The Hunt

5 days 30 mins 50 seconds later

I don’t know how long I’ve been passed out but the last thing I remember is the utter and complete hunger for blood and the side of my warehouse being blown off and a clan of vamps. Rushing in and shooting me with what I'm guessing is tranquilizer darts.
“He’s waking up doc” I hear shuffling and the pop of gloves then someone pulls my eyes open one at a time and shines a light in them.
“......Hunter…...can…...hear…..e?” what in holy matrimony where am I? Who is this guy?
  The person who I am guessing is doc is a scrawny old dude about ready to croak with a receding hairline and full beard. He’s checking my pulse and what not.
“Where am I?” my voice is scratchy and my throat is dry from hours without water.
‘In your palace.” Palace? I have a palace since when? The guy telling me everything is about mid 20’s hunched over and scraggly kinda looks like smeagol. “Since when did i have a palace?” when he laughs it sounds rough and unnatural.
”since you killed the king. In the law books it states and I quote “Thou who shall exterminate thy king shall become thy king and rule thy species to greatness..” “...And you just have that memorized?” the doc came back and puts a needle in my IV, then I got really tired, must have been a sedative.
  Over the next few…….....hours? Days? I was in and out never really able to wake up fully.
“We…..to exterminate…….take over…”
“can’t……...in…….book.”
When I finally force my body/mind to wake up the voices stop. They sounded like doc and smeagol jr.
“Ah, nice of you to join us hunter.”
it’s so dark, the only thing I can see is blackness and some light so I would say I have a bag over my head, and I’m tied to a chair. I should have known they would kill me. Smeagol jr. is talking again and it sounds very unnatural.
“I can’t believe they sent more hunters to find...him. Why can’t they accept he’s one of us now? He’s not even that special.” Doc says
“gather the troops we go to war the minute they step over the border lines.” retreating footsteps follow same as advancing. I guess smeagol left.
“Don’t worry little hunter we won’t let the hunters have you back. You know our last king they slaughtered while he was asleep.” Is that really the story they are telling the clan?
An ear piercing scream splits through the air like a knife through cheese.
Shots start almost immediately after.
“They have crossed, sir”
“I guess this is war. Prepare…. The Thirsty.”
“But sir they could kill us all.”
“NOW!!!!!”
“Yes, sir”
“The Thirsty will surely take care of them, and quickly, don’t worry little hunter we will win. Hunt or be Hunted.”