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Chapter 2

Hunter

The breeze tickled the skin of my cheek making me stir. Confusion at why I was on the floor lasted only long enough for the events up to unconsciousness to rush back to me. My feet were under me in a crouch that same instant. My senses detected nothing threatening nearby. Relaxing as I stood my full height I scanned the foyer and main room of the house. My home used to feel open and inviting, now it felt empty and depressing. The feeling brought anger, not the rage at hearing the two vampires talk casually at killing my family, anger at the destruction of my home. The one place I could feel safe was gone. Hate followed quickly on the heels of anger and for the same reasons.

I hated them and the thought of them roaming around without a care sickened me. I made up my mind right there that I would see them all dead. I flew up to the second floor where my room was situated. I grabbed a backpack that had a chest and belt strap so it wouldn't shift as I rode my motorcycle. I grabbed enough changes of clothes to last a few days and went to my small desk and turned on my computer. I went into my father's online bank account and transferred eighty percent of that money into my account with the same bank and I donated the rest to various charities. That left me with enough money to live for ten life times but I really didn't expect to live that long, not with what I was planning. I finished gathering need items, cell phone, multi-tool, lighter and other things of that nature. I walked out of the front door closing it behind me and locking it.

I strode to the barn. The hole was not the whole side like I had thought before I had only taken of a large sliding door on the side. I walked through and stopped when I saw a blue tarp covering what looked vaguely bike shaped. A folded piece of paper was taped there. I took it and read the words written inside the folded sheet. Happy graduation, we love you. It was signed Mom and Dad.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I reached a shaking hand over to the blue plastic and jerked it away in as fluid a motion as I could manage. Underneath was the most beautiful motorcycle I had ever seen. A green and black Ducati Streetfighter S sat there. I had been looking at them online for a few months toying with buying one. I couldn't make myself though I still had an excellent bike that my parents had gotten me. They must have done some snooping to find out I was looking and decided to get me one. I ran my hand along the length of it enjoying the feel. I went to collect my old motorcycle. The Ducati fitted my mood perfectly as it looked like an angry predator. I stowed my old bike at the back of the barn and gassed up the Ducati from some of the canisters of gas we kept on hand for emergencies.

I walked my new ride out the front door of the barn after opening the door and closing it when I was clear. I left it on its kickstand and moved over to the front of the house. I stood there taking in all the scents left by the vampires who had departed. Now that I had what I wanted, I walked back to my new motorcycle and kicked it to life. It purred like a hunting cat savoring the hunt. I found this fitting and a bitter smile crossed my face. I rode down the driveway and began my hunt.

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The trail led me to Portland. The coven apparently split up and I was tracking two of them. They were bold, but just cautious enough to keep me at a distance. They knew they were being trailed. They think coming to this big city would keep them safe. If they had decided to stay in the nicer parts of the city they would have been right. I had forced them into the seedy underbelly not that they had anything to fear here, but the residents here didn't 'see' things like people who lived in the nicer parts. Also I had been depriving them of blood by not allowing them to feed. They were thirsty by now and they had just made their mistake. The one I had been waiting for them to make.

They were hunting a teenager I had paid to draw them where I wanted. I momentarily felt like a bastard. I didn't like having to use others to trap them, considering how it usually wound up for the bait. The movement of said bait brought me out of my contemplation. I looked behind the teen and saw the two vampires following and keeping to the shadows. That was something that kept them out of sight of their quarry. It did nothing to deter my superior vision and hearing. When I saw them I nearly leaped from my hiding place on the side of this building. That was the animal from that first confrontation. He had no concept of caution all he saw was target and he wanted to rip and tear. My rational mind pushed him back like an over eager hunting dog. I needed one of them alive long enough for information gathering.

They stepped to just under my hiding spot. I prepared to stop their movement like I had that first time. I still was unsure how I did all that the first time. Now all I could do was stop and hold them. Useful but I couldn't maintain it without passing out after about five minutes. Hopefully they would be quickly forthcoming with answers. They stopped as I let go and plummeted to the alley floor. I landed crouching to absorb some of the shock of the landing. I locked them both in place and sprang at the one on the left. She was medium height and slight of frame, her blond hair trailed down her back. Her nearly black eyes widened in shock as I broke her spine at the shoulders. I set her aside and repeated the move with her black haired companion. I set them side by side against the building on the left side of the alley. I'd released whatever was holding them, as soon as I had incapacitated them. I kept ready though just in case, vampires healed quickly.

"Okay one of you gets to leave this alley tonight," I said in a calm and smooth voice. They stared at me dumbfounded. One of them found their voice after moment though.

"What are you," the blonde female asked. I fixed her in a stare that seemed to make her regret asking the question.

"Where did Caleb go," I asked as if she had not asked a question. They continued to stare at me. They apparently needed more incentive to talk to me. I tore the male's arms off, internally cringing at the sound. The male shrieked I took his head next. I turned just in time to catch the female as she lunged sinking her teeth into my shoulder.

I cried out as we tumbled. She released my shoulder and went for my neck. The animal leaped forward to take control of the situation. My hand grabbed her by the throat and tossed her off. She landed and crouched ready to continue. I was up and in a crouch of my own. Her leap brought her to me as I punched out connecting with her solar plexus crushing it inward and snapping most of her ribs.

She crumpled and looked up at me. Terror was clear in her eyes I should be writhing on the ground from her venomous bite. To see me standing over her not even flinching made her loose all her nerve.

"He's heading to Washington, to some place called Forks," she squealed in an attempt to keep me from finishing her off. She was about to offer more, but I cut her off by decapitating her. So Forks was where I was headed. Good now I had a destination.

I tossed the vampires into a dumpster along with some lighter fluid and a lit book of matches. I strode out of the alley absently rubbing at my injured shoulder. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off it was starting to burn. I wasn't worried I was venomous too so it was very unlikely that it would to more than burn for a few days, I could ignore that pain.

My motorcycle was right where I had left it in an abandoned garage. I walked it out and mounted up. The hunt continued as I rode at the bikes top speed towards my new goal.