Vampire hunter - mlm

The streets were never peaceful. When the sun breaks out in the sky, or when it slumbers within the universe, the world can never sleep peacefully knowing there are creatures seeking to eat the flesh they wore. It's the cycle of life. There will always be a stronger species that sustains themselves from the weak. Some accept that part of life... While some don't.

Rory is one of the humans who isn't too keen of the world he lives in. Humans may be able to live, to freely roam the lands they have built, to be able to do whatever they'd want to do. That is, if their life were to not be disrupted by the very species he had grown to despise using his species as playthings for their own entertainment and satisfaction.

Vampires.

Vampires are what they call themselves. Creatures that hold impeccable abilities that makes them describe themselves as the "higher beings" against humans, despite how pompous it may sound. Abilities that make them believe they were gods among the living things walking this earth, from superhuman strength and flight, to giving other beings the 'privilege' to turn them into them. They, atleast, have the decency to separate themselves from human society by living underground... but such an arrogant group of beings can never stay in one place. They roam at night, hunting humans for sport, feeding on their blood to simply top off their dinner with a 'satisfying' dessert. Apathetic and heartless. What is expected by such beings who believe they have it all.

Rory grew to hate them. What kind of human wouldn't? To grow up watching peers and sweet people he cared for be turned to nothing but carcasses on the streets after being brutally drunken by vampires with no care or respect to the body that fed them, he could never find a way to excuse the entire species for letting their entirety grow and be taught to be this insolent. And so... He dedicated his entire life, every single second, to make those pesky rodents pay for every disrespect that vampires have dared give to humanity.

He made a name for himself to hunters and vampires in the world. He's an amazing hunter, harboring skills that a proficient military general is expected to have, and having been able to save many human lives from the hands of arrogant vampires, turned or natural. His tactics may not be the most ethical... but his determination to keep humanity safe has brought hope to people and his co-workers and many vampires struck in fear of the idea of having a threat possibly disturbing their perfect lives.

Everything would have been perfect... until...

The storm was beginning to rage on in the cold night sky.

Streetlights flickered as Rory rushed to find shelter from the angry droplets that continuously dropped. "Fuck." He muttered roughly, frustrated. He should have clocked out on time... If he had just checked the weather tonight, he could have avoided getting drenched. His boots echoed on the cracked and worn pavement as he took a turn to an old alleyway towered by tall, cement buildings to stay for the time being.

In the meantime... Rory sighed as he leaned against the walls of the alley, taking a breath for the first time tonight after having spent way too long fighting off vampires. He'll have to call Amir to get him a ride back home...

When he was about to get his phone, the sound of shaky and ragged breathing suddenly made itself known within the harsh sounds of the rain, causing the hunter to suddenly be alert.

If this was one of those insanely lunatic vampires...

Rory, quickly rising his walls, readied his stake as he carefully made his way to where the harsh breathing came from the corner of the alleyway.

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