Killers Of The Night
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
985
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 1
Summery: Victoria use to be a normal patrol cop till an attack on her partner changed her life. Now she polices the nights destroying the fiends whom took her partners life just of ind out her life has been controled by one of the creatures she has vowed to destory, will she give in or will she continue fight?
Author's Note: The sections between the ** ** are memories/dreams.
Screams can be heard from the street below, sirens sound in the distance faint to the untrained ears. The smell of trash is pungent along with the strong smell of blood and death. A sliver of light comes over the buildings. I look straight at it my lavender eyes glowing with the coming light. A light breeze lifts my hair a black gym bag lays by my left foot. I bend down and pick it up and walk to a door that says stairs. I walk down five floors and open a door to a long hallway with doors on both sides with numbers. A small old woman comes out of one and sees me. "Raven you are just getting in."
"Yes Mrs. Carmen. I am going to go in and get some sleep." I say entering my apartment. I close the door behind me and turn on a light. The apartment has two rooms a bedroom and a kitchen. The first room has a mattress on the floor, a dresser sits next it, a chair sits in front of a window. Other then that the room is bare, the wallpaper is peeling; the floor is bear and no longer resembles the beauty that it had before all of the scratches.
I toss the bag on the floor next to the door. I walk over to the dresser and press a button on my answering machine. The voices start and I walk to the bathroom. I turn the light on the bare bulb comes to life and shows the disrepair of the bathroom. The floor is missing a lot of the tiles, the walls and ceiling is cracked. I start a bath the steam rise’s from the cold porcine quickly. I peel off my clothes, the mirror behind the door reflects a tattoo of a half finished cross the symbol of what I am and the level I am at to fighting the master, on my right breast there is a bird its wings turned in the shape of a circle this is a raven, I turn off the water in the bath and step in. The hot water relaxes all of my muscles and I fall asleep.
I awake to pounding on my door. I get out of the now cold water and grab a towel and wrap it around myself and answer the door. A man is standing there, his black hair tousled and his green eyes filled with concern. "Why did it take you so long to answer the door?"
"I fell asleep in the tub." I say and let him in. "I am guessing this is not a social call Jackal."
"I got a call last night. There is a job in LA. A young girl has disappeared." He says sitting down in the chair.
"I do not search for little girls who go missing. I hunt vampires." I say getting some clothes out of my dresser and dropping the towel.
"She has been seen with the master." He says. I look over at him in the middle of pulling on my nightshirt.
"You had better not be shitting with me because I will kill you." I say.
"The man wants a vampire killer so badly to get his daughter back that his willing to pay a lot." He says taking out a piece of paper and hands it to me. I immediately start packing. "I thought that would get you interested."
"That is over eleven million dollars that is the most anyone has paid to get a hunter.” I say and turn around. “Are you sure he is good for it?" I ask.
"The man owns a software company." He says.
"Ok then. Get out I need to get to some sleep." I say as I finish stuffing some more clothes in to the bag.
He gets up and hands me a plane ticket. "Call me when you get there." He leaves. I look down at the ticket I can get five hours of sleep before I have to leave. I lie down on the bed and close my eyes.
**
I am riding in a car wearing a police uniform. I looked over to see my partner driving the car. "Hey looks like a possible rape." He said looking over out my side of the window. I looked also.
"You might be right. I will call it in." I said reaching for the radio. "This is car 12 we have a possible rape in progress."
"Do you need any back up?" The station asked.
"No." I said and put it back. We parked the car and got out and put our caps on.
"I will go in from the front and you go in from the back. I will call you when I am in." He said.
"You be careful Mike." I said.
"You to Victoria." He said. I rushed to a gangway between two shops and got out to the back of the alley and waited for Mike to call on the radio. Five minutes goes by and nothing.
"Mike." I said in to my radio. Nothing. "Mike." Still nothing. "Michael." I said and suddenly I heard a sound like a fight and my name being yelled. I rushed in. All I could see is the back of the attacker but not my partner. "Freeze. Put your hands up where I can see them and turn around slowly."
"I don't think you want to see this." He said while standing up and turning around. The thing he was bending over was my partner. My instances kick right in and I turn and run to get back to the car to call for back up. I get to the gangway when I a pulled back by my hair that came loose from the bun when my cap flew off. A hand went to my throat and I was pushed up against a wall. I am face to face with the attacker. I did not notice before but his face was full of blood and his two canine teeth were extremely long and sharp looking. "Well, what do we have here? A little girl playing dress up. I come back for you later." He said and laughed then let me go and I slide down the wall and passed out from lack of oxygen. I opened my eyes and got up and walked to the alley. My partner still laid where he was before. I notice the gash at his neck.
I picked up my radio. "Officer down. I repeat officer down." I heard him take a breath. "Hold on Mike help is coming."
"I am not going to make it." He said. "Just remember to watch your back and try not to get killed. Also take care of my family." He said and closed his eyes and took one last breath then he went limp in my arms.
"Mike, Mike. NO!!!!" I yelled in to the night sky my cry mixed with the siren of an ambulance. Three days later was the funeral. I felt very sorry for his wife and children for they had only him. "Maria, I am so sorry."
"Thanks Victoria. Did he say anything before he died?" She asked.
"He told me not to get killed and to take care of you and the kids for him." I said.
"That sounds like him. He was always like that." She said.
"He was a great cop, partner and friend." I said.
"Thank you for saying that. I have to go and get the kids home." She said.
"Let me go with you." I said.
"No it is only a few blocks." She said.
"All right." I said and watched them leave. I left a few minutes later. I arrive at my apartment and walked in. I turned on a lamp and looked around. I sensed something was wrong. I grabbed my gun instantly and walked to the kitchen and grabbed my phone and dialed. I put the phone to my ear and heard nothing. I looked down and the phone line was cut.
"Well I was wondering when you would be getting home." The attacker from the alley said. I turned around and raised my gun and shot. Nothing. "Now that was nice." He goes to step to the side but he was suddenly in front of me grabbing the gun out of my hand and knocked me against the wall. The last thing I heard was the door being slammed in before I passed out.
**
I a wake with a start. I look over at my clock. I have slept for four and a half hours. I get up get dressed and leave to catch the plane.
Author's Note: The sections between the ** ** are memories/dreams.
Screams can be heard from the street below, sirens sound in the distance faint to the untrained ears. The smell of trash is pungent along with the strong smell of blood and death. A sliver of light comes over the buildings. I look straight at it my lavender eyes glowing with the coming light. A light breeze lifts my hair a black gym bag lays by my left foot. I bend down and pick it up and walk to a door that says stairs. I walk down five floors and open a door to a long hallway with doors on both sides with numbers. A small old woman comes out of one and sees me. "Raven you are just getting in."
"Yes Mrs. Carmen. I am going to go in and get some sleep." I say entering my apartment. I close the door behind me and turn on a light. The apartment has two rooms a bedroom and a kitchen. The first room has a mattress on the floor, a dresser sits next it, a chair sits in front of a window. Other then that the room is bare, the wallpaper is peeling; the floor is bear and no longer resembles the beauty that it had before all of the scratches.
I toss the bag on the floor next to the door. I walk over to the dresser and press a button on my answering machine. The voices start and I walk to the bathroom. I turn the light on the bare bulb comes to life and shows the disrepair of the bathroom. The floor is missing a lot of the tiles, the walls and ceiling is cracked. I start a bath the steam rise’s from the cold porcine quickly. I peel off my clothes, the mirror behind the door reflects a tattoo of a half finished cross the symbol of what I am and the level I am at to fighting the master, on my right breast there is a bird its wings turned in the shape of a circle this is a raven, I turn off the water in the bath and step in. The hot water relaxes all of my muscles and I fall asleep.
I awake to pounding on my door. I get out of the now cold water and grab a towel and wrap it around myself and answer the door. A man is standing there, his black hair tousled and his green eyes filled with concern. "Why did it take you so long to answer the door?"
"I fell asleep in the tub." I say and let him in. "I am guessing this is not a social call Jackal."
"I got a call last night. There is a job in LA. A young girl has disappeared." He says sitting down in the chair.
"I do not search for little girls who go missing. I hunt vampires." I say getting some clothes out of my dresser and dropping the towel.
"She has been seen with the master." He says. I look over at him in the middle of pulling on my nightshirt.
"You had better not be shitting with me because I will kill you." I say.
"The man wants a vampire killer so badly to get his daughter back that his willing to pay a lot." He says taking out a piece of paper and hands it to me. I immediately start packing. "I thought that would get you interested."
"That is over eleven million dollars that is the most anyone has paid to get a hunter.” I say and turn around. “Are you sure he is good for it?" I ask.
"The man owns a software company." He says.
"Ok then. Get out I need to get to some sleep." I say as I finish stuffing some more clothes in to the bag.
He gets up and hands me a plane ticket. "Call me when you get there." He leaves. I look down at the ticket I can get five hours of sleep before I have to leave. I lie down on the bed and close my eyes.
**
I am riding in a car wearing a police uniform. I looked over to see my partner driving the car. "Hey looks like a possible rape." He said looking over out my side of the window. I looked also.
"You might be right. I will call it in." I said reaching for the radio. "This is car 12 we have a possible rape in progress."
"Do you need any back up?" The station asked.
"No." I said and put it back. We parked the car and got out and put our caps on.
"I will go in from the front and you go in from the back. I will call you when I am in." He said.
"You be careful Mike." I said.
"You to Victoria." He said. I rushed to a gangway between two shops and got out to the back of the alley and waited for Mike to call on the radio. Five minutes goes by and nothing.
"Mike." I said in to my radio. Nothing. "Mike." Still nothing. "Michael." I said and suddenly I heard a sound like a fight and my name being yelled. I rushed in. All I could see is the back of the attacker but not my partner. "Freeze. Put your hands up where I can see them and turn around slowly."
"I don't think you want to see this." He said while standing up and turning around. The thing he was bending over was my partner. My instances kick right in and I turn and run to get back to the car to call for back up. I get to the gangway when I a pulled back by my hair that came loose from the bun when my cap flew off. A hand went to my throat and I was pushed up against a wall. I am face to face with the attacker. I did not notice before but his face was full of blood and his two canine teeth were extremely long and sharp looking. "Well, what do we have here? A little girl playing dress up. I come back for you later." He said and laughed then let me go and I slide down the wall and passed out from lack of oxygen. I opened my eyes and got up and walked to the alley. My partner still laid where he was before. I notice the gash at his neck.
I picked up my radio. "Officer down. I repeat officer down." I heard him take a breath. "Hold on Mike help is coming."
"I am not going to make it." He said. "Just remember to watch your back and try not to get killed. Also take care of my family." He said and closed his eyes and took one last breath then he went limp in my arms.
"Mike, Mike. NO!!!!" I yelled in to the night sky my cry mixed with the siren of an ambulance. Three days later was the funeral. I felt very sorry for his wife and children for they had only him. "Maria, I am so sorry."
"Thanks Victoria. Did he say anything before he died?" She asked.
"He told me not to get killed and to take care of you and the kids for him." I said.
"That sounds like him. He was always like that." She said.
"He was a great cop, partner and friend." I said.
"Thank you for saying that. I have to go and get the kids home." She said.
"Let me go with you." I said.
"No it is only a few blocks." She said.
"All right." I said and watched them leave. I left a few minutes later. I arrive at my apartment and walked in. I turned on a lamp and looked around. I sensed something was wrong. I grabbed my gun instantly and walked to the kitchen and grabbed my phone and dialed. I put the phone to my ear and heard nothing. I looked down and the phone line was cut.
"Well I was wondering when you would be getting home." The attacker from the alley said. I turned around and raised my gun and shot. Nothing. "Now that was nice." He goes to step to the side but he was suddenly in front of me grabbing the gun out of my hand and knocked me against the wall. The last thing I heard was the door being slammed in before I passed out.
**
I a wake with a start. I look over at my clock. I have slept for four and a half hours. I get up get dressed and leave to catch the plane.