Just an idea

Dream

Filler characters: Iza, Zinc, Charion, and Zeris

I sat in the empty, abandoned theatre room, keeping watch from the back as Charion roamed the front looking for the creatures we had heard of here. I kicked my feet up on the back of the chairs in front of me. It was nearly 2 in the morning and I was tired.
The sudden voice of Zinc caused me to jump, reaching for my sword.
"Hey Iza!" His annoying voice rang out.
I rolled my eyes, relaxing into my chair. "Hi Zinc."
For the last several years he had been up my ass like a lost puppy, always trying to confess his so called "undying love" for me. It had gotten to the point of where Charion had to get onto him and threaten to kick him from the team.
"Why ya sittin here all by your lomesome?" He asked.
"Because I'm tired and keeping watch." I answered simply.
As if to save me, my sixth sense went off, a creeping chill running across my skin. Looking around, I saw what appeared to be a man walking into a room. I junped up, ignoring Zinc's questions and pursued the figure. Opening a door, the hinges screaming out from misuse, I saw a man standing in front of the window.
My hand found its way to the hilt of my sword. The man turned, bearing icey blue eyes into me, a smirk across his face. I was instantly in a trance by his beauty. It registered that he was part vampire, part Zombie, a rare breed. The whole look he had pulled me in, all black clothes complimenting and enhancing his figure in everyway, dark lashes and a seemingly cool attitude.
"So you found me."
God his voice was like gold! Smooth as honey and as soft as silk. I found it hard to move.
"What's wrong hunter? Isn't it your job to get rid of me?"
Every word he spoke sent desire swimming through every inch of my body. I found myself removing my gear and setting it down. The smirk on his face grew into a curious look.
"What is your name Zompire?" I asked, my own voice sounding distant.
"My name?" He suddnnely appeared in front of me. "My name is Zeris."
I went to reach out to touch him only for him to step back. I looked at him quizzicaly and he motioned for me to hold on. I watched as he set his own gear down and pulled his trench coat off. I breathed in sharply, wondering if he could see the unknown anticipation on my face.
"You can touch me if you wish Miss Hunter." His whispered.
"My name is Iza." I said sternly, my eyes traveling over the mans body, every toned muscle visible through his tight fitting black shirt.
I vaguely saw him push back his chin length messy black hair, his eyes bearing into me once again. "You do look ravishing."
I could only bod as I found my hands running along the muscles underneath his shirt. He suddenly pulled me to his, his hand gently grabbing my chin, thumb tracing my bottom lip. In all the years I had been a hunter, no creature had ever been able to overcome me like he had.
"What's wrong? You look a bit confused." He asked, staring down at me, his scent sending my head into a never ending spiral.
"I'm... fine." I found myself saying, every fiber of my being screaming at me to get away.
His lips were on mine before I had the chance to register what was going on. At first, I attempted to struggle, but after no luck, I melted into the kiss. Every moment of it was like an eternity that I didn't want to end. I vaguely wondered why he was so captivating, but soon my subconscious was drown out by him.
The kiss, the body, the voice. He was like a God among the commonfolk. I was powerless. Every fiber of my being melted into the moment, into the pleasure. Before I realized it was happening, he had my shirt off and was working on my jeans. A sudden loud noise brought me to my senses as I looked to the door. Charion and Zinc stood completely bewildered by what they saw. I momentarily saw Zeris's eyes flash a dangerous crimson before he let go of me, winking and disappearing. Charion came over, throwing his coat over me to cover up my naked top half.
"Who was he?" He asked.
"Zeris I said simply, my voice carrying an unknown attraction as I turned and stared out the window.
"That my dear was an Incubus." Charion said matter-of-factly.
I then shifted my gaze to him, confused. "But he registered as a Zompire."
Charion nodded. "There are rare breeds of Incubus that can conceal what they truely are and can trick theor prey into believing they are something else." He explained.
"Bastard! Trying to take advantage of Iza like that!" Zinc lashed out.
"But... I don't mind." I whispered, feeling a blush cross my face.
Both men turned and stared at me. The looks on theor faces said two completely different things. Charion wore a worried and somewhat alarmed expression while Zinc had an admiration and slightly enamored look. I turned away from both of them, my back still exposed, the two scars on my back fully visible.
I could hear a quiet gasp from Zinc before Charion cleared his throat, putting a hand on my shoulder. In all the years I'd worked with them, the only one that knew was Charion.
"Charion, why does she have-"
Zinc was cut off by a deep growl from Charion. "That's not my place to tell."
I glanced over my shoulder at Zinc. Of our team of 5, he was the newest and I could see the utter lack of words on his face.
"I'm not human okay?" I spoke quietly.
"You don't have to tell him if it's gonna hurt more." Charion tried to help.
I shook my head. "It always hurts."
He stared down at me with a look of fatherly worry. "If you are prepared to tell him, then I won't stop you."
I turned to fully face Zinc, who had, for the first time since laying eyes on me, stared at me with a look of caution. I took a deep breath before beginning.
"I am what we call a dead breed. I'm not human, nor am I any longer a creature we hunt. I used to be a demon, one very similar to a succubus and a vampire." I began explaining. "I was held highly in the demonic realms, sort of like a princess. But I fell in love with a human and ran away. He died mysteriously and my wings were torn from me. My horns were broken completely to the point they no longer grow."
Zinc paused me. "Which is why you don't let us mess with your hair." It was more of a statement then a question.
I nodded. "As such a creature, I needed both blood and sexual pleasures to live. Even after my wings and horns were taken, that desire stayed. I was in a very bad, almost berserk, state when Charion found me. I actually almost killed him from taking so much blood. But that wasn't enough, so he introduced me to Yati."
"Our team assassin?" Zinc asked.
I nodded again. "Charion explained only enough for Yati to understand and from then on when I was weak Yati would pull me away."
Zinc stared at me with disbelief before shaking his head. "So you need blood and sex to live. How does that effect Yati?"
It was Charion who answered. "Yati and Iza have worked out a system that predicts when she will most need both and they take care of it. Yati doesn't know the full story behind it and as far as he's concerned, it's more of a curse then her being a demon."