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Chapter 4: Unpleasant Surprise
After encountering the small gang, Ravyn walked quickly to the building that was to be her stake out for this hunt. Climbing quietly up the fire escape, Ravyn perched once again on the corner of the rooftop, waiting as still as a statue.
Suddenly a chill ran up her spine and she got the discreet feeling that she was being watched. By what exactly, she did not know. Ravyn carefully observed every inch of her surroundings, seeing nothing of interest or anything that could possibly be a person or a vampire.
Turning back to the street, Ravyn shrugged off the feeling, thinking she was just being paranoid; though her instincts had never failed her in the past.
Tarn'se followed the human female until he saw her climb a small building. Settling himself upon a higher rooftop on the building next to the one she was on, he watched her settle on the roof corner and stay there.
"What is she doing?" he wondered. Normal humans never acted like this. Tarn'se snorted; normal human females didn't beat the crap out of four large and threatening males.
The female seemed to sense him and looked around carefully. Due to his cloaking, she didn't see him. Tarn'se watched as she continued to watch the street patiently.
"She's waiting for something… but what?" Tarn'se scanned the street seeing nothing of interest. Deciding to wait to see what the female was looking for Tarn'se sat on the roof of the building, relaxing before the fight.
After about a half hour of waiting, Tarn'se began to get restless. How long was that female going to just sit there? His body ached to hunt something, but his mind kept him in place. Whatever this human was waiting for must be important if she could keep still so long.
After fifteen more minutes, Tarn'se was tired of waiting. He was going to hunt now. He stood up and grabbed his spear, getting ready to leap onto the human's building. Already his heart began to beat faster, the thrill of the coming hunt building in his veins.
Suddenly, the human's head turned; she had seen something. Tarn'se turned to see another human walking down the street. As he zoomed in on the human, he realized two things: one was it was female, the other was its body heat was very low. Although the human stood out against the buildings, it must be sick in order to have its body heat that low. Besides that, the human seemed to be in fine working order.
Tarn'se turned back to the female human on the roof and watched her head follow the progress of the other human. Eventually, once the human had passed the building the female was perched on, the female quickly clambered down the building and followed the other human.
Tarn'se kept close by, watching the female's progress. She was as silent as he was, slipping in and out of shadows so not to be seen.
Suddenly, Tarn'se realized what this human was doing. She was hunting the other human! He had never seen this before.
Watching the human's steps it continued until it was very close and pulled out an odd weapon. It was not like the guns humans normally used; no it was something different. He watched the female pull out a small wooden dart, tipped in a bright metal. It also pulled a vial out of its pocket, uncorked it, and dipped the dart into the liquid.
Setting the dart in the contraption, the female aimed it at the other's chest. It meant to kill the other in the back with a projectile weapon! An unhonorable attack! Tarn'se growled softly; this human was unhonorable and deserved to die.
Suddenly, the human paused and unloaded the contraption, replacing the poison laid dart with a regular one. This time, she aimed at the other's neck.
Ravyn cursed mentally when she almost shot the vamp with a dart covered in Ivy's "sunlight serum". She had almost forgotten the purpose of hunting this vamp; she needed information.
Reaching for a regular dart, Ravyn kept her eyes on the vampire. She seemed unaware of her presence. Actually, she seemed dressed for a party in a simple, yet elegant, lavender dress. There were two slits on the sides that allowed for easy movement; more likely they allowed for quick moves and attacks if this vampire decided to go hunting.
Reloading with a regular dart, Ravyn aimed for the vamp's neck. If she brought the vamp down, she could get her info, kill it, and leave: easy.
Ravyn made sure her aim was true and fired. Ravyn could almost see the dart go through the vamp's neck.
Just before the dart made contact, the vamp spun in a blur, snatching the dart out of the air. Ravyn cursed; the vamp knew she was there.
With an eerie laugh, the vampire spoke, "Come out little hunter! Come and play!" Ravyn muttered another curse; she was going to have to fight this one head –on. Walking slowly out of the shadows, Ravyn prepared to fight.
Tarn'se watched his prey approach the other human. It must have missed its' shot and alerted her prey of her presence.
The female pulled out a small sword and dagger while the other remained unarmed as far as he could tell. The two exchanged insults and rude remarks, trying to goad the other into reckless action. Tarn'se smiled as the first attack was given. Perhaps he could watch for a while.
Ravyn ducked the clawed swipe of the vampire and replied with a blunt stab with her sword. The vampire leapt back and giggled happily; she liked fighting.
Ravyn knew she had to somehow pin this vamp to the ground but exactly how she was going to do that was beyond her reach.
The vampire smiled, "Come on little hunter, show me your skills." With that, the vampire lunged, having drawn a dagger, stabbing it towards Ravyn's chest. Ravyn nimbly dodged to the side and swiped with her own dagger, tearing open the vamp's shoulder. She saw the vamp wince, but the wound closed quickly. The vampire dove again, Ravyn dropping to the ground and rolling to avoid her.
Jumping up, Ravyn ran at the vampire trying for its' head. If she could some how break its neck or severely injure it, the vampire would be paralyzed for at least a minute or two. Her sword nipped the vampire's shoulder as her dagger sliced deeply into its' arm. The vampire hissed and tried to punch Ravyn as she ran by. Ravyn turned and smiled, already picking what moves she was going to attack with next.
The vampire smiled again, showing its' long, sharp fangs, "Am I too little a challenge for you? Why don't we spice it up a bit?" Suddenly, the vampire was no longer in front of Ravyn. Ravyn cursed and spun, looking for the vamp; she hated it when vampires teleported!
Tarn'se's eyes widened when the one human disappeared. Where did it go? He watched the female spin around, probably thinking the same thing.
Suddenly, the human reappeared behind the female, smacking her across the chest when she turned, sending her flying a good fifteen feet until she hit the ground and slid to a halt. The human approached the female slowly, seeming to enjoy the entire fight.
As the human came within three feet of the female, the female spun, holding one of her shooting weapons and fired at the human. Once again the human disappeared and the female let out a loud curse.
Tarn'se watched the human appear directly below him and watch the female get to her feet and look around. Tarn'se's eyes widened in amazement as the human ripped something out of her chest! It was the dart the female had shot at her. Only something was very wrong. The way the dart had hit and entered the human would have punctured a lung. This human should be lying on the ground in pain, coughing up blood!
Tarn'se watched the human disappear again, reappearing and attacking the female from behind. This wasn't right. Now he at least understood why the female was planning on shooting the human at first; it would have at least evened things up a bit in the fight.
Tarn'se pulled out his spear, but continued to watch the battle; he would interfere only if he felt it was necessary.
Ravyn pulled herself up from the ground for the hundredth time. Getting knocked around like a rag doll by a sadistic vampire was not the most fun thing in the world, especially with the damned thing teleporting every few seconds!
With a lighthearted giggle, the vampire reappeared, leaning against a wall, "Are you tiring of me already, little hunter? I thought you wanted to play?"
Ravyn glared at the vampire, picking up her sword, "Hey, it's not my fault you don't believe in a fair fight."
The vampire smiled and shook her head, "Life is never fair, little hunter; you should know that," she admonished.
Ravyn smiled, "Yeah, I guess it's not. Then again, I'm lucky. I don't have to run around sucking on rats to survive." That jibe did it. The vampire's eyes widened in shock, and then narrowed in rage. Vampires had a sort of social scale depending on their chosen prey. The lowest were the vampires that couldn't live with themselves and ended up in alleyways drinking the blood of small animals, such as rats, to survive. They where looked at as the fodder of the vampire world. To call a relatively high-ranking vamp something like that was an ultimate insult.
The vampire lunged screaming a variety of curses in different languages, her clawed hands curling viciously, all thoughts aimed on ripping Ravyn apart.
Ravyn used the blunt attack to shove her sword hilt-deep into the vampire's gut. The vampire screamed in pain and anger as she pushed Ravyn away. Ravyn stumbled back at the tremendous shove and lost her grip on her sword, leaving it impaling the vampire.
The vampire stumbled back as well, not used to such pain as having a sword run through her. With an annoyed growl, the vampire snapped the hilt off the blade like breaking a dry twig in half. Reaching her arm around behind her, she grasped the blade and pulled it out of her. Holding the broken sword in front of her, she threw the two pieces in opposite directions, where they clattered on the asphalt noisily. She then pulled back the soft fabric of her dress watching the deep wound heal.
Tarn'se felt his jaw drop as the human ripped the sword out of its body and the wound healed almost instantly! This was impossible! Humans could not do such things! How was it doing that!
Many questions darted through his head, each going unanswered. He would need to report such a thing back to the Elders, but how could he if he didn't even know what the thing was?
"Maybe the female knows," he thought. After all, it had started hunting the strange human originally, so it must know something about it!
Pulling out a shrunken, Tarn'se continued to watch as the two humans faced off again.
Her angry eyes darted to Ravyn, "You will pay for that hunter! Look what you've done to my dress!" She gestured to the deep crimson stains that had leaked out of her wound onto her lavender dress.
"I just stabbed you through the chest and you're worried about your dress? Now that's being vain," Ravyn muttered, knowing perfectly well the vampire could hear her. She threw a quick glance at her broken sword and sighed mentally, "That's the second one this month! Ivy is so going to kill me."
Turning her attention back the vampire, she saw that it had disappeared again. Ravyn sighed in annoyance and turned to find the vampire staring her straight in the face. Ravyn yelped and jumped back, but it was too late. The vampire had her in a strong hold, both arms pinned behind her back. Grabbing her short cropped hair, finally getting a decent grip, the vampire wrenched Ravyn's head back, "Goodbye little hunter," The vampire whispered into Ravyn's ear. Ravyn struggled in vain as the vampire lowered her mouth to Ravyn's throat…
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