The Hunter and the Hunted

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 I twisted my hair into a ponytail, tucking it under my cap and lowering the brim. Then I took a final look around the room full of strangers, wondering which of them would help me escape, and which would try to kill me.I crossed my arms around my body and felt for my stake hidden alongside my right side. I peered out to take a quick peek at my headmaster and the teachers that I have been stuck with during these “rough times”. All the teachers here know me as a delinquent, all except the headmaster. He knows my whole secret. As he is one of them. I’m guessing I was called here as I might have created a little incident by getting in the teachers head, maybe changing the lesson around, and definitely using my powers in multiple classes; some to read minds, others to just have fun. Some of the teachers knew about me and were beginning to think that I was starting to become too powerful and that I was going to be a risk for their other student’s safety or worse, their own. See I am what you call a vampire hunter, but the headmaster is a vampire. But he’s okay, he knows about my situation as I have had many issues in my life. But my one true goal was to kill the one that turned me and killed my family. Yes I am a vampire and a vampire hunter. I know this might sound odd to most but it’s complicated and I don’t have much time to really think about this while most of the teachers here were going to try to kill me.   I looked up from my brim again to notice some of the teachers start to make their way towards me. I tried using my power but that can only work on one person not a group. That’s something I have to work on. I saw the eyes of my English teacher, Miss Wilson.  I never liked her and I guess the feeling was mutual as she started to punch and kick me which got me into my mode. She was staked pretty easily.  All the teachers were ready to pounce on me because as soon as I hit Miss. Wilson they all stood up. Everyone except the head master, he was the only one I could trust, the only one that understood me.  The headmaster has the ability to move things and I knew he was on my side as his desk split in half pushing the teachers away from the door.  I quick made my move to the door and out it. I could hear the headmasters voice in my head (as vampires have the ability to talk to each other mentally) he said, “Good luck, Bailey. I hope I can see you soon before you leave. I might be able to give you information to new start.” And I ran. Off into the dessert surroundings of Arizona. Where I have been stuck for two years. I had to keep running, no one understood me. Well the headmaster might have but no one my age, no one that could relate. I took one glance behind me, that was a mistake as I rammed into something that was too soft to be a rock and gave out an “oof” sound as we hit the floor.