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Tasha was one of the best Vampire Hunters in Liverpool, she had a twin, but she had died in the womb, she grew up, and trained to become the best of the best. Until one night, her father went missing, she could smell the scent of blood on the air, a vampire was near. She hid behind her mother when a strangely handsome, tall man entered the house, his eyes blood red. She saw her mother drop to the floor, the man coming closer to her, she shut her eyes.

Tasha was one of the best Vampire Hunters in Liverpool, she had a twin, but she had died in the womb, she grew up, and trained to become the best of the best. Until one night, her father went missing, she could smell the scent of blood on the air, a vampire was near. She hid behind her mother when a strangely handsome, tall man entered the house, his eyes blood red. He gripped her mother, and all she saw was her mother dropping to the floor, the man coming closer to her, she shut her eyes.

She felt the man’s breath on her neck, she tried to move, but he had her tightly, she felt two smooth fangs pierce her neck, the blood flowing into his mouth, he made sounds of small pleasure, of getting his meal, she was finally able to break free, just as he had pulled away from her, she gripped the nearest thing, and hit him over the head, he fell. She tried to run, but didn't get far, she fell.

When she woke up, she found herself in a room with no windows, a tall handsome man, not the same one, stood over her; she sat up, and edged away on the seat. He had saved her, from that other vampire, but she knew too well not to trust vampires. She gripped the dagger her father and mother had given her, the rubies on the handle glinted in the dim light, but he gripped her hand, and took the dagger off her, he knelt down in front of her, and kissed her hand lightly, she shied away from him, dragging her hand away. He just smiled softly at her, and got up and left.

 

She stared around the room, the dim light surrounding her, and gripped her dagger, but she noticed something strange, her skin was the palest white, she touched her hand slightly, and suddenly brought it away, it was cold. She felt a rage within her, rise through her body, through her limbs, suddenly she stood, she felt her body change slowly, a growl rumbled at the pit of her chest, dying to come out. She felt thirsty, thirsty for revenge, to get the bastard who had killed her family, but that wasn’t all, she felt thirsty, thirsty for blood, she was shocked at herself.

 There was a small knock on the door, timid it sounded. “Come in,” Even though she knew this wasn’t her home. A small girl came in, pale in colour, but rosy red cheeks, she smiled lightly at Tasha, and bowed slightly, and walked towards her. “Hello Ma’am I am Amelia, I will be serving you for now; if you have any questions, just ask me” She beamed a smile, as if proud of herself; Tasha nodded to her slightly “I have just one question at this moment, who was that man? The one who brought me here” She replied lightly, hoping that the small vampire girl would reply.

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