Night's Knight

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The song inspired this story.

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She sat, or rather sat on her feet. Chrissie was on top of a two story building, waiting for the target. Her red, wavy, messy hair blew in the frosty air, looking like fire. Fall was coming to an end and winter was to take over. Dressed in black with a scarf around her mouth she was invisible, aside from her hair.

She began to think that the target wasn't going to show. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye a man appeared. That has to be him, she thought to herself. He matched the description given to her. He was tall with white long hair that was tied back. She picked up her bow and placed the arrow. She was careful not to make a sound as she pulled the arrow back aiming at his head. She waited for the sign Aisha was going to give.

Chrissie looked the ally where Aisha was at. She walked out into the light were she could be seen. Aisha could blend into the night with ease with her midnight black hair and her dark blue clothing. Aisha rose up her hand. The sign Chrissie had been waiting for. The arrow went flying. The man had just turned around as the arrow pieced him in between the eyes.

Aisha didn't waist a moment, and shoved a stake in the heart. "Is he dead?" Chrissie yelled down to Aisha.

"Yeah, where is Salem and Oregan? They say they would get rid of the body," Aisha yelled back pulling the stake out of his chest.

"I don't know. But I got to go," Chrissie was climbing down the building.

"Oh come on," Aisha sighed, "It's our first vampire kill of the night. Where do you have to go?"

"I have registration at school. John is making me." Chrissie said

"Why don't you just drop out?" Aisha asked, slightly irritated.

"I don't know," Chrissie said, dropping to the ground in front of Aisha.

Inside, she actually loved to learn. Not that she would ever admit it.

Aisha foggy blue eyes were fielded with more confession than normal, "Are you Chris? The Chris I know," she shook Chrissie, "Earth to Chrissie!"

Salem walked up to them, "Hey guys-what are you doing Aisha?" Salem was starring at them.

Aisha stopped and looked at him, "Well Chris here said she likes school,"

"I got to go. I will see to guys tomorrow," Chrissie turned to leave. Once she was out of sight of Aisha and Salem, she started to run.

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"Beep, Beep, Beep," Chrissie alarm was going off. She looked to see the time 7:00 am, "No!" she jumped up and hurried to get dressed. She threw on the t-shirt and jeans that she been wearing last night. Chrissie tied up her hair into a pony tail. She grabbed a Pepsi and ran out the hotel door she had stayed at.

The air was cold as it her bare arms, but her body warmed up. She never got cold it was strange but no matter how cold it got she would be warm. Chrissie shoved her hands into her pockets. The car zoomed past her. No one was up and walking the streets. A burst of cold air hit her skin as she rounded the corner.

The school was on the outside of town. Larksburg wasn't a big town. There were houses that surrounded the inner parts of the town

Chrissie reached to gates. There was a plaque on the gates the read 'Cosaint Academy for self defense and the defense of others' my last chance, where in the heck are you John, she thought to herself, pacing. A limo polled up and out stepped John, "Hello, my love," he spoke with an Irish accent.