Brandon turned to this new Moka before him. This wasn't the same sweet girl he met when he first arrived. This was something else, not this was the same creature that had taken some much from him. The same creature that he saw cause paint to so many people, just to fill themselves with pleasure. This is the same creature that he took great pleasure in killing. This was a vampire.
The screams of his lost loved ones roar from the depths of his soul. Brandon wanted to take his blade and slash her head off her shoulders. While at the same time the thoughts of the Moka who said she wanted to be his friend also flooded his mind.
" Well I'm surprised a half-breed like you is this strong." Said Moka smirking, breaking him out of his thoughts. Moka at a young age was told that half-breeds , especially human half-breeds were lower than trash. Her other side was able to accept Brandon as an equal, but this Moka saw him only as another being beneath her.
Brandon took a deep breath before sighing. " I'm surprised that such a sweet girl could be such pain in the ass." he retorted. Her smirk turned to a frown. How dare this half breed insult her. It was Brandon's turn to smirk. Vampire, creature of vanity and power they call. To him they were over grown leeches. He hefted his katana over his shoulders as he walked towards her.
When he was with a few feet of the super vampire he saw the anger in her eyes.
"You have a lot of nerve speaking to me like that half breed. Obviously, you don't understand the difference between me and the weaker Moka you met." she said with venom in her voice. This half-breed was pushing his luck.
"Please you vampires are all alike. You act like you're the best for of life, but the truth is you just parasites. At least the other Moka was actually humble. Your just a girl with a tree up her ass on a high horse." remarked the Demon hunter.
That did it.
In a flash Moka lashed out with her leg aiming for his head. " Know your place!" She exclaimed. She was utterly shocked when he caught her leg before it hit. Using her momentum he swung her around and slammed into the ground. Moka winced in pain as she tried to get up. This was the first time someone outside her family did any harm to her. It was even more embarrassing that a half-breed beat her, her a S-Class vampire.
Brandon smirked as he saw the "super" vampire on the ground. Pointed his blade at her throat.
" Like I said, your all alike. Because I'm only half of monster I weak, I've face way strong than you. So you KNOW YOUR place." Brandon state, getting a glare from Moka.
This was too rich. He had a chance to kill a vampire, of probable relation to the vampire' who killed his family before him. Normally he wouldn't waste time talking to her at all. By now she'd be dead, but this time was different. As he looked at her he kept seeing the kind Moka he first met. Why did that matter she was just a vampire, all vampire fed on human for their own pleasure. He had seen countless people ravage by them throughout his life. What made her different?
Brandon sighed before putting up his sword. He looked down at her to see that she was still glaring. He dropped the Rosario in front of her. Moka took it and gave him a confused look.
What was to happen now? How was this guy? Why is a half-breed like him so strong? These question echoed in Moka's mind. This half-breed was about to slay her yet he was putting away his blade.
" Thank the other Moka. If it weren't for her you'd be dead." the Demon hunter stated.
This is just a teaser for the Half-breed Brandon
Next time Mutant Brandon teaser
VOTE!!!!!
