Chapter One
First Day on the Job
Falling. That's all I was doing. I was falling. How this happened, I'm not sure. Why this was happening, I'm not sure about that either. Suddenly, my dreams were invading with very loud music. Was that... 3OH!3?
I groaned and rolled over. I hit the snooze button on my alarm clock, and unwillingly, got up out of bed.
I looked at the lime green numbers on my digital clock, and it read 1:30am.
This is what I get for taking this job.
I thought to myself, bitterly. I trudged over to my closet, and changed out of my PJs.
This job acquired stealth, strength, weapons, and --most of all-- a lot of black clothes.
I changed into this and I applied my usual eyeliner, then slipped on my special ring.
I needed to be able to move quickly in what I wore, so it usually consisted of black shorts, a light sweater, a tank top, and shoes that I could move in.
My name is Jessica, and I just so happen to be a vampire slayer. Why you may be asking, well, I used to be in an arranged marriage.
He broke my heart and he's a vampire.
He's the reason I haven't had a stable relationship since. He's also the reason I let my father teach me this.
Which brings us to this day.
My father finally said I was ready. I now loath vampires. All they are, are blood sucking leeches who don't give a damn about who's innocent or not.
All they do is kill, kill, kill.
And I am no longer going to stand here, and watch. The population has dropped fiercely, since they showed up.
Now it was their turn.
I quickly wrapped a strap around my waist that had guns filled with high-power silver bullets.
It was the one thing that could kill them, I've seen it all before. My father once took me out on one of his nightly shifts, and I saw them wither to nothing but dust.
I heard the pain-filled cries, that echoed off the walls.
At the age of 15, I've witnessed tons upon tons of death. Whether it be them, or not.
I know what death smells like, I know what it feels to be the cause of it.
I jumped gracefully from my window, and landed on the grass that was slightly wet, from the rain yesterday.
I sprinted across my lawn and I was off to start my new job. I was aware of everything around me. To do this job, you have to be. Without it, you wouldn't last a day.
I heard some noises from an alleyway I was currently passing.
I sneakily made my way into the alleyway, not being seen. I saw a girl who looked to be about 14 or 15. She was being thrown around like a rag doll and it sickened me to the core.
The man was obviously overwhelmed with blood lust, but it still didn't give him any right to do this.
She was just a kid!
I knew it would be easy, you could tell he was inexperienced.
Piece of cake.
I thought to myself, making my way over to him. I took out one of my many silver knives and held it up to his neck.
"What the hell?!" I heard him yell. The silver was already working it's magic. I could hear the burning begin.
One little cut, and it was all over.
It looked like the girl was unconscious, so I finished him off as quickly as possible. I could see the blood seeping out of her head, so I picked her up, and ran back to my house.
There was no way I could make it to the hospital in time. So I placed her gently on my couch and went to get my first-aid kit.
She's gonna have a splitting headache when she wakes up.
I thought with a sigh, tending to her wounds.
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