Predator Or Prey (Luvtehyaoi)
Julian had approached a person sleeping upon a bench in the hopes of feeding upon said person. However, he didn't realize that it was a trap until it was too late. The person on the bench jumped him but Julian managed to evade the others grasp. Not good! This was definitely not good! Why, you ask, were they chasing him? Simple. He was a vampire and they were Hunters. The term 'Vampire Hunter' was incorrect since these men hunted more than just Vampires.
He fled as best he could. There were to many Hunters for him to go against by himself and dawn was approaching. Most people thought that Vampires would burst into flames when the light of the sun touched him. This was false. Julian gets weak and rather lethargic during the day but he didn't burst into flames or anything like that.
This particular Vampire wasn't just your average bloodsucker. He was royalty among his race but today he had left when his family wasn't looking. Julian was beginning to think that he had made a mistake. A wolf came out of nowhere and latched onto his arm, knocking him to the ground. The Hunters were on him in an instant.
"Look at what we have here, boys. This ain't your average bloodsucker." said the leader of the group.
There were three humans and three werewolves. Most Hunters traveled with a Werecreature of some kind. It was most often a Werewolf. However, not all Hunters had a Werecreature. There were those that traveled by themselves. Those were much easier to get away from. Julian flinched when he felt a hand run over his backside.
"He's not all that bad-looking for a beast." said the Hunter.
The Hunter smirked as he drove a stake through his hands, pinning them to the ground above his head. Julian cried out in pain but something told him that this was only the beginning.
~Help...Help me...~ Julian thought to himself, tears in his eyes.
He had already been feeling weakened by the approaching dawn and not having any blood for a night or two. Julian was feeling light-headed and faint. If he passed out now he would most likely never wake up. However, that might be fore the best since he was certain he would suffer if he were conscious while these Hunters tortured him.
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"Your eyes kinda remind me of something. It's a look I've seen before, like the half open eyes of a head that's been chopped off. Still a little moist and you can't quite tell where they're lookin'. So I've gotta wonder, are you alive or dead?"
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