A blue shadow crossed the street at night. The fall of rain left her female curves more visible under the long and modest blue dress.
"Damnit! Damnit! Damnit!" Livia mumbled while trying to cover herself with a folder, it was way past the curfew established to protect people from the Darkstalkers attacks, but Livia couldn't abandon people when they needed her the most. She heard a "thud" noise behind her but paid no attention.
"Almost there." She sighed recognizing the corner to her street.
"Indeed, almost there." a male voice said sarcastically.
Before Livia could ignore it, she was grabbed and pressed against a huge muscular chest.
"Get lost you creep!" Livia shouted and thick, cold hands with claws gripped her chin, by that pressure her jaw could easily be disjointed. She looked at her attacker and her heart sank. The unnatural pale skin, the long and sharp teeth – he was a goddamn Darkstalker!
"What a manner to talk to your lord and master," the vampire said holding her pulses and restraining her.
Livia looked at the fancy garments he wore.
"Ha, of course, a noble! You had to be a noble as if sucking us to death wasn't enough. You remain in your fancy castle while we all rotten down here!" Livia wouldn't die without saying some truth to that bastard.
The vampire burst into a sinister gale of laughter, leaving his enormous teeth exposed. He lifted her by her neck.
"And what do you do?"
"Just cleanin' after yourself…"
"You are just a brief amusement to my boredom." The vampire was ready to strike her when a male shout interrupted him.
"Demitri! Your reign of darkness ends now!"
Demitri dropped his prey carelessly and walked toward his enemy. Livia could only see the shadow of a tall and muscular warrior carrying a large broadsword, was that a hunter? He also was followed by what seemed… a little girl? The hunter and vampire talked something and soon their battle began. A battle with ice, fire, and magic. She saw glowing spheres circling the hunter and the vampire blasted on him.
Livia could not believe it, maybe she was hallucinating. Although the fight was epic, Livia's eyes became heavier and heavier until the blackness surrounded her.
Donovan got up slowly. The vampire Demitri had just escaped through a portal and yet he had not bitten Donovan, he caused him to lose so much blood. Again, he had been this close to vanquish him for good and failed. He reached for the little Anitta, who was close to the woman Demitri attacked.
"Stay away of her it's dangerous" He warned with his deep voice.
"She was not bitten" Anita looked at Livia almost indifferent.
"I don't feel any evil coming from her" Donovan kept his sword and examined the woman. She had white skin and black hair. A drip of blood ran through her beautiful face. Her arms were bruised. She probably resisted to Demitri as she could. Donovan carefully sat her on the floor and tried to wake her up.
"I won't hurt you. Can you get up?"
"Is he dead?" The woman said after waking up surprised.
"Not yet. Try to get up."
"It feels nice here" She rested her head on his shoulder. He felt embarrassed and tried to raise her up.
"So, you're the night Hunter they talked about? Who is this child and why is she here" Livia looked surprised at Anita. She had not hallucinated, there really was a child in that battle.
"Yes, I am Donovan Baine. This is my companion Anita. I protect her and I'll protect you as well. Demitri might come back. You should see a doctor."
"You're looking at her!" Livia smiled opening her arms and losing some of the balance she had. Donovan held her by her waist before she fell.
"Ouch! My name is Livia Zana. I'm a doctor in this town. Come to my house, you saved my life and it's late. Let me help you too."
Donovan was surprised by that unusual kindness. He was unwilling to accept it however, it was not safe to leave that lady by herself.