Hunters and the Hunted

Chapter 1

*Amile POV*

I looked up from the table I was cleaning. There was yelling in the back room, not uncommon, but what it was about, that was different. I finished with the table, and went to go tell the club owner I was done and going home.

"No, I need you here."

"It's an emergency. My brother's in the hospital. Why can't you let me go?"

I knocked on the door, then opened it. The conversation stopped. "I came to say I was done and going home, but I couldn't help but over hear. If Kali needs to go, I could cover." I watched the owner's expression. He was thinking it over.

"Okay, fine, but that means you're taking a double shift tonight."

Kali turned to me, I knew she was human. One was her aura, and the other was the way she controlled her emotions, which she wasn't doing a good job at right now. "Are you sure? I mean, it's just that the guys on my shift tend to get handsy after a few drinks."

I put my hand on her shoulder, "It's nothing that I can't handle. You just do what you need to do." She nodded then did something I wasn't use to. She hugged me.

Her skin was warm, and I could feel the blood just beneath her skin. It took every bit of control I had not to bite her. I hadn't had warm, fresh blood since the Dark World. I had moved from place to place once the Hunters were made, just trying to stay alive long enough to try and find a way out of being a Vampire.

I hadn't gotten close to anyone, as a friend or boyfriend, since I was human. That was till Kali and her older sister became my room mates. Her sister had been turned, and she was having a hard time not going after Kali, so I agreed to help, as long as they promised to mind their own business and that her sister wouldn't drink directly from anyone.

The first few months had been rough, but everything worked out in the end. Kali had gotten me a job at the club, which was an okay place to work for an outcast, along with her sister. I didn't tell them who I really was, but since Kali's sister saw my aura she knew I was one of the first ones. They had thought that I was a Knight or Guard, but when I told them I was and Outcast, I had to explain that I was an Outcast because it's very VERY rare that someone around my physical age, 21, would survive the process. It was usually the people into their 30s, like Kali's sister, to survive the process.

'Thank you' Kali mouthed once she was at the front door of the strip club. I nodded once then went to get ready. The club opened in about 1 hour.

*Damon POV*

"Don't slouch." My father looked up from the food. "I know you're tired, but it's rude." I looked at him, glaring ever so slightly.

"Maybe I don't want to be proper, or a Hunter. Maybe I just want to be Normal."

"Are you going to disgrace this family by trying to be something you're no? To be normal's a curse." He stood as he snapped at me, fast enough to make the chair fall back. I grabbing my jacket off the back of my chair.

I know it's weird for a 20, almost 30 year old, to be having dinner with his father, but it's a Hunter thing. I walked out to the street, heading to the lower levels. Most hunters, even the pure bloods, weren't above going and having a drink and touching a girl or two on the lower levels.

The lower levels were made up of mostly humans, then a few outcast vampires, which wasn't a priority to the hunters so they left them for a while when they hunt the important vampire, like the original and his daughter. THEY were the target. Without those two, the entire system would implode. The Vampires would kill themselves off, or make themselves easy targets.

I walked into the security area, showing them a pass that was easy to keep hidden in my jacket. The pass let me into every area, and let me carry weapons through check-points. "Sir."

The security guard nodded, moving out of the way. 'Sir', that's what being the last pure-blood gets you. Our family has the highest respect in the human world, of course, so did the others, but they got themselves killed, so, yeah. Once through there, I made my way to a bar I knew about somewhat. I'd never been there, but I'd heard about it.

I saw the girls as soon as the door opened. Most of them in short, extra short, shorts or skirts, not trying to avoid being touched, except one. She had dirty blond hair, which went past her shoulders, and she had pants and a brown long-sleeve with the shoulders hanging off. She must seen or felt my eyes on her, because she turned, looking at me.

I sat at a table, and waited. I was slightly disappointed when a different girl, only slightly less attractive, with red hair, walked over. "What would you like to drink?"

"Beer, whichever's the best you've got." The girl smiled, walking to the bar. There was a girl and a boy bartender. The only girl that really caught my eye was the one I stared at. No one else.

Once I finished the beer, I paid, slipping a tip int the girl's back pocket as I stood. I walked into the back room, which was where the girl that caught my eye had disappeared to. I saw that there were rooms, and knew immediately what they were for. I nodded slightly to the girl once she had turned around. Her eyes scanned my for a moment, before she set the tray she was caring down, slipping into a room. I followed, only slightly nervous.

I hadn't bedded a girl in awhile. "How much is this going to cost me?" The girl turned, looking at me intensely. 

"Anywhere from on the house, to in the high 500s, depending on how good you are." She tilted her head slightly. She took a step closer, so that we were breathing the same air. Her arms settled on my shoulders, and she was inching closer. I searched her eyes for a moment before pressing my lips to hers, my hands finding her waist.

We stayed like that for a minute, and when we pulled back, we were gasping for air. I kissed her again, and her hands slid from my shoulders to my belt buckle. She slowly pulled the belt out of the loops, before dropping it and letting me back her up to the bed.

I lifted the shirt off her, running my hands against sides. She slipped my jacket off my shoulders, but not all the way off. She fell back, taking me with her, onto the bed. She lightly tugged on the striped shirt I had on, wanting it off. I chuckled slightly, backing up, watching her watch me strip my upper-half. I could swear that her chest heaved slightly faster.

She stood, capturing my lips, and yanked my pants down. I hissed slightly when her hand had grazed my erection, and something uncertain crossed her eyes. My mouth went to her neck, feeling two small scars, but I was too far lost to notice that they were Vampire bite scars. She tensed in my grip, and I murmured to her, unclasping her bra, tossing it across the room.

She was back on her back, squirming in my grasp as I gently took one of nipples to my mouth. She arched, gasping, legs closing around my waist. It took less than 2 seconds to get her out of her pants, and me out of my boxers. From what I could see, and feel, she was dripping, more than ready for what was going to happen next.

I moved down, so my head was above her stomach. My tongue lightly traced the outside of her belly button, lightly teasing her. Enough of this, I need her now. Her eyes never left me, and she stared as I got the waistband of her underwear between my teeth, lightly pulling them down and off. The girl kept watching me, even as I positioned over her. "You got a name?"

"My friends call me Damon."

"Amile."

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