crimson hunters

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A tall man stands on the roof of a building. He inhales deeply smelling the scent of blood in the air. His medium length black hair is blowing to the side with the wind, his eyes seem to glow with a blood red tent in the darkness that surrounds the city. He is known only as midnight as that was the time of night that the crimson hunters took him in. He remembers the night well. He was seven and an orphan when a group of feral vampires descended upon the orphanage. He watched as everyone he knew was slaughtered too terrified to move. The leader of the group walked to him an knelt infront of him. She was a young woman Maybe twenty with long platinum blond hair, her face was that of a gentle motherly figure. But her eyes were red. She wore a red dress the same color as blood. Her voice was sweet and gentle when she spoke. "Remember what happened here tonight and remember me." She said as she sunk her fangs into the side of his neck. He was woke later at the safe house of the crimson hunters. He vowed to find that woman and take her life. He shivers at the Memory and lights a cigarette. "Time to work." He says as he steps off of the building. Eleven stories is nothing to his kind, he lands as if it was no more than five feet and walks to his car. A black 1984 Buick grand national. He leans in and grabs the picture of his target for the night. A young vampire that has killed five people in two days. He pulls his duel desert eagles from the cross draw holsters he wares. He hits the Mag release on the first gun. six in the Mag one in the chamber. He repeats his process with the second pistol. His bullets aren't silver or rubbed in garlic. They're just regular bullets to stop a vampire all you have to do is damage the heart which is encased in thick bone.enough damage and it goes down. Now werewolves on the other hand are another thing. Silver is a sure thing to kill them. He walks towards the feeding grounds of his prey. He walks four blocks following the smell of blood. As he gets closer he can hear the sound of blood being drained from the latest victim. He draws his guns and walked closer to his target. The woman he's drinking from is completely nude and smells of soap. He stole her from her own home. He puts his pistol flush against his targets back. "If you kill me dameon will come for you, I am his favorite pet." The vampire says. "Well I'm just counting on it" midnight says as he fires twice into the heart of his target. He looks to the victim she can't be more than fifteen but with how her neck is ripped open she won't make it. He kneels down and pulls her eyes shut. Her breathing is getting slower and slower. He presses the mussel of his pistol to her temple. "Please forgive me heavenly Father for I am about to sin." He says as he squeezes the trigger. The gunshot rings out blocking out the sound of everything else. He stands and reholsters his pistol as he starts to walk away. He feels something behind him and swings around pistol in hand. The man grabs his wrist and pushes it upwards as he fires. It is a tall man with long dark hair and eyes that seem to radiate evil, he wares a dark red suit and hat. So dark red that it mimics the color of blood from a fatal wound. He speaks with a voice of pure evil. "You killed my favorite pet. Now I'll kill you." The man says as he pulls his blade from his side. Midnight grabs his free pistol and fires four rounds into the man's heart. The man looks at him and laughs an evil laugh. "You can not kill me boy. I am a demon." The man booms his voice deep and evil. He grabs midnight by his throat and lifts him high into the air. "Now I shall make you a true dead" he bellows as he throws midnight across the ground into a dumpster causing it to cave in around him. He stands wobbly but firm and takes aim he fires twice hitting the man in the head. He laughs as the flattened remains of the bullets fall from his skin. In the blink of an eye he closes the distance between him and midnight. He grabs midnight by the wrist and twists his arm and slams his fist into the back of midnight's elbow breaking his arm. He screams out in pain and feels his arm fall limp. The man punches midnight in the stomach causing him to fly into the wall thirty feet behind him. Midnight grabs a spike from his belt and throws it at the man. He blocks it from hitting his face and it sticks into his arm. As the man grabs at the metalic spike it spews holy water all over him. He screams in pain as his skin blisters from the holy water. "So your a demon then." midnight says as he grabbs his beacon from his belt and activates it. "So you call for help, but its already too late." the man says with killing intent. As he runs towrds midnight he is stopped by the sound of footsteps. Click..click..click..click. Getting ever closer. Click..click..click..click. As a man walks out of the shadows the entire atmosphere changes drastically. The man is of average highth and build. His dark red hair and beard seem to glow the color of blood. He wears a pail white suit and a silver crucifix around his neck. He walks with a cane even though he has no need to. "So you are dameon the demon of worldly desires." the man says with a thick irish accsent. "And you must be the holy slayer, the harbinger of the crimson hunters." the demon says. "Please allow me to show my true form." the demon says as two wings of darkness sprout from his back and his body is enclosed in hellfire. As the fire subsidies the demon shows his true form. A tall evil looking being with features of a bull clad in blood red armor his wings resembleing those of a bat. He stomps twice an shouts out. "O mihi egredietur gladius scelesti." (translation from latin. Oh unholy sword come forth unto me.) as a swirling ring of blood forms on the ground and the hilt of a sword forms from the blood. The demon grabs the hilt and as he pulls the sword from the blood it forms a blade from the blood. The man shows an evil looking smirk as the demon grips his blood claymore with both hands. The man grips the top of his cane and draws a sword from it. The demon starts to laugh at how small his enemys sword is. The man runs towrds the demon faster than the eye of even a vampire can follow. He swings his sword but appears to miss his mark. As the demon looks at the man his right arm drops from his sholder. He rushes him again but the demon blocks with his massive sword. The man jumps backwards as the demons sword breaks in two. "No how can a human break bloodbourn." the demon shouts as he throws the remainder of his sword at the man. He simply smiles and with a single movement catches the sword by the hilt. He rushes again this time cutting the demons legs off at the knees. The demon flaps his evil wings and begins to fly away. "Midnight." the man says. "Yes sir edan." midnight says. "I need you to throw me at the demon." sir edan says. "As you wish." midnight says as he runs to sir edan and grabs his arm. Midnight jumps high into the air and throws sir edan with all his remaining straight. Sir edan flys through the air twords the escaping demon. With a swift motion he cuts off both of the demons wings. As the demon falls twords earth sir edan throws his sword piercing the heart of the demon.
Midnight catches sir edan befor he hits the ground. As midnight sets sir edan down he collapses. "Are you alright midnight?" sir edan asks with worry present in his thick irish accent. "Im fine(cough) sir edan." midnight says as he wipes blood from his mouth. "Even though you are a vampire you are not invulnerable, you need to stop charging headlong into unwinable situations, i cant have my underling dying untill i order it so." sir edan says as he lifts midnight to his feet. As they walk twords the demon the silence of the night is shatterd by the inhuman screeches of the beast. Sir edan sets midnight against a wall and walks to the beast. He pulls his sword from the chest of the demon and resheaths the blade. "Oh yee evil being, thou hast bathed in the blood of innocents, and so yee shall die by the blood of the holy, in nome patris et filii et spiritus sancti, ego te condemnabo vade ad mortem."(translation from latin, in the name of the father the son and the holy spirit, i condem you to death.) sir edan says as he draws a blade across his palm. He holds his hand over the wound inflicted by his sword, as his blood drips into the wound of the demon its body is covered in blue flames. As the fire engulfes the demon he speaks one last phrase. "Abandon is among you." the demon says as his body turns to ash. Midnight stands but blacks out he awakens later in his room at the safe house. As his senses return to him the only thing he can think is thank god thats over.