Chaper 1

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It's been 10 human years since that day, 5 since I escaped hell and been running ever since. I walked down the streets of old England in peace. It's almost midnight and I'm starving. Not for food. No, not blood either I'm not a vampire but they do exist though. I hate those dirty parasites. I'm hungry for death. I need to murder or I might die. Yes I see the irony of the situation. I'm not killing humans though so calm your tits. I'm hunting the blood suckers. Well hunting them while they think they are hunting me. You see I can hide my power well enough to look and smell human. I smile to myself. Dumbasses . Something zips past me and I pretend to be afraid and jump back. " H-Hello?" I say shaking. I should win an Emmy. A man laughs dramatically. I had to work so hard to keep myself from rolling my eyes." Whose there?" I say looking around with big Brown doe eyes. "Mhm, looks tasty" says one of them. Hmmmm.....I'll call him jackass no.1 " yeah your right, let's get a drink and have some fun with this one" Says jackass no.2. I felt disgusted. These men have been killing girls for months. Disregarding the rules and now I've been paid a cool mil to kill them. I've made a name for myself as the black widow. I'm one of the 'youngest' and best of the hunters in the world. No one knows how I do it and it will stay that way. " Hello there" Says jackass no.1 as he snakes his arm around my waist. " What do we have here?" I fain fright and call out for help. " No one can hear your screams love" He coos. I'm inching to kill the asshole but I have to wait for jackass no. 2 to reveal himself. " W-what are you?" I ask as his fangs come out. " Your worst nightmare " Says jackass no. 2 as he comes out of the shadows. How dramatic. Jackass no.1 isn't ugly. He is around 6"2, dark hair, blue eyes, pale skin and is dressed in black. I can feel his hard abs under his shirt. The other one is his carbon copy but with shorter hair. Brothers....such a waste of good looks. Oh well time to get back to business. " Wrong, I'm your worst nightmare love" I scowl at the word love. I kick jackass no. 1 in the balls and pull away drawing my sword from the scabboard I had hidden under my hoodie. " Hunter" They say together getting ready to fight. " You should run" I smile, I can already feel they're deaths approaching. " From you little girl? How old are you? 16?" Laughs jackass no.2. I do look 16 in human years but I' 've actually been around way before there great grandfather was born. I didn't say that though. " Suit yourself" I shrugged and they lunged at me. I dodged one and slashed the other. Jackass no.1 howled in pain. Silver, good for both vampires and werewolves. Jackass no. 2 . Looked at his brother and rushed me. I light the sword on fire and sliced him in half. " What?!" He said just before he burst into ashes. I walked over to jackass no.1, who was still on the ground in pain. " Wh-who are you?" He asked as I raised my sword. I smiled. " I told you, I'm your worst nightmare. I'm the black widow" His face turned paler than should be possible in recognition as I sliced him with my flaming sword. His soul joins his brother. I watch as they're would are taken to hell. I sighed good luck jackasses! Hell is one place I don't ever wanna return to. That was too easy , I need more of a challenge. I sighed again. Fat chance.

I arrive at school at 6:30. Even though it's early people are still here. Sigh. I wish they weren't. I park my black Camry and hopped out. Everyone thinks I have rich parents that are just never home. Wrong I live alone in a house I bought myself and I bought this act thing right here with the money I got from killing jackass no.1 and 2. Its my baby. I sit on the hood and crossed my legs opening a book. People are staring at me as per ususal. Why? Beats the shit out of me. I was wearing dark wash jeans, hiking boots, blue low cut blouse and a black jacket. My dark brown hair in a bun." Hey!" Say some guy I don't care to know his name. He is tall dark and sexy. He reminds me of my father so not my type!" Hey" I say not looking up from my book." There is this party on Sat-" He beings not deterred by my indifference to his presence when a power signature all too familiar walks into the school. It can't be but it is. My father is now walking towards me. Like me he looks around 16, 17. He is dressed in black. His muscles strain against his shirt. He is around 6"3 and was blessed as an angel with the most captivating cerilium eyes. I felt sick, how did he find me!? I've been so careful." Layla!" He calls my name and heads snap in my direction. Looks of surprise and envy are thrown my way. I bet you if they knew who he was they wouldn't be so envious!My father is pure sin and I am guilty pleasure. I couldn't run and make a scene so I played it cool. " Evan" I say with a flat face. The guy stops talking and sizes up my father as competition. He gives a look of distaste." Talk later?" He asks" Sure" I say knowing full well I'll be out of the country by night fall. My father reached my side and pulled me off the car hugging me tight. " My baby girl!" Girls near by swoon. Eww." How did you- " I begin but he cuts me off by kissing me. I feel his thoughts invade my mind." Your in danger""NO SHIT , your here"" Not me , your mother" My blood runs cold. Oh fuck!"Yes, we need to leave" "WE?! I'M NOT GOING BACK TO HELL!" I mentally scream seething." I know" He said sounding sad. He pulls away from what must have look like a long hot kiss. The gaping audience we have proved me right. I'd be embarrassed if I wasn't in deep shit." Lets go?" He asks. The devil asked?! The Fuck is going on? The devil demands not asks!" Yes" I say and we climb into my car. Screw school. I have alot of questions and daddy better give me my fucking answers.

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