132 Years Later...
Jack had been following this man for 3 hours. The werewolf took a right into a small alleyway, he followed, but he was expected because as soon as he turned the corner he took a punch to the guts. "Long time no see," the man said. "How long? 100years?" "132 years." Said Jack, still on his knees. "And a still haven't forgotten about that night in the alley." "Yea, about that, sorry buddy it's just how I roll." "Yea, and this is how I roll," with one fluid motion Jack pulled out a 44 magnum revolver and put a single silver bullet between the mans eyes.
The next day he was walking down the street as a 1970 Ford Mustang Boss 302 pulled up right next to him. A man in his late thirties stepped out of the car. He was tall and bulk, but Jack thought he could take him. Jack to a swing, the man blocked it like it was thrown by a kid. He threw another punch, but the man caught his fist before it could touch him and twisted it behind his back. "You got some balls kid." "You have no idea what I am, you should leave wile you still have your life." "I know perfectly what you are, that's why I'm here." He let go of his grip on Jacks arm and backed away slowly. He walked around to the drivers side of the car, "Get in." They travelled through the city of Brisbane. He had been living in Australia ever since he had been bitten.
They immediately took a plane to the city of Las Vegas. "What do you need me for?" "For centuries vampires and werewolves have been at war, we need you to stop it." "Me? What am I going to do?" "You come from a long line of vampires, but for some reason it wasn't registering in your blood so that night in the alley, it allowed you to be turned ?into a werewolf." "So I'm half vampire and half werewolf?" "Yes," "So who are we up against?" "Have you ever heard of Dracula?" "Yes," "We're up against his son." "Wait, so you're telling me Dracula has a son?" "Yes, and that's all I'm telling you for now. You better get some sleep, we have a big day tomorrow."
They arrived in Las Vegas at 11:00 am. They checked into a hotel on the top floor. It was the size of a small house with a great view of the strip. "So why are we in Las Vegas?" "To teach you how to kill vampires." "Why would vampires be in Las Vegas?" "Hundreds of people com to Las Vegas everyday. It's pretty much their idea of heaven." "So when do I start?" "Right now." They went downstairs into the casino. "You can tell a vampire from a human by the colour of their face and who they look at. Vampires are always pale and they will look at the people who are only here for a good time." "So she's a vampire?" "Yes," always remember to stake them in the heart." He handed Jack a wooden stake. "
Go ask her to go upstairs with you then stake her." He walked over to her and asked if she wanted to go upstairs. Of course she said yes. When he closed the door she instantly rushed at him, he side stepped at the last second keeping one foot out. She tripped and crashed into the door, he quickly pinned her down. He was surprised by how strong she was, even though she was a vampire. He raised the hand with the stake above and drove it into her heart, she shrivelled up like a dried date then exploded in a cloud of ash.
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Dark Hearts
Aktuelle LiteraturA Captivating story about the supernatural world. There is a war between werewolves and vampires, hunters are intruding, necromancers keep to themselves and a shady shapeshifter who helps anyone who will pay well.