A few days prior….

It was two in the morning when Izuku Midoriya managed to finish his project for his British Literature class. What should have been a two-week assignment turned into an all dayer for the depleted emerald-haired teen. Instead of attending class like he should, he skipped school to confine himself at the public library. He made the excuse to the librarian that he was homeschooled. The benefits of fooling a senile elderly woman, he humbly regretted to himself. The assignment was discussing the literature of the early twentieth century. He really didn't care for British literature or the stories itself, but he needed something to aid him in his works. He decided to use a nineteenth-century story and how the elements and themes impacted a movement of twentieth-century London. He neither remembered the subject or the story itself. Be as it may, the story was finished.

He closed the laptop, stretching and yawning while thinking of the impending school day. He had promised Shouto to help shop for a birthday present for his sister, Fuyumi. Not until after he tended to after-school classroom cleaning since he and Tsuyu switched swifts in order to complete this paper. That evening, he had to escort his mother to her weekly book club. In her own bubbly words, "she needs a strong and handsome cinnamon roll for protection."

He had about a couple of hours before the alarm clock would get him up at six in the morning. He turned off his lights. He got from his chair and took off his clothes. He wasn't in the mood to be in his nightfall attire, settling for his boxers as he put his knees on the bed. He got into the covers, feeling the pleasure of the soft sheets on top of him. As he was about to drift into his well-deserved slumber, an alert came from his phone.

He jumped up from his bed, trying to reach his phone without alerting his parents. It was good enough that he was already past his curfew, but he didn't want to further incite his parents' awakening. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand. However, it wasn't his cell phone. Immediately, he knew it was the sound of his other cell phone. He went to his desk drawer and pulled out his special phone. He quickly hit the answer button.

"Izuku reporting," said Izuku.

"Hey, Izuku," said the voice. "It is Ren. Sorry that I have to call you this late, but this is an emergency."

He nodded in agreement while he was yawning. He was walking to the bed where he was sitting as he knew he had to prepare for the night. "It is all good, man. I am fortunate that you caught me while I was still awake."

Lie Ren scoffed in laughter. "Last minute as always, my friend. But anyway, this is no social call. The guild has called and we are on assignment."

"Gotcha. I am getting into gear right now," said Izuku. "What is on tap this evening?"

"According to the info the guild has given me, this is quite a doozy," said Ren while he was whistling.

"Hasn't stopped us from tackling any challenges in the past," said Izuku adamantly as he was looking for his uniform in the dark. "Tell me as I get myself together."

"Our newest assignment was faxed over this evening. Guild says she goes by the name of Yang Xiao Long.

We have reports that she is involved in two attacks on teenage girls within the prefecture in the last twenty-four hours. Although in two different cities, the M.O.'s look similar."

"Hickey marks and two puncture wounds to match?"

"Spot on, Deku!"

"You know I don't like to take any chances," said Izuku. "Do you have a location in particular?"

"Fortunately, yes. According to the guild, she was last sighted at our neck of the woods. At the park a few blocks down from UA High School," confirmed Ren.

He wasn't particularly frightened. At this particular juncture, he was frustrated that this vampire was interrupting his slumber. He went inside his drawer where his uniform was made. He found his Victorian-style dress along with his accessories.

"How many are joining us tonight," questioned Izuku as he was looking for his wig.

"Besides us, maybe another. I am not so sure."

"Why is it a doozy, then? Should it be at least some more?"

Ren sighed. "I call it a doozy because she is a special case."

Izuku smiled. "A vampire girl who chases after young girls? Okay, now I am definitely grateful for being in uniform."

"Hearing your sounds, I know you are excited."

"What can I say," replied Izuku as he finished the final piece of his uniform. "Izumi enjoys the company of a woman."

Izuku had the expertise to handle special cases like her. Adding more to this would have easily been a liability-turned-causality.

"Fetching," said Ren. "Anyway, be ready in the next few minutes. We will meet you in the city square."

"Have one of them come to the square right now so we can have a sighting," answered Izuku. "Once we get confirmation, then I can go and pull my tricks."

"Gotcha, Deku," said Ren before hanging up.

Izuku stepped from his bed and exited his bedroom. He was cautious not to disturb his sleeping parents. Also, he didn't want to explain to his parents about his current get-up. He walked gracefully down the stairs as he made his way to the front door. Once he made it out, he went to the garage where he had his bike. Once getting his bike, he went to the bushes where he hid his backpack containing vampire gear. With his backpack and his bike, he was making his way to the park with Ren and honestly, whoever rent-a-hunter was there — either Minoru Mineta or Oscar Pine.

Izuku became part of the hunting guild about a year ago after his friend, Ochako, was targeted by a vampire. Although she recovered, she was never the same Ochako.

He often makes visits to the psychiatric hospital to see her.

Since then, the emerald teen has dedicated himself to targeting vampires, especially the one who bit Ochako. She explained to him that she wasn't sure what the vampire looked like. The only thing she remembered was the vampire had a scar on her neck and a chipped tooth. Through research, thanks to Shouto and his classmates, Izuku found a hunting guild who was recruiting.

Izuku took it personally. Ochako was his crush. Even as he was cruising to his destination, he thought of what he would do if he had encountered the vampire. He told himself that he would do it for nothing. It was going to be a personal kill. It wasn't about the payment. It would be revenge for altering Ochako's life.

It was a few minutes later when Izuku made it to the park. Just as he thought, Ren was waiting for him at the city square across the street. He was wearing all black clothing and was posted behind a vehicle. Izuku had parked his bike a few blocks before walking the rest of the way to the park. He kneeled beside Ren. They bumped fist with each other before Ren returned to the binoculars.

"What is the word," asked Izuku as he stared into the dark, empty park.

"According to our rent-a-hunter," responded Lie Ren. "She is in the park." He pulled out a piece of paper from his backpack. "Yang Xiao Long. She is of Eurasian descent. Not much of a backstory on her, but she happens to be a teenager like us. Before making her way here, she was last sighted in Saitama Prefecture.

More info is on that paper."

"Any victims besides our two," asked Izuku while scanning the reports.

"Yes, mostly girls. Kobe, Kyoto, Miyazaki, Fukuoka," said Ren. "None have been fatal."

"New blood?" questioned Izuku. "Must be new to the area."

"Unsure. The guild is already facing issues from the mayor. Doesn't want this to be leaked to the press. That is why he wants us to shut this case now."

"Second encounter in the area...since Ochako," replied Izuku faintly.

Lie Ren gripped Izuku. "Take your mind off of her for now. I need you to focus on this assignment. I need you, bro!"

"Ok, ok." He looked at the park. "You think I should make my move now?"

"Not yet," said Ren. "I want to be sure that I can see her. Or at least see any presence of the rent-a-hunter. He said he will text me as a signal."

Izuku got his backpack and pulled out his tools for the hunt. He got his pearl necklace and put it around his neck. He also had pulled his stake that came from a hawthorn tree. He put the stake inside of his jacket. He sat quietly, waiting for Ren's signal.

"Bingo," confirmed Ren with excitement from his voice.

"Did you get the message from the rent-a-hunter," asked Izuku.

Izuku took the binoculars from him to see the vampire damsel. Izuku's eyes were widened, his mouth was agape from seeing the vampire damsel. Similar to Izuku, she, too, was wearing a Victorian-style dress. She was tall and slender. She had blonde hair that looked similar to Goldilocks with the purple eyes to match. Hauntingly and surprisingly beautiful, he thought.

"Whoa," said Izuku. "It is a damn shame that this girl is a vampire." He sighed. "But, it is part of the job, I guess." He turned to Ren. "I am ready when you are."

"Alright, Izumi," he laughed. "Do your stuff. And remember, do your job correctly."

"Yeah, yeah," answered Izuku as he scoffed at the previous comment. He coughed as he tried to prepare his feminine voice. He swallowed a lump in his throat as he prepared to take on his assignment of the night. He saw Yang walk a few faces into the park. He was familiar with the trail. The trail would lead them to the bridge where the pond resided. He decided to run ahead on the opposite end to beat her.

A few moments later, he arrived at his spot. He took some deep breaths, trying to maintain his composure. He straightened himself out and prepared his role as he saw the blonde vampiress coming from the distance. He played coy, staring into the murky lake. Her footsteps gave him confirmation that she was coming. He let out a silent prayer as she made herself closer to him.

"Good evening," said Yang as she took graceful steps toward Izuku/Izumi.

Izuku turned, batting his eyes gracefully, letting out a slight smile. "Good evening, better yet, good morning."

"Clever, aren't you," said Yang as she leaned next to Izuku on the bridge. "Why is such a delicate little flower of beauty all alone in the dead of night?"

He covered his mouth, letting out a giggle. "I could ask you the same thing, my dear. Maybe because I enjoy the beautiful crescent moon shining before me." He turned to her with alluring eyes. "Or, maybe, I was waiting on someone."

Yang waved her hand, presenting it to Izuku. "I am called Yang — Yang Xiao Long, my dear."

Izuku returned her hand with a peck on it. "Izumi is my name."

"Izumi," she retorted. "It is a pleasure to meet you on this lovely evening." Izuku saw as Yang opened her mouth. Seeing the sharpness of her teeth confirmed his target. He wasn't ready until she made the next move.

"So, Izumi. I do have to ask about your reasoning on being here. It is not just because of an evening stroll," she purred.

He sighed. "You got me. I am actually looking for someone. Someone very special to me."

"Oh," she said. "Is he very special?"

Izuku returned a sly look. "Actually, she."

Yang stroked her cheek. "Very fetching. I envy that girl." She turned away, looking at the moon. "It is a very lovely night indeed. A very loving night for a lovely encounter."

"You think so?"

"I know so," she giggled. "Can I stay with you until she comes?"

"Certainly. In fact, I feel insulted if you didn't. The park is kind of dangerous at night. I wouldn't mind a helping hand."

"I certainly wouldn't mind. Women work better in packs," replied Yang. She took a look at Izuku's pearl necklace. "That is a very pretty necklace."

Izuku blushed, holding on the necklace. "Thank you. It was a gift from my beloved."

"Beautiful. I am now envious of how treasured she made you, I mean it." She added, "May I take a look?"

"Please," said Izuku.

She reached and held onto the necklace. "This necklace is beautiful, precious. It really brings out the color of your eyes." Yang peered closer, pressing her body to Izuku. "It brings the beauty out of you."

"Thank you."

"You wouldn't mind if I further check out this beauty, would you?"

She came and pressed her body onto Izuku. She caressed her hands with his cheek. She tilted his neck and was to proceed with a kiss. The moment Izuku saw her attempted kiss, he made the opportunity to go and attack.

Izuku ducked to the ground. He quickly reached for his stake. Yang jumped back, surprised at the sudden change.

"What the hell," she screamed.

"Sorry, my darling," responded Izuku in his regular voice. "I wish we could have further this rendezvous, but unfortunately, your evening is drawing near its end."

"You're a boy?"

"I am afraid so," said Izuku. "But, don't you worry, your shock won't be for long."

Izuku lunged at her. However, she moved with a quick dodge. He rolled before making another attempt. She opened her mouth, hissing as she was exposing her fangs. She ran toward him, but he tripped her, which made her land on her back.

"Sorry, my love," said Izuku. "But you will be thanking God for his salvation." He lunged the stake at her back. However, half of it broke into pieces. Desperate, he tried again with the other half. However, it did not prevail.

"What, no," said Izuku panickingly. "How in the hell did it not work?"

Suddenly, a maniacal laugh erupted from her. She grabbed him by his neck and tossed on to the ground. She got on top of him and kept her grip on him with her body. "That hunter was right. You are too easy of a target."

"You mean that rent-a-hunter?"

"He was scared pissless. He was too quick to give me details," she said while swaying her hair. "I didn't kill him. But, he did make a fine meal." She licked her lips. "You made it just in time for dessert." She released her grip from his neck, but grabbed him by his knees and hauled him over her shoulder. "We are going for a ride." She picked him up into the air and they ascended in the sky.

"I knew who you were the moment I saw you, Izuku," she said.

"How did you know," Izuku questioned.

"For one, Izumi? Izu-ku? Really? Second, your name rings around our council." She laughed. "It will be a damn shame if I were to take you there."

His face turned pale.

She giggled. "I am not. Plus, the amount of torture they will do to you. I mean, I wouldn't have you to myself. Anyway, we are going to have some fun for a while. Much, much fun, Dekkun."

His brain was going through a whirlpool. His mind was drifting from one thought to the next. He was nauseated. Never in his life has he been placed in that position. Granted, when accepting the position of becoming a hunter, he accepted the risk. Most of the time, the vampires he captured were low risk. The shyster, the thieves, born as it were on the side of the tracks kind of individuals. The type of vampires that were lowlives in their former life. Their inevitable end was coming to them.

He learned not to take it personally. As the leader of the guild told him and his colleagues repeatedly. N.H.I. — no humans involved.

So, the predicament he was currently facing was new to him. He faced moments of dangers, but quickly got the upper hand. Now, his final memory before drifting into a slumber was when Yang took hold of him and carried him into the air.

To be continued….