The bridge was creeky as Angel walked across it in her slippers. Her eyes open wide but her mind shut off as she was sleep walking across it. The cold air, slowly turning her cheeks and nose red. She held her arms out infront of her as if she were a zombie.
The moon was half full and the stars were not to be shown through the foggy atmosphere. A creak was heard from behind her. Angel took another silent walk forward without taking notice. Another creak followed. The figure stood behind her, putting it's nose to her neck and breathing her in. "Sssssss-oh delicate," it hissed. Her eyes remained glued shut as if she was in some sort of trance as she sleep walked.
"It'd be a shhhh-ame to losssse a beautiful girl to the losssss of blood," It whispered.
Angel's eyes snapped open and she turned around. The figure smiled through clenched teeth. "To witnesssss your own death would be a little more painful," He mumbled moving closer to her. Angel smiled sarcastically. "It's funny how you think that I'd let a blood thirsty leech kill me in one standing," She said, her voice stronger than she felt. He walked over to her, pulling down the cloak he used to hide his pale face. "What makes you think you could stop me?" His voice ringing.
He lunged at her and she pulled the knife from her house coat pocket. She shoved the steel through his heart and they both fell, his dead body landing on her. She pushed him off and pulled the knife out, only to chuckle in pure amusement. "You're a vampire hunter," A voice whispered from behind her. She turned around, only to see another leech and threw the knife directly at his heart from 5 meters away. He dropped to the ground, showing no sign of breathing. She again bent down and pulled the knife from the vampire's stomach.
She walked back over the creaky bridge and made her way silently down the street in her night wear. The night was silent and calm as she walked home.
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