures," said the man "I am coming for you vampire freak! You cannot hide from me!"
Continuing along the winding dusty path the vampire hunter saw the bushes rustling and the heavy breathing of the ghouls. He silently pulled out Joker and Jester simultaneously and pointed them at the bushes. He unloaded a whole clip from both and let the empty shells fall to the ground. He laughed silently to himself and continued down the road.

"Master," said Taris "another foolish vampire hunter has stumbled upon our compound"
"Then take some ghouls and be done with him, you should not of bothered me with this trivial matter, not while we are so close to the transformation." Said the vampire.
Miael stopped when he saw the girl in the middle of the road. Barely five feet off the ground, the girl was a little slip of a thing. Miael smelled the air and smiled.
"Your blood is that of a vampire, there is no turning back for you, no salvation." he pulled out jackal "except for the purifying touch of my bullet."
The girl snapped her fingers.
"Kill him, now!"
The ghouls popped out from the bushes on the side of the road with semi automatic machineguns in hand. Miael spun letting his cape cover him. Pointing the gun out of the cape he angled it at the girl, he squeezed the trigger four times and laughed as he did so. He heard the loud ping of the bullets as they deflected off of his cloak. He quickly stood up and pointing both guns to his side he ran towards the girl while firing, taking ghouls out with each shot.
Taris stood there grasping what was left of her arm, panting and bleeding. She screamed and drew her weapon, a nine-millimeter pistol loaded with explosive ammunition. She shot six times all of which bounced off of the mans cloak.
Miael laughed and put jester to the girls' head and pulled the trigger. Blood splattered over his body and face. He Sighed and wiped off his gun then holstered it. He looked up, at the small house on the hill, the trees there were dead, and the grass surrounding the area was gray. Miael scowled at the body he stood over and kicked it, causing blood to spray from its mouth.
Tirith was too lost in the ecstasy of this ritual to of heard the gunshots. He went through the ritual motions of the sacrifice, moving his fingers and arms in accordance with the way it was described in the book that now sat in his lap. Suddenly the door burst down sending chips of wood and metal sprawling through the house. Tirith stood up clutching the book with both hands.
"You are not allowed to enter this house! You interrupt..."
"I interrupt rituals that go against the very being of God," he said as he pulled out joker "in the name of God and all that is right I purify this place!"
Tirith dove for cover behind a chair as a bullet passed just above his head. Gathering up the power he had gained from the ritual he stepped from behind the chair and lifted the hunter from the ground with his magic. "Die foolish man who thinks he can contend with a true vampire" he laughed Miael chuckled as he hovered unwillingly from the ground. "Who do you think you are? Said the vampire. Tirith flew back suddenly and hit the wall hard, nearly breaking it. He felt bullets rip through his chest and knew his life would soon be over. "Just who in the hell are you?" Tirith screamed just before his body crumbled into a lifeless heap of dust on the floor.

To Be Continued