The Night-Blood Assassin

They, Mr.Crepsley, Darren and Harkat, were trapped! The only exit, besides the window that lay between the two groups was a door behind their enemies. Mr.Crepsley wouldn't be able to reach the window with that injured ankle nor would they be able to face the six vampaneze and two vampets that stood before them. They all tried to think of some way to get out of this but the only one to come up with something was Harkat and it was a memory that came unbidden into his mind.

The cloaked woman softly kissed him on the brow, "Now remember if you ever have need of me just whistle that note I thought you and I'll be there as soon as I can. Good bye…My friend"

When he snapped back the vampaneze were advancing and Darren was looking at him in concern. Realizing that his cheek was wet he reached up and found a single shining tear. Defiantly he turned to the vampaneze and whistled. The note was long, high and pure. Although confused Darren could see Harkat knew what he was doing. The vampaneze hesitated but after a minute they began to advance again.

Smash the glass from the now broken window tumbled towards the floor with its breaker. The figure, who was obviously a woman, wore a skin tight, blood red outfit. The top looked a lot like a corset but she moved with ease in it. A cloak of the same color but a shade darker but outlined in red rested on her shoulders. The only color on her that was light was the silver crescent moon embroidered on her back. No one knew who she was but Mr.Crepsley.

"The Night-Blood Assassin," he hissed.

"Creature?" asked Darren recognizing the silver moon on her back was the same as the red one on her neck. She flinched but stepped up beside Harkat. First he was confused then somehow he knew exactly what to do. He pointed directly at the vampaneze and she nodded and started towards them.

Although they couldn't see the mark they had heard Mr.Crepsley and were terribly nervous. The stupid vampets ran towards her and pulled out knives but she didn't hesitate, not once. She used the force of them running towards her to shove them back into the wall so hard it smashed their skulls open. Finally three vampaneze drew their swords and started towards her. Reaching into the pouch at her waist she withdrew two shruken and threw them towards the vampaneze, taking down two of them with perfect aim.

Mr.Crepsley looked at Darren's stunned expression, "She is not called an assassin for nothing. Fortunately I have never had the so called pleasure of fighting her."

While Mr.Crepsley explained that she was the only assassin that the vampires knew nothing about, yet she worked with them, she was scanning the group till she found what she was looking for, the leader. Walking steadily towards him she swiftly drew her sword and slashed his head clear off his neck. Darren flinched when he saw the speed with which she dealt her enemies their final blow. Slowly she made her way back to the group and stood next to Harkat.

Mr.Crepsley cursed and pointed to their escape route. The door was blocked by none other then the reinforcements. Darren threw a glance at the so called night-blood assassin and saw her face held no emotion. Swiftly she redrew her long silver blade and slashed the thick rope beside her so the huge gold chandelier fell and killed over half her enemies.

Harkat was stunned. He hadn't known who would come when he whistled but the shock of seeing Creature appear made him realize she knew who he was! She knew who he had been in the past! He was about to ask her when she threw him a glance and slashed the thick rope holding the huge gold chandelier up. It crashed down upon the vampaneze killing many and causing the rest to look uncertain of whether or not it was safe to pursue them. Turning from her enemies she walked past Harkat and lifted Mr.Crepsley.

"Thank you Blood," he whispered as she helped him to the window.

"Wait!" Darren ran over. "He'll never make it up there with that ankle!"

'I'm not asking him to now am I,' it was a rhetorical question that reverberated threw his head.

"Then how…"

'I will carry him now grab hold of Harkat and together we will jump.'

Darren wanted to question her but the vampaneze were starting to climb over the chandelier. Grabbing Harkat he jumped to the windowsill and then down to the ground with Mr.Crepsley and Creature right behind him.

'Go to the old abandoned house.'

The thought caught him off guard but he adjusted his course and ran for all he was worth.

Later that night

"Why didn't you tell us?" Darren yelled at her.

She was standing looking out the window, 'Silence your self. They are coming this way!'

Her angry hissed died in his head as the sound of running footsteps could be heard from the road.

Silently they waited for the vampaneze to leave and after a while they did.

Standing she decided to tell them what was going on.

'I'm called many things Darren. The Night-Blood Assassin is only one. I'm also called Blood, Creature, Shift or Shifter and I have even been called a spirit before. I also have many titles some of which are Assassin, Lady and…' she looked back out the window, 'Princess.'

Darren's eyes widened.

'Yes Darren I'm a Princess among my kind but regrettably my kind thought me to be dead before they went into hiding and now cannot come and retrieve me. I must find them and I've been searching for them for many, many years. Although I made a friend along the way that friend also sacrificed himself for me.' She looked directly at Harkat, 'I wanted him to live but I did not know how to give him back his life just yet but now I do.'

"And you want him to have his life back. How ever you do know the price for bringing someone back from the dead."

'Of course but he's no longer dead.' It struck Darren and Mr.Crepsley at the same time. She had not once taken her eyes off Harkat!

Mr.Crepsley sat down heavily, his ankle had healed it's self by the time they arrived at Creature's hidey hole. "You mean to tell me that Harkat was once the…"

"Yes Harkat was once the Hunter."