Devil/angel
D/a: thanks for the reviews!!! I can't believe that ppl are actually reading this!!! I'll do my very best not to disappoint you!!!
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~chpt 2~
The hunter"Vampire detected in Area B, sector 6!!! It's 4th class I think." A voice announced.
"Move out! " the leader commanded. A team of people armed with laser guns, tranquilizers and most surprisingly garlic salt, ran into the garage, filled with different kinds of vehicles.
They were hunters. Vampire hunters. A private, but government-based association founded by the family of Hiroshima. Now, in their 3rd generation, invented many weapons against these un-dead, blood thriving creatures. They were called the creatures of hell.
"Captain, we have the nearby area secured. As soon as the vampire makes the slightest movement, we'll assault." A boy, in black, armed with ten different weapons, reported to his captain.
"Good. Evacuate the people in that area as well." The captain said, then turned heading towards the long hallway.
Her boots echoed as it hit the marble floor and stopped in front of a door.
"Come in.," a voice said before her hand hit the door. She slowly turned the doorknob and walked in, facing the back of a chair.
"I'm growing old, Mokawa. Too old to be in this business. I'm leaving this corporation to you." The chair swirled around, revealing a man in his late 80s. "This corporation has been passed on throughout our family. It is now, your turn to command it."
"Hai, Grampa. I understand." Mokawa replied as her Grampa rose from his chair. He walked up to her and laid his bony hand on her shoulder.
"Your parents' death was caused by vampires. It was that night, I remembered. Dark and stormy. You parents were off hunting of course. You were left with me. After putting you to bed, I sat on the couch looking over the files. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I felt a chill and heard a smash. When I looked, I found that a picture frame had fallen. I went to pick it up, but cut my finger on the sharp, broken glass. A single drop of blood fell and splattered upon the picture. The picture of you and your parents. The moment I picked it up, the phone rang. It was about your parents. You were only six at that time…" her Grampa sighed. "Remember how your parents died."
"Captain Mokawa. Please report to technical room. Captain Mokawa." The voice called over the intercom.
"I must go now Grampa…" Mokawa said as she turned to leave.
"Be careful." Her Grampa said as Mokawa's figure disappeared slowly into the dark hall.
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D/a: is this chappie okay???!!! I have no ideal if this storwee is good… I'm so scared… my first ever vampire fict… *sigh* well, R+R!! please!!!