WHOO! CAIN STEPS IN!!
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As i rushed out of the almost-empty club, slinging the guitar case over my shoulder, i moved at abnormally fast speed, through the grimy streets of this low-life town, fallowing the scent of the one who shot the gun. Vampires have a beautiful sense of hearing...i could have heard a nail drop from across town...but, on the contrary, young newly-made vampires think thier senses are enhanced because they are not used to them right away - and also if said vampire was made by a powerful Master. As my mind sped through all the different thoughts that were going through my mind one stopped, dead stuck, not submitting deafeat to budge.
Jesse......No! i musn't think of that dreaded man!! Even if he did throw my life into living chaos! But Jesse was...a Vampire General...
I lost track of where i had been going when i suddenly stopped at an ally way...something moving oddly in the darkest shadows.
"Looks like I've found my target..." I mumbled to myself.
Laughing. Shrill and odd, like the sound of a spoon hitting a wine glass but missing and failing the hit on the right spot of the metal.
"You've found your target?!" It advaned into the dim flickering street-light. (warning! I'm totally going to steal the next part from Vampire Knight but i just couldn't help myself!!)
The rot-smelling, shattered, ripped, bloodied, and completely creepy form of the living corpse in which was a Level E shuffled into the street. The eyes large and dialated, a wrong shade of red etched into the black rings of the irirs...the forever elongated fangs over the bottom lip of the once-man, slicing the skin, and at last! The long pointed tounch dangling over the side of it's pale- chapped lips. As i studied this creature that is hated by all vampires, i noticed the anti-vampire weopon in his hand.
"No, no, no...Ravenwood...i am the one who has found his target!" It laughed again, making my eyes narrow. he didn't look familiar at all, in fact i am possitive i had never seen him in my lifetime. But of course i am known throughout the vampire and Hunter cominity for being "a rival, a traitor, and a complete a**hole."
Swiftly, in one fluid movement, i dropped the case to the littered street, unlocked the complex binding, and flung out my most tresured and hated weopon, The Silver Cross Syth. A vampire weopon that was blessed by the elders...and also said to have been forged from Lucifer's own hands as well. What bullcr*p.... Of course i didn't believe a word of it.
Bang! the shot fiered fast as any anti-vampy guns do. Clinck! it ricashaed off of the syth head in which i swiftly placed in front of my face at the last minute and back into the ally. No scratches on the beauty of the metal...but the strand of platinum blonde hair in front of my eyes fell to the ground slowly as we both watched. It fell in the puddle of booze that a drunk must have spilled earilier. Bitter laughter slipped through my lips.
Strike!....gush! And then the shatter of crystal, the sound Level Es make as they disinagrate into dust crystal at your feet.
"How dare you cut my hair without my permission," I scoffed as i returned my weopon to it's bed. "While I'm out...I might as well go for a stroll".
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As i turned the corner from Main St. to Lost Avenue, i head a scuffle go down in the middle of an open club, punches flying and yelling. "Oh? And what have we got here?" I said as i slid up to the street-side brual.
There wher at least five guys, and in the middle of this little side-show was a young girl that looked to be about seven or so with light brown curly hair and wild purple eyes, burning like dimond fire as she kicked one of the big gorilla like thick-skulled man in the stupid looking face, while the crowd all went silent, thier mouths open like cod-fish.
I smirked as the young girl yelled at the top of her lungs, "ANYBODY ELSE??!!"
The deep pange in my stomach twisted as if i had just gotten blasted by a plasma-slicing gun. I felt the aura rolling off of her in waves of red, strong as steal that made me want to double over in pain. So she's a vampire. A Powerful one at that...
But i had to at least break it up before the Hunters caught on...those damn B*stards. A thought crossed my mind then...I...ised to be a Hunter...still kinda am... WHATEVER!!
I slung out the silver pistol from my rig around my slender waist and fiered it into the air, through the ceiling, and starling the inhabatants of the building. A lady even screamed. Some curses.
The little girl stared at me, her hands curled into claws, ready to scratch anyone's face off.
"Now look here pretty boy," A big pug-faced man grabbed me by the back of my coat, ripping some strands of hair in the prosses. A vein buldged from my forehead.
I turned on him, grabbing his collar (if you could call a strip of ripped red fabric a collar) and my thumb nail under his chin, I smiled like a cobra would say "Oh no, Mr. Mouse, i woun't eat you!" His eyes bulged. i let the nail extend, ripping into his throat as i said, "Thanks for the completment, but i don't swing that way." I let him fall, a heavy, meaty smack, and turned towards the people. They all looked smaller than ants now, shrinking way from this creature before them. I pushed past them, slidding my gun into my belt, and kneeling to the girl. trying to act as human as i could after that little show. I offered my ring-clad and bracletted hand to her, nails re-tending to thier original length, and said, "Now come, little girl, you look tiered and hungry." I tried to smile at the ovious vampire, but failed.
She looked at my hand, looked at me, then down at the hand again, looking as if she were to take the offer. But i should have seen the next part coming. As if she had morphed into a cat, she spung up, kicking her leg out, and bringing it down on my chest, pushing me backwards onto my back, sliding on the floor, with her riding me like a surf board.
She stood with one foot ontop of my chest, ruining my shirt, crossing her arms as we finaly stopped. I could tell she was still hostile. "Like hell," She said, spitting on the floor.
"What a little cutie you are," I answered, gasping in pain, sarcastically.
What have i gotton my little a** into??!!
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WHEEEEE! well i like it! i dunno bout you EoAA!! I figured that Catherine is like Alice from Pandora Hearts so i modled her personality here after her, hope you don't mind. Little Flamboyant Cain got his A** kicked by the most powerful vampy he could have ever met in his life-time!!I'm so excited to hear what you think!
