Chapter 2: Death Awaits

 

A/N: Hi, everyone..I hope that my story had come to your liking…and here is chapter 2…

He felt very exhausted and very weak. So he decided to take a nap.

 

As he closed his eyes, he heard something. He didn’t know what it was. So he sat down from the ground and scanned the area around him.

 

No one was spotted and nothing extraordinaire could be seen there except the female corpse that had been victimised by the vampire he had just killed before.

 

He felt pity for that woman. He was aching in pain. His hand was numb. He couldn’t move his hand even a bit. ‘Shit’ Vincent cursed as he tightly pressed his left hand onto his right one. It was then he heard something again.

 

So he turned to see the source of the sound. And something he couldn’t comprehend happened right in front of his naked eyes. “What the-?”

 

The corpse was moving and it was alive. Not as a person.

 

But as a vampire. The woman’s eyes were bloody red and it was filled with thirst. An ultimate thirst. Vincent didn’t realise that his life was on a stake when the woman, or would you rather called a vampire, suddenly leaped onto him and screamed hysterically. Her fangs slid down slowly. It was very sharp and long.

 

The woman charged at him but he managed to shield himself with a twig lying next to him. But it didn’t last long since the pain on his hand came back to him. He tried to ignore his pain but it was too great that his hand started to bleed even heavier than before.

 

The scent of blood was flying into the air. And it made the woman even struggle harder than before just to get her fangs on his neck. The sweet scent of his blood had made her crazier.

 

“AAARRRRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH‼‼!” the woman screamed as she tried to get her claws on him. He strangled her on her neck just to make her far from him.

 

This woman could not be saved anymore. That was what he thought just now. It was then he spotted his revolver on his left and he tried to reach it but the vampire had made it even harder to retrieve it.

 

He tried to get his revolver using his left hand. While his right one was busy, strangling the vampire trying not to get him killed. The pain on his right hand wouldn’t go away. He tried not to get affected by the pain on his hand. But right now, the wounded hand was near to the woman’s face.

 

She sniffed the sweet scent of his hand and it was very refreshing. Just with the smell of his blood it had made the vampire lost her mind. What about if she managed to get a single drop of his blood?

 

When a person who had just revived from the death as a new born vampire, their strengths would triple those of human and it was double of those who had been revived from long ago. So to be said, their brute strengths were greater than all the creatures in that planet.

 

It was just a couple more inches his hand would get onto his revolver. The monster was getting stronger each second passed. His right hand was getting weaker of the constant pressure from the vampire.

 

The vampire’s eyes were wide as she was just a few inches away from his face. In the nick of time, he managed get the revolver in his hand and he shot the vampire in the head.

 

The dead woman screamed agonizingly as she turned into a dust. But before she disappeared into ashes, she whispered something as she let out a single drop of tears. “Sorry”

 

Everything that was a part of her physical body was turned into ashes flown away by the wind. All except the tear that she let out. The tear dropped onto the ground with its slow motion.

 

Vincent who was lying on the ground, tried to stretch his hand to touch the ashes but he just couldn’t because it was carried away by the wind. “Sorry. I have to kill you”

 

He felt his body was weakening and he couldn’t force himself to get into any fights. If he encounters any vampires again, he would have no chance to win against them meaning he would die in the hand of monsters he hated very much, the vampires.

 

How he despised these bloodsuckers. His face was pale and he was having feeling little anaemic. He needed to take his medications but he was too lazy to even stand up. He was staring into the dark sky, gazing at the stars lazily.

 

He was reminiscing his old days at the Black Cross Organisation.

 

How he enrolled into the organisation?

 

The one who was responsible to hunt vampires. He joined them because his parents had been mercilessly slaughtered when they were sent to ambush one of the vampire’s nest which happened of be that of the leader’s of vampire clan. At that time, he was only fourteen years old. His uncle refused to tell him the truth of why his parents died. When he was come at age, his uncle told him everything that his parents were once used to be famous vampire hunters.

 

He didn’t know that nor did his fifteen years old little sister. That was the reason of why he became ‘Black Cross Organisation’. It was because he wanted to seek revenge for his parents and he wanted to protect his little sister from any blood suckers. He would find and kill any of those vampires. He wouldn’t stop until he met with the leader of the vampire clan.

 

Because of that, he became famous and most feared vampire hunter among all despite his young age because he wouldn’t give any mercy to any kind of vampires.

 

His heart was in pain as he thought about his parents and little sister. He was being an immature young adolescent.  He still remembered saying some painful words to his parents on the day they died. He was angry at them because they were rarely at home and they didn’t have any time for being there for him and his little sister.

 

“I hate you. I don’t want to see your face again”

 

How he dare to say such words to his parents. If only he knew that his parents were not going to be back home, he would never say such words to them. His words had been made true even thought he really didn’t wish any of that.

 

Vincent’s eyes filled with tears. He was a good-for-nothing son. He couldn’t redeem himself for saying such words to his parents. He spent his days at the organisation feeling guilty and lonely until someone came and gave him some motivations to move on. It was Maia Grantz.

 

Vincent was reminiscing his pasts at the organisation.

 

How he met with his fiancée?

 

How he became friends with William Sylvester??

 

He would never forgive himself if anything happen to one of his beloved ones. His sister, Felisa. His fiancée, Maia and his best friend, William.

 

Maia was the love of his life. He had fallen for her ever since he entered the organisation. She always was there by his side when he really needed a shoulder to cry on. She never leave him no matter what. Apart from her, was his nest buddy named William. He trusted William more than ever. To him, William was the most loyal friend. He wouldn’t turn on your back no matter what. He was the first to approach him.

 

William was the one who encourage him to confess his love to Maia. Vincent always pictured himself happy with Maia and William. They were inseparable. Nothing can come in between them.

 

Vincent was brought back to world of reality when he heard some sounds from the bushes. He jolted up from his lying position despite the hurtful feeling he got. He couldn’t feel anything at all on his right arm. “It might be because of the bite”

 

So he took his ‘Silver Dust’, getting ready to head. Suddenly an instinct kicked in telling him that there was something there other than him. It told him that there was something lurking in the bushes.

 

And it was right.

 

Just when he wanted to see what was inside the bushes, a creature jumped onto him, extending it claws at him. He instantaneously released a fire, killing the vampire in the head. But that was the problem he was going to encounter again.

 

There were many vampires that appeared from every corner. He shot every single of them but they were increasing in number.

 

“I won’t die here” said Vincent as he took few steps back. He was outnumbered and ‘Silver Dust’ was started to run out of bullets. “SHIT” he cursed as he shot some of the vampires. How he wished he used another weapons like his machine guns.

 

He couldn’t feel his right hand right now. ‘Why at a time like this?’ he thought. He started to feel dizzy all of a sudden but he kept his composure. If he was going to collapse right now, he would be the dessert for the vampires.

 

Just when he thought he had no hope, someone came making all of the vampires there stopped attacking him.

 

And the person he could see was his friend.

 

“William”

 

A/N: Okay..This is a bit slow..but you’ll be introduced to the main characters in this story in another two chapter and also I wanna tell you that..the reason that I’m rating this story as M…it was because I’m afraid that the possibility of having a smut in vampire story is high, don’t you agree??every vampire story has smut..e.g.twillight, van helsing and etc…so just to be safe..I’m rating this story as M…it is also because there’ll be blood everywhere…thank you for reading this story…comments are highly recommended…