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Chapter one- Annoyances and near death experiences
Most people would wonder what a sixteen year old girl is doing dressed in all black standing in a dark alley at midnight. Not that they could tell I was a girl in the clothes I was wearing. I was in the old abandoned part of town, where the old factories were. Someplace not many people went.
Glancing around, taking in the flickering streetlight and cracked sidewalks in front of the boarded up buildings,louis vuitton luggage, I could understand why a sane person might not be here at night. Alone.
To anyone looking at me, I would seem like a young man half shrouded in darkness. Seemingly harmless. I was anything but harmless. I heard them then. Shrinking back into the alleyway I readjusted my plan. I had expected them to come at me from behind. Apparently, they liked to play with their food.
They were getting closer. I tightened the drawstrings on my hood and fixed my hat closer over my face. If they got a good look at me and got away I was as good as dead. I heard the light footsteps that could only mean one thing. They're here.
I spun just as one of them reached for my arm. I pulled out my knife. Silver plated wood. Silver wouldn't hurt them, the wood though, might I say ouch. Both of them were inhumanly handsome, a trademark for their kind. As was the predatory grace with which they moved.
One had dark hair and black eyes that held no fear, only a sharp ice cold glint that I identified as hunger. The other had blond hair, long but slicked back into a ponytail at the nape of his neck, his azure blue eyes held the same hunger the other man had.
I took a step back, pretending to stumble as my hand gripped my dagger in anticipation. The blond male caught sight of the knife and laughed. My eyes narrowed infestimally. He would learn not to underestimate me. It would be his final mistake.
He stepped forward smiling. I took another step back. "Are you afraid?" his voice was alluring,puma werksverkauf, just like all of theirs were.
I snorted. "As if." I made sure my voice shook a little. He smiled wider.
"You should be." He lunged,abercrombie kaufen, I allowed him to pin me. My dagger had gone right through his heart. Three, two, one. "Poof." I whispered. His eyes had only a second to register shock before he turned to dust.
His comrade lunged next. I was foolishly unprepared and the dagger was dropped from my hand. His hands wrapped around my neck, holding me up against the brick wall. He slowly tightened them.
"Who sent you?" I smirked. Over his shoulder I saw Dominic with his crossbow. An arrow already in place.
I felt him tighten his hands and ask again. But with more urgency and frustration.
"Who the hell sent you?" my reply made it to his ears just before the arrow was released.
"Jack Frost." The whites of his eyes showed fear. Vampire hunters called the hunter frostbite, some of the more skeptical vampires who didn't believe he existed called him Jack Frost as a sort of joke. This one was a believer now.
The arrow hit its mark and he dropped me. I felt my lungs burn as I swallowed the much needed air. But the arrow hadn't gone all the way through. He got back up. Dammit! Why do they never stay down?
Dominic was closer now, but he was too far away for the arrow to go through before. The vampire pounced, ripping the crossbow away. It splintered against the nearby building, completely beyond repair.
I moved on instinct. The arrow was still in his back. It just needed a little push in. I ran and used all my strength to push the arrow through.
He fell off of Dominic. This one was young,christian louboutin outlet, I could tell because he still bled.
I flipped out my lighter to burn him. The young ones didn't die as easily. If they weren't burned, they came back.
"Dominic Arthur Grange!" Dom flinched at the sound of his full name and turned from the vampires smoking remains to look at me. He wouldn't meet my gaze.
His light brown hair was matted to his head with sweat from when he had wrestled the vampire. His normally bright blue eyes were chagrined.
"I know the drill." He said solemnly. I had been happy to see him when I was being strangled but right now I was reminded he was under strict orders not to have followed me. He was too young to be a hunter but he followed on missions anyway! Most if the time the rest of us ended up having to save his sorry ass.
I sighed. I didn't want to deal with this right now. His older sister Paige could yell at him when we got home. Those vampires had killed at least two girls before I had gotten to them, and it took from sundown until now to track them.
My black pickup was parked six blocks away, and we went toward it in silence. I unlocked it and went to the back of my truck and looked around. Where the bloody hell is the damn tracker?
"Show me." Dom looked up, an innocent expression playing on his features. He knew exactly what I was talking about. "Now." I growled.
Slumping his shoulders he walked around to the front of the Chevy and popped the hood. I saw him lean over the engine, but couldn't see past him. He was really tall for a fourteen year old boy.
He came back around with a smug smile on his face. I frowned. Dom was really good with computers, and could use anything that had the slightest bit of technology better than any expert.
"I'm surprised you didn't check for it before you left." He said.
"Hand it over or I'll tell Paige who really spray painted her hunting gear bright pink." He visibly paled.
"You wouldn't."
"Try me."
I loved the kid like a brother but I had nearly been shot by Paige for that prank.
He held out a small silver tracking device and dropped it into my open palm.
"The remote too." He looked irritated but complied.
We were about two streets from home when he started gloating.
"I saved the big bad ice queen from the vampire,abercrombie fitch germany!" he taunted.
I rolled my eyes.
"And then I had to step in and save your ass because the arrow didn't go in." his cheerfulness didn't dim.
"Awwe. Is Jinxe angry?" His tone was mocking.
I parked and we went inside the apartment building. He was still taunting me when we entered the living room. Our apartment is huge, it takes up the entire top floor.
He stopped talking when a very angry Paige entered the room. Paige is like a big sister to me. She's about twenty-one with auburn hair and bright green eyes. But I was usually the one she pointed the rage at. Not tonight though! I thought smugly.
At least I was smug until Dom told her about the vamp almost strangling me.
I glared over her shoulder. I couldn't blame him though, he just didn't want her anger centered on him and him alone.
So I did what any normal responsible teenage girl would have done.
I ran like hell.
I heard her angry protests behind my door once I had it dead bolted shut. Paige has taken out four bloodsuckers at a time before. And right now she's pissed. Which is why I'm hiding in my room like the fearless vampire hunter like I am. I might come close to death a lot,asics nimbus, but I'm not crazy enough to go up against Paige when her temper comes out.
"I'll be speaking to you later Imogen Demeret!" Oh shit. She means business when she uses my full name.
I walked to my widows and locked them. Just about every door and window in this apartment had a dead bolt on it. Paranoia is a hunter's best friend.
In the end, it's usually the only thing that keeps us breathing.
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