"She's like Bruce Lee, the Hulk and Neo from The Matrix all rolled into one." - Kendare Blake, Anna Dressed in Blood

Luna/Alissa POV

I hold onto the stake tightly; my life hangs in the balance of this weapon. That's what freaks some vampires out-one wrong move, and it's over. I try to forget about these things when I am fighting, but sometimes it's difficult to completely eliminate death from my mind. Although I hate to admit it, I guess death is my one fear. That's why I ran away isn't it?-fear of dying. Blade would often tell me before a fight, that I was invisible, born with an unbreakable, transparent force field to protect me. It was one winters night that I discovered the force field wasn't really there, and death was holding my hand. I hate reliving that night-the cold winter wind whispering, the figures surrounding me, mocking how helpless I was. Blade saved me that night, holding each of the blood-lust vampires down as I reached through their rib cage and tore apart their beating heart.

The blood-lust vampire in-front of me is like all the others-insane, evil, and inhabited by a demon from the deepest depths of Hell. The student in her grasp is screaming, pleading for her human life. Her blonde hair is greasy, trailing down her spine and covering most of her face, her lips are perked up with her sharp fangs slipping out. But her eyes are her scariest feature, with all the deaths innocent humans she's caused burned into them and their helpless pleas to continue living locked into her mind.

"Let her go," the vampire seems startled by my presence.
"A life for a life," she bargains, sinfully. I laugh,
"fine. But my life won't be handed to you on a silver platter." The vampire releases the student, who brushes past me as she runs away, screaming at the top of her lungs. Way to cause a scene.
"Oak Wood are sending innocent little girls after me now?" She mocks, in a screeching, sinful voice.
"I'm far from innocent, in fact, I took a library book out the other day without signing it out." I use my cute school girl impression, receiving a smirk from the pale vampire.
"Trust me, darlin', you really don't want to go up against me. It'll end badly-" she pauses, "for you, that is." I smile, throwing the stake in the air, then catching it. "Don't play with your weapons, only a trained warrior should do that." Okay, this woman is really annoying me.
"I don't want to bicker, I came here to kill you." I move my body forward, ready to attack.
"Of course, darlin', let's make that your last wish."
"Oh believe me, I've heard that so many times before." I say, waiting for her to make the first move.
"I'd usually feel bad hurting a child vampire, but, darlin', your so easy to read. For example, I can tell you go to Oak Wood High School-nobody could make a stake that good without a lot of training." The vampire sounds smart, however, her observation is wrong.
"Actually, I don't go to Oak Wood anymore. And I didn't make this stake, it was a gift." She laughs, charging forward as fast as she can.

I duck her first blow, stabbing my stake into her leg as deeply as I can. She cries out, limping backwards. "You little rat, this will take at least a week to heal." She snaps, staring down at her injured leg, crying in pain.
"Trust me, you won't last a week." I retaliate, punching her in the face. The vampire grabs my legs, tripping me up so I fall onto the floor with a thump. She rests her foot on my stomach holding me down, before taking my stake out of my hand. "It's a shame really, to die by your own weapon. Some vampires see it as a disgrace," she says, happily.

I embrace my chances of death. Dying at fourteen is nothing. I haven't lived yet, gosh, I've never even kissed a boy. I'll never experience love, or fight another battle. My life flashes before my eyes, from my earliest memories, to the ones I experienced just today-how included I'd felt with Ari and Keira. And Ranger. The one thing I want to shake from my memory is him. Blade is constant in my mind too, when we first met, my first training session and the time he saved my life-all on replay. Then I get the rush of regret. If only I'd have stayed at Oak Wood, fulfilling my destiny as The Savior, dying a worthy death, being forever remembered. Instead of dying by my own weapon at a human school. I chose this path, I deserve the consequence.

I wait patiently for the deadly puncture on my heart, yet it never comes. Instead, the vampire screams. "I can't move, I'm completely paralysed! Help me, help me!" I jumped up, pushing her statue body away. Astonishingly, when she hits the ground, she smashes into a million pieces of ash, dying helpless, insane, and evil.

I take my stake from the mountain of ash, hiding it under my skirt quickly, the bell sings, informing students that break has ended. What happened back there? I turn around swiftly. My heart stops beating as I see Ranger stood directly in-front of me. But he's not how I remember him at all. This time he has black, thin, transparent wings. And he's... glowing a deep blue colour. I'm not sure whether to run or stay. Is he something from my dreams, or has he climbed put of my nightmares? Maybe, just maybe, he's here to finish the job the blood-lust vampire couldn't.