He growled as he slowly unsheathed his sword, watching the four vampires feast on their meal. He jumped from the roof, throwing the katana in front of him. He smiled as the blade shot through one of the vampire's head, ashing him almost immediately.
The three other vampires shot their heads up, roaring at him.. They wanted her! They wanted to finish in peace. Maybe, in pieces.
He rushed towards them, the katana out to catch their flesh-ready to chew through them. Only seconds passed as three out of the four vampires were killed. The fourth was running for his pathetic life as the dark figure reached to his side, grabbing out a silver stake from his thigh. He grinned and threw it up in the air, doing a round-about kick and sending it flying through the vampire.
He landed and sheathed the blade of the katana quickly, pulling the gun from the holster on his side. He walked up to Katy and slowly took off his glasses, showing the dark eyes that focused on her wounds. She was bitten.. She would turn eventually, and he would just have to do the same thing he did tonight.. To her. He bent down and pulled her head up, looking down into her big blue eyes.
"H-help me.." She whispered. "P-pl-please?" He closed his eyes and put the barrel of the gun to her chest. "Pl-please?" She cried.
He pushed the barrel of the gun into her chest, trying not to think about it. But, he knew something… was different. Any other human with four bites would have been dead already.. Would have been one of them already. His eyes narrowed as he looked down into hers.
"Pl-ple-ease.." He heard her heartbeat, it was even still beating strong. He sighed, letting his head hang from his shoulder. "Whistler won't like this.." His voice was deep and angry as he picked her up into his arms.
She was bleeding.. A lot. He needed to rush, or she probably wouldn't survive the night. He didn't know if she would anyone, but he really didn't care either way. He was ready if she turned.
Katy closed her eyes, letting her head fall back. She was too weak, too scared. She could feel her heart pounding through her whole body, but she didn't know how long that would last. The darkness washed over her as she fell limp in his arms.
"Blade!" King yelled as he walked into the building with Katy in his arms. "What the hell are you doing? She's been bitten!"
Blade didn't say anything as he placed her on the bed. "…Fix her up."
King cocked an eyebrow as Abigail came behind him. "Fine. Whatever.. Don't listen to me." He shrugged and started to work on her. He turned to Abigail who had given him the 'anti-dote' and nodded. "Let's hope it works.."
Abigail nodded and followed after Blade. "..It's not like you to bring home strays." Abigail teased, watching Blade place the katana on the table.
Blade said nothing.
"Oh, come on.. Blade. There has to be a reason."
He turned, his eyes burning. "..I'll kill her if I have to, Whistler." He turned back to the window. "…But something is different about her. She'd be dead already if she was normal."
Abigail nodded. "Good point." She turned around and walked back to King and the girl. She had lost a lot of blood, but her heart was still going strong. King had already given her the 'anti-dote.'
She sighed heavily. "…What do you think?"
King shrugged. "Hell if I know."