"My Seraphim Pixie, why must you try to kill me. Have you thought that maybe your uneasiness is because I am familiar to you, and not this loathsome creature you perceive. Please let us talk and I can assure you that I am not as evil as you think I am."

As he spoke she felt a wave of comfort course through her. She felt her grip on her sword begin to relax. What was she doing? One of these creatures destroyed her family. They were to be shown no mercy. Regaining her grip she spun out of their blade lock.

"All your pretty words and mind games won't work with me creature. How could you be familiar to me when all vampires who have crossed my path have met their end at my blade?" she snarled, rage consuming her. "Now prepare to meet yours."

With that she advanced. Screaming her rage she raised her sword to slash at the vampires throat. But the creature was too fast for her. On the downstroke of her blade he spun and slid his own slade into her unprotected side. Grunting, she fell to her knees. Blood ran from her side as she stared at vile creature.

"Damn you and all your kind." she whispered as she fell to the ground in a heap.

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"Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy" ~Anaïs Nin


"The full moon is calling, the fever is high.
And the wicked wind whispers and moans.
You got your demons, you got desires
Well, I got a few of my own"
~The Eagles