I was still standing in the hall, still covered in blood, and people were still staring at me. The demon had gone off and come backin the time it had taken people to get used to the fact that a real elf was standing right there. To make matteres worse, the owner of the hotel was a vampire. And there were more living here too. This was not going to be easy..
"Three vampires?" I asked Mark, the owner.
"That's right" he confirmed, as one of them went upstairs, carrying the shapshifter. I had been impressed to learn she was one of the true shifters, immortal like me. I hoped she wouldn't mind too much that I killed vampires. A lot.
"I have nothing against vampires personally," I began "It's just that they are enemies of the Fey. They betrayed us in the Wars and since then...we have hunted each other mutually. I'm not solely a vampire hunter, I hunt all enemies of the Fey, like all Fey Hunters. Thing is, mostly thats vampires since the others from the Wars all died of old age. Vampires and elves, not to mention some others are still enemies because we still remember the Wars, and most of us were around then.. I lost a lot of people I loved during those times."
He nodded, seeming to understand.
"I'm not here to cause any trouble," I went on "As you can see, I'm injured. If I had wanted to hurt you, I wouldn't come along injured. I told you about the Greater ampire to protect you. I just want somewhere to shelter, since I don't think there are any other survivors."
I felt a lump in my throat, thinking of the twenty Hunters that had left the Fey capital a week ago. All dead now. Except for me.
"I'll be gone as soon as I have healed, if that would be more acceptable for you?" I suggested, looking around at the circle of creatures that surrounded me. "Or I could stay, and help you fight. Becuase that Greater Vampire will find me. And he will bring helpers along."
The others looked at each other and then at me in silence. I waited for someone to answer me.