The luminous full moon shone bright in the night sky. The dense forest growth held the ground below in utter darkness except for a small patch of light from the moon shone down. A shadow moved across the light. The figure that had cast the shadow moved through the trees quickly remaining undetected. A sliver of moonlight caught his hooded face revealing two devilish fangs protruding from his upper lip. His skin was as pale as the full moon above the trees and his hair under his hood was midnight black cut short. He was a vampire, and he had a job to do.
The vampire moved through bushes quietly, the only sound was his cloak being snagged by branches that were extended off the bushes like arms waiting to pull the silent vampire in. The mysterious vampire moved out of the thick bushes and onto a dimly lit path. A lone figure lay on the forest path, a traveler, a look of complete shock still on his face and his lantern lying by his side in a pool of warm blood. The vampire crouched by the motionless figure and dipped two fingers into the pool of freshly spilt blood. He lifted his pale fingers now covered in crimson to his lips where he licked it. He closed his eyes in delight as the taste of his favorite dish crept into his mouth.
Across the dead man’s chest there was several large scratches and the travelers neck was snapped in several places. Large bloody footprints that could be mistook as bears’ lead off into the dark forest. A bush stirred behind the vampire and he tensed ready to fight at a moment’s hesitation. Using his keen eyesight, aided by the dark, he scanned the forest scenery searching for a threat and found none. Then he heard the noise again and identified the bush it was coming from. Crouching low like a animal posed to attack he moved sideways around the bush and with a deathly silent lunge entered the bush ready to attack whatever was attacking him.
Leaves rushed past his face and he felt warm blood as he squeezed his pale fingers around a body part. He threw the object out of the bush and followed only to find a raccoon with a crippled torso.
“What you doing here Akosa?” a voice asked behind him. The vampire Akosa turned from the dead raccoon to see a man that looked almost equal to him, except he was slightly shorter and had long brown hair. Both men bore the same unmistakable fangs.
“Bethel, still stalking your own kind I see,” Akosa, said circling the newcomer. Bethel’s grin turned to a frown.
“I didn’t see you at last moons meeting,” Bethel said circling Akosa in a sideways strafe.
“I had business to attend to,” Akosa said not blinking giving Bethel a deathly stare.
“What kind of business, huh, Akosa?” Bethel said stopping the circling. Akosa stopped as well, “None of you business, that’s what,”
“I don’t know Akosa, the clan leader doesn’t like all these sneaking out sessions you’ve been doing lately,” Bethel said returning the deathly glare.
Akosa was surprised, “What do you mean lately, have you been following me Bethel, do you not trust me,” the vampire growled approaching Bethel threateningly.
“No Akosa, I just want to know what you are doing,” Bethel said stepping back. He glanced at the body behind Akosa, “Your definitely not feeding, so what are you doing?”
“Investigating,” Akosa said turning away and moving back to the victim on the road. Bethel followed as well and crouched beside the body testing the blood like Akosa had.
“What happened to him?” Bethel said licking his lips after tasting the blood. Akosa shrugged, “Not sure, I think were about to find out though, in a few minutes,”
Bethel looked up, “What do you mean?”
Akosa gestured at the tracks, “Remember your teachings back in the clan,”
Bethel nodded, “Yes, those are werewolf tracks,”
“So why would you care if he killed a poor traveler on the road?” Bethel asked.
“It’s my mission to stop him, he’s taking all the clan’s kills,” Akosa said heading off through the forest following the bloody tracks.
“Who gave you that mission?”
Bethel shook his head at his strange friend. Then out of the dark night came a piercing howl. Akosa stopped dead in his tracks.
“Where is it,” Bethel hissed scanning the forest.
“Above us,” Akosa said lunging backwards-pushing Bethel out of the way of a falling branch. Akosa got off his friend and looked up, the wolf like creature was up in a tree, it jumped to another tree, and then another, making its way out of the forest.
“We cannot let it escape the forest,” Akosa hissed jumping a good fifty feet up to a tree where he latched onto a branch. Bethel soon joined him in a nearby tree. Akosa balanced himself and then jumped higher to the next branch, and then next. Bethel right behind him they made their way to the top of the trees.
The werewolf was on a far tree watching them with yellow glowing eyes. It growled at them and jumped out of the tree down into a small meadow. Akosa followed five minutes later with Bethel right behind him.
The two vampires stared the werewolf up and down. It was a large werewolf, roughly larger than Akosa and Bethel combined. The creature howled loud into the night and dropped to all fours. Akosa hissed and licked his lips ready for the fight. Bethel drew a small throwing knife and hesitated waiting for the attack.
Seconds passed, then minutes and still neither of the teams moved. Then without a second though the werewolf sprinted at the two vampires. Akosa charged the creature and Bethel’s knife landed with a satisfying thud in the creature’s neck; if the knife had been silver the werewolf would have been dead. Akosa and the creature locked in epic battle and tumbled to the ground, both trying to gain an advantage over the other. Akosa dug his long nails into the creatures hide but it seemed to do nothing, meanwhile Bethel clawed at the werewolf from on top. The three of them fought back in fourth, at some moments Bethel and Akosa would have the creature close to being subdued, at others the werewolf would be about to take a large chunk out of Bethel when Akosa would trip it. These struggles went on for a good ten to fifteen minutes until at last with a large amount of strength the werewolf threw both vampires off. Akosa rose immediately from the ground to pursue the beast, but it had vanished. In the distance forest around them they heard a loud howl that soon turned into a man’s groan. Akosa glanced up and saw the cloudy sky covering the moon.
“Where is it?” Bethel asked holding his arm where a deep scratch had torn at his shoulder.
“Waiting,” Akosa said staring at a patch of darkness.
“For what?” Bethel asked glancing at the same patch.
“The sun,” Akosa said. Bethel nodded understanding what the creature’s intentions were.
“So what, its just going to wait until the sun comes out then its going to leave once we flee to get away from the sun?” Bethel asked.
“Yep,” Akosa said glancing at the sky. The sun was on the horizon and Akosa could already feel his skin starting to tingle. He then glanced at the moon sitting low in the sky and saw that the clouds didn’t plan on leaving anytime soon.
“Akosa, we better get out of here,” Bethel said moving into a shadow away from the fast approaching light.
“Alright, you go, I’ll catch up,” Akosa said staring back at the patch of darkness.
“What are you doing, you know that only the clan leader has stayed out in sunlight and survived to tell about it,” Bethel said.
“I don’t want to fight him in the sun, just see him,” Akosa said in a hushed tone, “Now we act like we are fleeing from the sun, then we hide in that big bush right there. Once the sun is up in the sky he will leave in human form, we see what he looks like then tomorrow night, the hunt is on,”
Bethel nodded, “Sounds like a good plan, now what if I told you that that wasn’t what he’s gonna do,”
“What do you mean Bethel?” Akosa asked. Then he saw where the other vampire was looking. The werewolf was charging the two vampires, in his werewolf form.
“What does he think he’s doing, he could turn back at any moment,” Akosa said ready to attack. Bethel stuck out his arm, “Hold up Akosa, remember, we are weaker in sunlight then we are in darkness,”
Akosa nodded and waited for a shadow to cast across the ground, then with Bethel by his side, they raced at the fast approaching werewolf.