End of one journey...
Jules Winnfield pressed the release clip on his 9mm, ejecting the empty magazine as he watched the vampire crumple to dust: the last round had pierced its heart. A fresh magazine clicked in reassuringly. He re-holstered his weapon, the familiar weight tugging at his belt.
"Thanks." The short blond woman he'd saved ran a hand through her hair, "More of them then I first thought."
"What in the hell was that?"
"That was a vampire."
"They for real?"
"Cool. I dig."
"You're taking this very well for a first-timer."
"God once saved my life. I happen to believe for a reason. Now I know what that reason is."