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Chapter 2 - Chapter 1 : Full moon

I could feel the cold sweat on my hands as I removed the stake from it's body.

"Huh, serves you right, you blood-sucker."

Yeah, I'm a hunter. I track and kill vampires, werewolves, magic wielders, and evil elves in a world taken over by these horrible creatures. I hate them.

"They kill innocent human beings equals they don't deserve to live" I try to convince myself after mercilessly slaughtering one. It's been a while since I've started hunting. I'm actually famous. People fear me.

I'm known as the Hunter, but nobody really knows who I am. They don't know my name is Camilla Williams, no, nobody knows that...They think my name is Stacey Clark, but again, they can't link her to the Hunter.

I guess that's why I'm alive. The Alpha Werewolf King -Blake Dasher- has been tracking me for years... and he still hasn't found me. Because I'm a trained murderer. When I was 16 I joined the Human Mafia as a killer, which means I'm a professional and I NEVER leave trails behind. Also, there are some rumors, that I don't have a sent...so maybe that's why he can't track me because werewolves are (almost) NOTHING without their incredible smelling abilities.

I wipe the blood off the stake and quickly stuff it in my hoodie's pocket. I've got to move fast before his vampire friends come looking for him and instead find, well...the corpse and, more importantly, ME. I've been planning this murder for SO long it would be a pity to mess it all up. I can't stay to long because even though I'm a black belt in karate, I don't want to stay in this dark, lifeless alley. It's creepy here... Brrr... I shudder. What is wrong with me tonight ? Why am I feeling so restless ? I just finished one of my most important mission : killing Jackson Marts.

"Jackson Marts : 5 century old vampire. Born in France then left 2 centuries later to go to England and came here a century ago. Famous business man and blood bag dealer." my brain immediately informs me. I memorize all the information possible on my targets. It helps me relax knowing I've got everything in control.

I looked at the pile of ashes that lay at my feet. He decomposed pretty fast for a 5 century old vampire. Maybe he was a century older and lived under a different identity. Well, he won't be of any trouble now that he's dead. I smile. I love my job. I love its purpose which is to save humanity from these demons. Of course, I am a very reasonable person, and I only kill bad creatures that threaten humanity. Jackson is - or should I say - WAS a blood bag dealer. Which means he'd kidnap humans in the streets and sell them to other vampires. It's literally human trafficking. He sells them as if they were just packets of food. Humans are not FOOD !!!

"Man, he annoys me even when he's dead !!!"

The back door of the bar opens revealing a beautiful woman wearing a red dress, red heels and INCREDIBLY bright red lipstick, her waist-long blond hair cascading down her shoulders.

"Come on, let's get out of here." she whispers trough gritted teeth at me as she walks pass me as if I wasn't there. Meet Opal, a 26 years old friend of mine. We became friends after I took her as a hostage to lure Bronce Evans to my trap and kill him. She then proposed to me to come and live at her house with her and her husband Jake (a human). I already knew she was a fire magic wielder that's why I didn't mind abducting her. The only reason I didn't kill her is because it would have hurt Jake; and... maybe also because I had started to admire her courage when she tried to punch me but only resulted in making a dent in the wall and fracturing 2 knuckles.

I'm quick on my feet for a human they think. I don't care a bit about what they think. I'm the Hunter. I actually kinda consider them as my family, Opal as my sister, considering I have no more live relatives anymore... I frown starting to have dark thoughts...

"Hey ! You coming ?" I stare into purple, blue colored eyes staring me right in the eyes in front of my face. Her eyes really are beautiful ! Like opal stones...I wish I could-

"Hey ! Wake up !!! We gotta go, quick !" she hissed.

I quickly gather myself up and start running with her on my heels. How does she do that with heels ? I could NEVER do that. Not even with a lifetime training. I look at the moon shining brightly behind a tree in the street parallel to our street and slow down. That is why I felt...weird. It's a full moon tonight...