Bleeding Secrets Of A Burning Hate
By: Olivia Whitlock

Chapter 2

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Powerpuff Girls they belong to Craig McCracken.

Okay this chapter is a lot longer than the previous one, and it's up a lot faster than I was planning but there's a chapter I want to get up on Halloween so updates will be faster for this story at least up until Halloween, after that the updates will slow down a bit.

Full Summary: This is not just the average story with the vampire hunter who falls for the super sexy evil vampire, yes it does have that but with a twist... or two. Meet Blossom your average vampire hunter and Brick your super sexy evil vampire who the hunter always seems to fall for... but add in family, past lives, death, and of course mind blowing secrets and they have one hell of a mess to work through before they can be together... and that's if they don't die first.

Chapter 2: Character Introductions

Blossom's POV (2:00pm; Fri)

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"Blossom would you please read section C-57 in our textbook for us, please?"

Smiling with a quick nod in her direction I stand with my textbook in hand and flip to the section and begin to read.

I feel some of my classmates eyes looking at me instead of their textbooks but it doesn't bother me much, I'm use to it. It's been this way most of my life really for many reasons I suppose. One would be becasue I've got the looks that makes all the girls turn green with envy and that makes the boys drool.

My long red hair which reaches well pass my bottom when tied up in a high ponytail, always seems to attract attention where ever I go and sometimes that's not a good thing. And I also have amber eyes that have such a light brown streak in them that it makes them almost look pink when the light hits them in a certain way, or so I've been told. Another reason though and probably the most important one would be because of who I happen to be.

After all I am Blossom Utonium, the only child of the world famous scientist Professor Utonium. By the way when I say world famous, I do mean world as in all of it... well all the places with up to date technology so that's pretty much all over. So I've already mentioned I've got the looks but I have the smarts as well, so yes I guess you could I'm the whole package, and you can also say that I'm one of the most popular girls in my high school because of it.

Okay fine, I am the most popular girl in my high school... and the richest and most talented too! Not that I'm trying to brag or anything, I just don't see the need to be modest about it. Though Princess does come pretty close in the money department, and well her farther does seem to give it to her whenever she asks for it, my farther thinks that I need to earn it and that's just what I do.

Because I Blossom Utonium am a eighteen year old high school student by day and a vampire hunter by night, which doesn't leave much time for anything else but school and slaying. But it's my job to be a student and a hunter, and there's not really anything I can do to change that, I was born to be what I am and so I will fill those shoes.

"Very good Blossom you may take your seat now."

Noding I sit back down, once I do Mrs. Harris begins to lecture about what I was just reading, I don't really pay attention since I went over the stuff during the summer break in my spare time. Besides it's science and well my dad is a scientist after all, I could most of his formulas and equations in my sleep if I wanted too. Glancing at the clock on the wall I see that it's almost time to leave, I'm glad it's the last period of the day... don't get me wrong I really do love school. I crave knowledge and to read and learn new things is like an adventure to me but...

I need to get home and get ready to go hunt for vampires, or to be more precise a vampire... there has been some rather gruesome killings as of lately, and I'm sure that it's a new vampire. Actually at first I almost had it written off as a werewolf attack, because some of the bodies were tore apart and tossed all over the place... but there wasn't a full moon recently and the bite marks didn't match that of a werewolves' either. I had seen one of the victim's arms and sure enough it was a vampire bite... but just what type of vampire sucks blood then mangles their body to such a point? And why is it that he drains them of their blood in any place besides their throat? That's like a vampires' favorite spot... well most vampires anyways.

And yes I said he, it is very rare for vampires to drink from the same sex as themselves and most of the victims were females... the males are actually the ones that were given the fastest death by snaping their necks. It would seem that he likes to torture women before killing them and draining their blood. I've never once not gotten my target, and it'll be the same this time... I can't wait to put a stake through this son of a bitch's heart.

But that's for later tonight hopefully, so in the mean time maybe I should brush up on werewolves more. Since I only know the basics about them... though I don't handle them often... still being informed about such things is always helpful.

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"Professor, I'm home!"

Typing in the key combination I enter the living room, ever room has a pad with it's own combination lock, you can never be too careful even if vampires can't come in without being invited. I look around the very white living room... father always was rather plain when it came to the decor, anyways he should be at home since it's friday and he works from home on fridays.

"Blossom, your home early! Don't you usually spend a little time with your friends before coming home?"

I greet him with a smile and a hug, I do this all the time because you never know when I might not be here to hug him anymore. "Well, yes... but I thought that since I have a really big test to study for tonight that I would come right home and get ready for it." He frowns slightly and nods, and I know that it's because he knows what I really mean. Beacuse I never really need to study, I only do it when I'm bored besides I aways pass my tests with flying colors I might add.

It's a code, we talk in those a lot... because it's not safe to talk about things regarding vampires, there are very few places where we can talk without code and our house isn't one of them. It's rather sad really... to not feel at home in your own house. "Well, I'll go make us something to eat before you go hit the books, okay?" I agree and head up stairs to take a shower.

So anyways when I say 'I have a test to study for.' then I really mean that I'm getting ready to do some normal vampire hunting, and if I say it's a 'big test' then that means I've got a pretty tough vampire to hunt, and if I bring up 'studing for finals' then well... I'm talking about facing a head vampire. Head vampires are ones that have been around for a long time, they have great power, and most of them have many loyal followers. There followers aren't usually so tough just a bunch of normal vampires that have been brain washed into following a strong and older vampire... though sometimes they follow out of fear of being destroyed if they don't. Luckily I've only faced two of them, even though I almost died both times... but lets not think about that right now.

As you may or may not know in the real world and not some crappy vampire movie or novel, you can't just kill the head vampire and make all of it's followers instantly cured of vampirism. It doesn't work that way unfortunately...

There is absolutely no known way to cure a vampire... it doesn't matter if they haven't drank anybody's blood yet and it doesn't matter if they are given a blood transfusion! Good ideas for movies or books, and I'll admit to even liking some of them but that's not how it works. There is no magical or non-magical way to make the living dead, living again... they have died and the dead can't live again. That doesn't mean I don't believe in spirits, I've even seen a few but they are still dead not alive... dead things stay dead that's just the way it is.

Also there is no such thing as a good vampire, or a vampire with a soul... I feel have to stress this, vampires lose their soul when they die... when that happens they are no longer the same person, just a cold, blood thirsty, empty shell of that person. They also can not regain there soul it is gone and it won't come back no matter what, it is nothing like a spirit you can not see a vampire's spirit because they are... to put it simply not dead enough to be spirits, hints the term 'the living dead'.

And I know all of this for a fact because my farther is a great scientist, not only does he invent things as a cover but he has tested all things regarding vampires himself, and he also made all of my weapons that are used to destroy them too.

Steping out of the shower I grab a towl, thinking about father's cooking... even though we have a cook... actually a couple of them but he's still better at cooking then they are, guess they do come in handy when he doesn't have the time to cook himself though.

Bubbles POV (5:45pm; Fri)

"I'm finally done!" I nearly shout with joy, as I hold up my math test and wave it around before handing it over to my aunt. "So, aunt Mary... can I go outside now?" She starts to look over it, please don't make me wait until you finish grading it...

"Okay... I'm sure you passed it... we will talk about your grade over dinner so make sure to be back by seven."

I nod happily as I turn and skip out of the room and into mine to change for a nice evening walk. Yes a walk, so I like things simple.

Hiya, I'm Bubbles Bailey I am a sixteen year old girl who is in tenth grade, I have been home schooled by my aunt since I was in third grade. I don't really mind it though, since she's my only family I like to spend as much time as I can with her. I don't really like it when she takes on the teacher roll, but I like her much better as my nice, understanding, cookie baking aunt. I do wish that I had some more friends... the only person I really hang out with is my boyfriend Matt and sometimes his friends... but I don't think they like me to much.

I guess it's because I never have much to talk about since I don't have the time to get into the things that other high school students do... well not since this summer anyways and that is when I meet Matt. I can't really blame my aunt entirely for that, though she is a bit over protective of me and is always limiting what I can and can't do. She actually made a rule book recently for me, I think it's kinda funny... I don't think Matt agrees with me on that though... because aunt Mary told him next time he comes over he needs to read it too.

Anyways back to the point, I've kinda been keeping myself busy... and it's by choice... nobody tells me to do it... it's just something I feel like I have to do... no not have to, but need to... you see I recently found out what killed my mother all those years ago yes what not who, I never got to meet her but I still feel like I should do something about it. What I'm taking about is a demon, yes I know how that sounds and no it's not a figure of speech... it's all ture, my aunt Mary wouldn't have written it in her diary if it wasn't true... and I know what you must be thinking how could I go through my aunt's dairy like that.

Well I can assure you it was a complete accident that I can across it while helping with this summers' chores, but once I realized that it was about my mother I could not stop reading it. I know it wasn't right and I feel bad but... at least now I know, I also found out a little bit about my dad too. His name was John, I only know his first name but that's better than nothing. Aunt Mary never mentioned him to me... not really, I didn't even think she knew his name.

So anyways I have been doing research in all most all of my free time, I need to know about these things since they do exist... I need to know what to do if I ever meet one, I know it's not very likely but everything that I've read so far tells about how evil they are. So I figure it would be good to be able to identify them too, since most of them take on human forms. So now you can see why I'm not up to date with any good gossip or any of the current fashion, and it's not like I can have a conversation about safety around demons or anything like that... they'd only laugh if I brought it up.

I use to be ignorant like them... but not anymore.

I have found out a lot of useful information while searching, like most of them stay underground if they don't have a human enough appearance... I know one day this stuff will come in handy, so I have no reason to believe it's a waste of my time. And even though I've collected as much as I could about them so far, I had a really good head start when I went to clean out aunt Mary's closet... I think she might even be close to finding out what type of demon that it was that killed my mom.

"Well it's I'm ready for my walk... but I can never be to careful." I pull my gun out of my underwear drawer, it has a special type of bullets ones best suited for injuring demons... I found out that Aunt Mary carries one too. I put it under my skirt and made sure that it was locked in good on my leg holster.

I don't think she's being paranoid, after all there have been some rather gruesome killings lately and they just don't say human to me at all... that's actually what made me decide to get a gun of my own. It might not be able to kill a demon but it can sure slow one down, which is long enough for me to run away. The gun actually wasn't to hard to get either, my aunt has some pretty good underground demon hunter connections... I know I really shouldn't have kept snooping around after the diary thing but I couldn't help it.

I feel bad about it but I feel better now that I know what's really out there and how to protect myself... well somewhat anyways. Maybe if mom would have known she would still be here... no I shouldn't think those type of things. I then spin around and look in the mirror, smiling to myself. I'm wearing a light blue tank top that matches my baby blue eyes with a small white jacket over it with my name printed on the back of it. Looks good, I really love how my aunt likes to buy me custom made clothes.

Next I have on a black skirt that almost reaches to my knees, and underneath it I have my gun attached to my leg. It's small and it's put high up on my thigh, not noticeable at all since my skirt isn't tight on me. Lastly I pull up my hair with blue ribbons and into high pigtails that reach down to the middle of my back.

And finally I pull my white and blue backpack purse on, which has all my necessities in it.

Like... pepper spray which is to be used if a human ever attacks me, girl stuff that I'm sure I don't need to explain, and other things, like a comb, a mirror, a little bit of money, some lip gloss, a travel size tooth brush, some extra bullets, and a couple of hair things.

"Alright, I'm ready to go!"

I smile and leave my room making sure to shut my door on the way out, I love my aunt's cat and all but I don't really like having cat hair all over my bed. Walking down the hallway, I think about getting some ice cream from the new ice cream shop that opened a little while back, that sounds really nice about right now. I know it's against the rules since I haven't had dinner yet but aunt Mary doesn't have to know...

I've been thinking like that a lot lately and it needs to stop since I use to share everything with her... I really don't like to keep secrets but it's just icecream besides I'll tell her about what I found out one day, just not now...

Anyways it's time to finally check out that shop, I can't believe I've been to busy until now to try it out. Hmm, I wonder if I'll run into Matt while I'm out I hope so... this is a small neighborhood after all and it is friday.

Buttercup's POV (6:30pm; Fri)

"Welcome to the Music Box, can I help you find anything today."

Greeting yet another customer as they walk in, damn this is annoying... it's not that I don't love working in a music store... besides I get some wicked cool discounts.

It's just I'm so tried of greeting every single customer, most of them ignore me anyways... and saying the same thing it gets old after the tenth time of saying it... I wanna do something else for once!

"Hey Buttercup, come stock the shelves okay." My boss shouts at me found the other end of the store.

"Finally... something else to do!"

I head over to stock the shelves with some new cds that just got in, I never heard of this band before... I could give it a try though the cover looks cool. I go through box after box after box and put them where they're supposed to go, I'm glad they already have the prices on them... I hate pricing stuff, it takes forever and a day.

Hey, the names Buttercup if you didn't already know... and I have until now been living in foster care, because my parents died back when I was a kid. I just turned eighteen last month, my hair is shoulder length and black and I usually just let it curl up and under most of the time... it's natural I don't bother with it on most days. Also I like to wear dark colors and shades of green and blue mostly... and I hate to wear uniforms so I was really glad to find out this store didn't have any. And now I've gotten my own apartment and my own job, and no I never finished high school... it was boring and I had much more important things to do... really you think people would appreciate the work that I do!

No I don't mean helping people find the music that there looking for, though they should appreciate that too. But what I'm talking about is my job as a hunter of wolves... no not normal ones, but werewolves. Yes, they exist... and they are the most disgusting things out there, yes more so than any type of demons or vampires all rolled up in one. Why? Because, they are animals who can look human, they are killers, carnivores, and they have souls... you see the other monsters lost their humanity or never had it to begin with and that goes for their souls also.

But werewolves still have souls and they willingly gave up their humanity and they slaughter people and they don't even care that they do one bit! And no I don't think I'm being to hard on them, because they choose to be the way they are... maybe they didn't ask for it but they still choose to do what they do. I mean seriously if they cared in the least bit they would have blown their own brains out to keep themselves from killing people! But they don't care so I have to blow out their brains for them.

So yes that's what my real job is, even if I only get paid for working in this music store the only real job I will ever have is killing those wolves that pretend to be human... I will do the best that I can and maybe I'll end up finding the ones that ate my family right in front of me when I was a little girl... and even if I don't I'll take down any one of them that I come across! I don't care if they look human at the time or not, if I'm sure that they are werewolves I'll take them down in any form.

Because even when they look human they aren't, it's just a mask that they wear... I know that they are always animals... disgusting animals!

"Buttercup, your shift is over you know."

I look over at one of the employees named Chris and reply, "I know that, I'm leaving right now." I pick up the last of what I didn't get done with to put into the storage room for tomorrow when Chris says, "I got it, you can go ahead and leave... I'll close up tonight." I give him a look but I don't agure.

"Sure, whatever..."

I hand over the box to him, if the guy wants to to do more work I'm not gonna stop him. Still I hope he doesn't think he's getting any points for this... I can tell that he's been trying to get me to like him, he's even been hinting on asking me out and it's annoying the hell out of me.

I'm not in the mood to date, not after my last boyfriend Ace... and definitely not with this guy is to desperate, and so not my type at all. I'm tried... I'll just grab a bite to eat on the way home and then watch tv until I fall to sleep... ya that sounds like a good plan...

Brick's POV (9:50pm; Fri)

I'm not very well known by my name despite being well over three hundred years old, it's my eyes that most everyone recognizes me by, my blood red eyes are said to be a more blood like color than any of the others of our kind. All vampires that know of me know me by my eyes very few know me for my name... Brick. It's been so long since I earned that name and I just don't kill like that anymore so those who did know easily forgot.

But they do know that I love to bleed out my victims very slowly, I love a bloody death and seeing the pain on their faces, their cries of pain and fear, I love it all. Especially when it's women, they usually scream more and well I have issues with women... so it's just more fun to just kill them.

And the more blood, the more I like it... truth is I like to make them bleed and watch them until there isn't any more blood in their body... it's much more fun than actually drinking them, since I have been drinking from them for so long... it's always the same. But there are so many different ways to kill someone and bleed them out, and it can be rather entertaining to watch them choke on their on blood.

Now I only drink because it's necessary, don't get me wrong I do still like the taste and the smell... but there is no fun in just drinking it, they barely even scream when you drink from them anymore. It's like they just except death and give up, but I like a struggle, a fight... another reason women are more fun they tend to fight longer than a man will... not lately though. I guess I just keep getting the wrong people.

And when my victims are finally drenched in their own blood... it is an improvement really, they look much better that way... actually that's the only time when they don't look disgusting to me. They only look appealing when covered in their red life substance, and red just happens to also be my favorite color, and also the color that people first see when they look at me and into my eyes.

If you haven't guessed by now I pretty much have issues with all humans, it's not only the women... though they are the ones that always approach me, it's their own fault really. I just stare down at the thing that was once a female... that was to easy... these humans are getting so boring, no fun at all... they can't even defend themselves right.

I'm getting really tired of this... I want more of a challenge... I want that hunter to take notice to my activity and come seeking after me, but she hasn't yet so maybe I have fooled her into thinking it was a werewolf or some other creature. Well she is the last vampire hunter that I came to be aware of that's why I'm here in the first place, but maybe she isn't that smart if she thinks a few torn limbs mean it's something other than what it really is.

I like this game that I am playing with her but it will only become really exciting once she finds me, then the real games will begin. I turn away from the lump of flesh but then I hear, a whimper... I glance back and a smirk makes it's way onto my face.

"You're still alive...I'll have to fix that, won't I?"

I get a real kick out of the look on her mangled face, she's missing her eyes since I gouged them out but she still looks terrified.

"Don't worry... I'll make this as painful as possible, I promise."

Bending down to her as she just lays there whipering, I grab her bloody matted hair that was once blonde and lift her face to me, I wonder for a second... she still has her tongue I could always rip that out... no that's not very creative, I know... I let go of her hair and her head falls back down and hits the ground, she lets out a cry. I wonder just how much she can withstand?

I grab her broken and bruised left arm, this might be fun after all maybe I'll rip it off like her right arm... no that wouldn't do either, I should leave the bite mark visible... but I made sure the last one was noticeable also. That hunter girl hasn't found me yet so maybe she needs a little more to go on... well I don't mind. One more bite on her arm ought to do the trick...

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I was right, that was no fun... didn't even last two minutes after I used a piece of broken glass from her glasses to cut her stomach open... guess she lost too much blood.

"Well, I might have that hunter's attention now... she doesn't seem to catch on easy... but I'm sure I've got it this time." I left quite a few bite marks on her arms, and even one of them is still attached so she should be able to tell. I heard she was good, beat two masters... or some would call them head vampires, well while I might not be a head vampire... but I'm more than a match for one.

"I wonder how much pain she can take..."

It would be nice to finally get a challenge... and even if she's not I might still have some fun with her. I'll make sure this will be one battle she won't forget, after all no one has ever survived a battle with me and lived to tell about it be it human or vampire... that might be why I'm not very well know...

Maybe if I had let one of the two women from last night get away I'd have more people know about me... but where's the fun in that?

Boomer's POV (10:00am; Sat)

"Last night another body was found... it was yet again another young woman, and once again she was mangled almost beyond recognition... more on this-" Turning off the tv I shake my head, "Brick..." Why the hell does he have to do that to them... isn't it enough to just drink their blood, he doesn't have to torture them too..

Well not like I can do anything about it... I wonder what Butch is up to today, it's not like I have anything better to do since it's the weekend, so why not go and annoy him. "Hey dad... I'm going out for a while!" I get a muffled 'okay, bring back some beer, or don't come back.' Ignoring my 'loving' lazy ass farther I just leave the house, but not before glacing at the calendar on the wall. Damn... it's already that time again...

"There's a full moon tonight... great..."

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I gave each of them a part so that you could learn a little about each of the characters... well except Butch... he'll come later. But I'm sure you can guess what Brick and Boomer are by now. Yes the characters are still growing, they will change in many different ways throughout the story this is just them at the start, and I know that Blossom is a little(okay a lot full of herself) but come on you would be to if you were her admit it.

And yes I know you might be confused about things, like Bubbles, Blossom, and Buttercup not being related... well keep reading and you'll find out... because not everything is what it seems inserts evil laugh here( ) Well, which character is your favorite so far? So the next chapter will have a lot more gore, violence, and fighting are you excited?

I hope you liked it and that you'll review!!