All the OCs, events planned by me, belong to ME. Don't like it? Tell that to Stryker, my sword. Just kidding guys! Enjoy! Oh, I thank Bustahead for telling me how to introduce Selene. Thanks Simi! One more thing, death dealers are vampires that protect the vampire house (family of vampires). Just thought you should know this, so you wouldn't get confoooosed. XD

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Chapter 2: The Vampire

Rain beat on the windows of the eighteenth-century style mansion on a frezzing, wet, London night. Inside the warm, richly decorated mamsion, there were dozens of people dressed as if they were in the nineteenth-century, with large dresses and dark colors. They were laughing, dancing, talking. A party, for people no one believed in. People who were only known to be a myth. Vampires.

In one of the beautifully decorated rooms of the magnificent house, a young woman sat at a laptop mounted on a desk. She was a lovely woman, with short layed black hair, and icy blue eyes, similar to the Son of Sparda's, but paler. She was clad in a pitch black tank top and and tight leather pants, accompanied by knee high black boots. A knock at her door made her jump a bit. Without hesitation, she got up and walked to open it. Before she reached the door, a man dressed in black, with shoulder length black hair burst in, an angry expression on his face.

"Selene! Why, if you don't mind telling me, why aren't present at the party downstairs?" he demmandingly asked.

"Kraven, you know those parties bore me to another death." she replied in a English accent.

"Well, I suppose that researching things about weapons and swords and all mumbo jumbo that gives you a lifetime's worth of fun!"

"Actually, it amuses me quite a bit." Selene said, giggling a bit.

Kraven raised and dropped his arms in frustration. She had always been the back-talking type, and he was getting fed up with it.

"I don't understand you at times, Selene. Besides, you not present at the party isn't the reason I've come to talk to you anyway. Whether you attend the parties or not is not of my concern. We have another matter on our hands. Recently, we have discovered a chain of attacks on vampires in America, and it's not the doing of vampire hunters, either. One survivor says it was a monstrous creature of some sort, like a demon. He is being heavily guarded by another vampire family for protection and questioning, and they're asking us for help. I need you and a small team of deathdealers to investigate this, and you will need the help of another man. He specializes in the extermination of creatures like these."

He handed a photo of a silver-haired man clad in red leather to Selene.

"His name is Dante."

"Dante? You cannot be serious, Kraven."

"Yes, he is the son of the demon knight Sparda."

"How do you know if he will help us?"

"Do you not know? He only exterminates for a good sum of money, so we can guarantee his cooperation with a hefty amount of money. But, he requires a password if you need something taken care of, but we have aquired it from a former customer. Watch out for his attitude, though."

Selene could not believe her vampire ears. She was going to assist the Son of Sparda. For years, she admired him, even though he protected humans. Selene hoped one day, (or night considering she was a vampire), that she would fight alongside Dante.

"When will I leave, Kraven?"

"Tonight."

Suddenly, it hit her.

"He" is in America." Selene said quietly.

Kraven looked up from the information he was looking over.

"Who? Selene?"

Selene's hands turned into fists. It was all she could do to keep from smashing a vase with her fist.

"Blade" was all she could growl under her breath.

Kraven, knew perfectly well that Selene could overturn a small car when she was this angry. Not wanting to be shot, Kraven slowly backed out of the room, leaving Selene to herself.

"Damn!" She screamed as she let her angry and smashed an expensive vase to pieces with one punch.
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