vampire hunters are hunters sent by the head vampire hunter himself, Meu.
Meu used witchcraft to turn mortals into weapons which he called, 'vampire hunters'.
His loved ones were killed whole by a vampire and he swore revenge on them. And he got his revenge.
Vampire Hunters have amazing speed, amazing looks, and amazing magic. They can over power a vampire by strength, and they can win when it comes to a fight.
Vampire Hunters are designed with special skill called, Breath of the dead.
A Vampire Hunter's hand can smoulder, causing pain to whom it touches.
Alex is a Vampire Hunter, and so is Scott's father, Rick. That's why Scott has his good looks and that's also one of the reasons why he turned out to be the Eldorado.
Okay enough about this let's move on, you say
K
Gogogo
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I sat in the darkness, miserable and tired.
My whole world felt disrupted now, and I was going to have to move again, now that a vampire hunter spotted me.
And also I felt bad about the fact Alex was going to be even mad at Scott.
I burried my face in my arms and let out a shaky sigh, trying not to cry.
Just then I felt my shoulder suddenly become heavy. I didn't dare look up.
"....Hey."
I didn't answer, a tear dripping down my face.
"It's me."
I still said nothing and it was silent.
".......Mitch."
The voice was stronger this time, demanding me to look up. I didn't.
I felt like screaming.
"Okay. I see you don't want to talk."
"...."
"So I'll just talk. By myself."
Silence.
"I was going to go on a date with a very beautiful guy today. Although it didn't work out well, I'm not blaming him. And I don't feel bad, you know why?"
"..."
"Because today isn't over yet."
What?
Suddenly a strong hand grasped my face and held me up. A pair of big blue eyes stared into mine. I pushed away, trying to hide my red eyes.
".....Mitch."
Go away, please.
I don't want to see you.
"....I'm a selfish man."
"....."
"My date had a horrible time and he can't even talk to me. He's half dead and I find him crying alone. I know I should leave him alone. I know I should leave him to himself.
"....But I don't want to."
What?
"....I want to touch him. I want to talk to him. I want to see his face, his smile, his tears. I want to hear his laugh, I want to hear his shouts. I want to ask him what's wrong.
"I......"
He stopped and I waited. I waited a long time and nothing happened.
"....I want to tell him everything is going to be alright."
My sobs couln't be hidden now.
A strong pair of arms covered my shoulders and soon I was in his warm embrace.
"....I love you." Scott whispered.
My arms wrapped around his back and I was in his arms. I burried my face in his chest and sobbed. I had felt like my whole world had been torn apart.
But now I felt home.
I didn't feel so alone.
"....It's okay. I'm here now. Shh......"
That was what I loved about this man.
He never asked what was wrong.
He always told me everything was going to be okay.
Which was exactly what I wanted to hear.
Just then Scott let out a groan and bent over. I stared. "....Scott......?"
"I....I'm fine." He breathed. But it was clear he wasn't. His eyes were dark again and his face was paler than ever.
"Mitch you don't have to look at me like that I'm fine." Scott said, smiling weakly. "I'm fine."
"N...no you're not..." I said, wiping away the tears and backing up. He clenched his stomach and sweat dripped.
"Y...you're sick." I said, grabbing his arm. He shook his head.
"No Mitch I told you, I'm fine." He held out his hand to stroke my hair. I swatted it away, dead serious.
"You are sick why didn't you tell me, you bitch!" I hollered. Scott shook his head.
"...No...I told you. I'm........"
His new dark eyes flashed and he fell to the ground. I ran over, screaming his name.
Scott's POV
hurts.
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