Black blood

The corpse

Now, before the chapter starts I should give you guys a heads up. This chapter (and probably many more to come) are full of swearings. I felt like this was necessary in order to reflect the character's personality and train of thought as accurately as possible. I apologize if this offends anyone.

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"Unknown POV"

That stupid smile. I hate that fucking smile.

"Hey, half-breed"

I didn't answer. He was technically right, I was a half-breed, but I wasn't about to admit it to him.

"Mmmm...so you won't talk to me. How cruel. I bet I could find people more interested in what I have to say. About you, that is"

People had begun to gather around the two of us, which wasn't good. My presence here was better if unnoticed, and fighting the little angel in the middle of a busy street would certainly draw attention to us.

Don't get me wrong. It's not that I was afraid of losing the fight. No. Angels were never very good fighters, and I'd have no problem kicking the little bastard's ass back to heaven. I'd done it before. Actually, that was probably the reason this fucking little slut was after me now. Memories of the incident were a bit fuzzy. Angel blood does that to me, fogs my senses and leaves me in a bloodthirsty high that lasts a while. The only thing I can remember about that night are the screams, the blood spluttering everywhere and the adrenaline going through my veins. I woke up in the middle of a puddle of blood and body parts, feeling as happy as ever. But it seems my fun night had some consequences, namely the little red-headed angel standing in front of me right now, who had convinced his superiors I was to be investigated throughly; and had been stalking me ever since.

"As usual, I've nothing to say to you, slut" The angel frowned at the insult, but quicky wiped the expression away, going back to his accustomed smug smile. The bastard. To tell the truth, I had been quite surprised to know angels were like that. Far from being the heavenly kind-hearted creatures they were supposed to be, most of the angels I'd met were stuck up bastards. With a stick so up the ass it was a wonder how the other end didn't come right out of their mouth. The image of the read-head being impaled to death instantly brought a smile to my lips.

Which, in turn, made the angel's face twitch. Uh. Someone was in a sour mood today.

"I came to warn you, half-breed. I know you're in 'your time of the month'"- Fucking basta- "BUT, something important is coming down today and I don't need nor want you butting in. If I so much as see you tonight..."

"Yeah yeah" I said, tired of him already. God I could't stand him. Then something about what the angel had just said clicked in my head. "So they are coming here? Mmm. Better make myself scarce then, I never liked your friends much"

The angel's frame seemed to relax slightly at my words, and before I could say anything else, he scoffed and left. Swaying those little sexy hips of his. I mentally shrugged and decided tonight I would hunt up north. Away from the angels' meeting place.

Walking down deserted alleys at night was something I was pretty accustomed to. I quite liked the dark. It felt like home to me. Unlike full-blooded demons, I had no issue being under direct sunlight. But hunting is something that shouldn't be done when most of the humans were up and about.

The moon was almost full, so my powers were at their prime, and would stay that way for a couple of weeks until they slowly weened out again. Of course when that happened I would go back to my almost-human state, and I'd regret whatever it was I did on nights like this. Nights where I enjoyed the pleasures of killing.  Torturing. Ripping people apart was never as amusing as it was when my demon blood was at its strongest.

Today, if the information I had been given was right, it would be goblins. They were slow, clumsy, and weak, so they wouldn't pose much of a challenge. Shame, really. Something with a little more brain capacity would be so much fun. But work's work. And the fact that they weren't the smartest of creatures had an unexpected perk: they could easily be summoned by humans. Of course, most humans stupidly called them foward only to then fail to control them and having them run amok.

Unfortunately for me, the first thing they usually killed was their so called 'master'. I was wondering how was it possible there were so many idiots willing to try and control the little beasts, when so many people had already died trying, when a loud scream snapped me out of my thoughts. I ran over to where the scream had come. Scream that had now turned into a disturbing gurgling noise. I sighed as I saw I was already too late. Again. The small group of greenish creatures was huddled over what seemed to be their young looking 'mistress'. Their bloodlust prevented them from noticing my presence the moment I arrived, which gave me room to pull my gun out and blow the head of the one closer to me. This startled them, and they launched themselves at me. Of course, the next goblin soon found himself with my knife being driven into his skull. I quicky dislodged the knife off the monster's cranium and slashed the next goblin's neck. There was only one left now, and he stupidly decided to try and run away, not getting very far until one of my bullets blew his head off.

After the conmotion we'd made, the police was probably going to make its appearance any moment now. I looked at the girl's body on the floor. What a waste, I had to leave it there. And it looked so tasty too... Just as I was turning to leave, I heard a sudden noise. Was someone watching? I slowly made my way to the alleway's other end when I saw a body lying on the ground. A corpse. A few days old judging from the dried blood and the body's paleness. Which was why I was so shocked to see the corpse was checking me out. Yup. He was almost eye-fucking me with those cristal clear eyes of his. He was pretty, I had to give him that. It seemed like a great feat considering he appeared to have been dead for a while now. I cocked a brow at him and coughed pointedly, almost laughing at the way his cheeks reddened almost instantly. The licked his lips as if considering his words and blurted:

"What? Do I have something on my face? Or is it that you'd never seen someone as handsome as me?"