One girl, in all the world, a Chosen One.
One born with the strength and skill to hunt the vampires.
To stop the spread of their evil and the swell of their numbers.
Rukoso Region: A strange killing of a tribe ended with the arrival
of a certain young woman.
Whale Island: Mass murders of people at the harbor stopped when Endaya Henness came to town.
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Pika the Vampire Slayer
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She floated down a long dark passageway. There
were candles, dimly lighting the way, yet still she could only see what
was directly in front of her face.
She came to a small room. A desk, a lamp, a chair, books, and...
A man. He sat with his back to her. Then he turned. She had imagined a grotesque vision, but he was actually quite comely. His skin was pale, though, as if he hadn't seen the face of the sun for a time, and his hair was a black, darker than the night's sky.
Then she saw his eyes.
Black, yes, but her gaze caught and she saw a red. Somewhere in his eyes. He rose and came towards her.
Something told her to run. Her feet were rooted to the ground as something else commanded her to stay. Fear enveloped her. Now the strange man stood before her. He—
And then she fell.
She remembered she was still in the cab. "Must've fallen asleep, missy." The driver remarked.
"Yeah, yes, I did." She replied.
"Then if it might please you to know, we're almost there."
A few minutes of silence later, the cab pulled up to the curb. The girl looked out the window. She saw a black-iron gate. Looks like a prison. But at second glance was a mansion. Maybe not.
She grabbed her bag and suitcase and went up to the gate. "How do you get in?" She asked the cabbie. He shrugged.
The girl sight. Then to the amusement of the watching cabbie, she tossed her luggage over the gate and climbed over it. She waved good-bye to the cabbie, picked up her things and walked down the path to the front door of the mansion.
"Well," She said, "I'm here."