Great. A vampire with a attitude. Luckily I use silver bullets. Oh wait, thats for werewolves. I need a wood stake.
FOUR YEARS EARLIER
Southern Mountains, Arixia
"How much money is that again?" I said.
"18,000 Arixian dollars Mr.Powell." The attorney said.
I was suprised. A friends dad leaves me that much.
"Alright then. Thank you."
I walked out of the huge mansion and scratched my grizzled chin. I now had some cash. I would save that cash for something. I looked out and saw the Arixian empire from the hill that I was on. Fossil fuels burned. I know. I will make a new place. Free of pollution.
"You, dimwit, wake up." The sassy vampire yelled at me.
"Yeah whatcha want." I replied.
"Your name human."
I stood up. My Cowboy duster with its crudley drawn cat simbols fluttered in the sea breeze. My gun sparkled in the sun.
"My name is Sir Maximus Uvlin Powell.' I said proudly.