It was a dark and rainy night, but Sally wasn't scared. She had done that so many times before. They used to be the hunters, but since Sally arrived, vampires had become the prey.
The undead society had lived in a weak balance between both sects, Camarilla and Sabbath, which attracted too many kindred to the city. Luckily, Sally was raised with a gift, she was able to copy a vampire's disciplines so they can fight from equal to equal.
She didn't have to wait for too long. A vampire and a girl went out of the club. Why did people still fall in love with bloodsuckers? Sally followed them to an alley where she shot her crossbow, but because of the rain and the vampire's fast movements, the bolt failed its target. Then, Sally and the vampire started a fight that would end with another victory to the human race. But there were still too many fights left.
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Short Stories
Short StoryA collection of stories I wrote in English class. Colección de historias cortas escritas en clase de inglés.
