You had been a vampire hunter for long now, attempting to kill as many before you'd die yourself. So far you were doing great.

Now, you'd encountered one that was... surprisingly hard to kill. When you broke into the old, abandoned house he used as shelter during daytime and shouted for him to "Reveal yourself!", a bat flew down the stairs and transformed into a rather tall, handsome and most importantly, very pale guy.

He extended his hand and grinned, revealing his razor sharp fangs. His hand was bloody and when you didnt shake it, he licked the blood of his fingers and bowed down to your height, to your neck. When you pushed him away and held up your cross, he didn't even flinch and just chuckled, still smiling maliciously.

"Why, it's so cute, you're trying..."

He grabbed your arms swiftly and held you close, glaring at your neck with a hunger in his eyes you'd seen before, very often.