Vampire Witch/Slayer

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
A girl finds she is a slayer and at the same time a vampire seeks her to restore order to a realm of magic.

Submitted: March 11, 2011

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The stranger walked among the vast masses of people, they laughed and danced to the music in the small town named Roberts. It was the Roberts Good Neighbor Days, the chatter of all the locals with the same old gossip. It was a crisp evening in May, everyone wore sweaters or spring jackets to keep warm to families huddled in blankets as they talked. The stranger was looking someone specifically; she was the next girl that he needed to indulge himself with. If only she was easy to find, he thought privately. He was dressed in the most unusual way for a new comer, he wore a suit that easily hosted a fortune than any redneck hick could ever imagine. He was more civil and well bred; the only drawback was that he was as pale as marble. A group of young girls about 15 or 16 looked at him like he was eye candy. Stupid bitches, he said to himself; they had no idea who or what he is. He needed to find the girl and haunt her until she came into terms with her fate.

Ginny Summerton wasn’t your ordinary girl in high school. She didn’t relate well to others. I am different because I am meant for something not normal, she thought as she replayed her conversation with her parents almost two months ago. Ginny didn’t understand why her parents were off their rockers lately. Was it the murder that happened? Her parents said it was worse than a sex offender or serial killer. Seriously, it was creepy but it happened in North St. Paul. It was common knowledge that the Twin Cities were filled with creeps or low life. Ginny didn’t want to judge; she was only 17 and not legal to vote either. It was May, Ginny wanted to join the Good Neighbor Days like every year. She was already asked to go with friends to ease her parents’ worries. The evening was full of lights and sounds, Ginny and her friends had walked down to the playground to swing and talk about the latest gossip from school. “Maybe Meghan needs to control that sex urge of hers,” said Kala, who was the biggest gossip in the group and knew all the details of the popular crowd since she was a cheerleader. “Meghan isn’t as bad as the head cheerleader, Harley,” replied Jade, who was soft-spoken and in the yearbook club. “Agreed. So, anyway, I heard that…” As Kala continued her babble, Ginny couldn’t relate. She knew she wasn’t popular and she was afraid of guys because her parents said all they want is sex and a trophy girl at their side. Ginny never cared for any guy at their high school, some who were dangerously rich or some who don’t care about their life but party, drink and have sex. “Ginny!” “What?” Ginny said in complete surprise. “Did you hear what I said about Gretchen?” Kala asked, who looked annoyed. “No.” “God, listen. Gretchen is pregnant with some Rick guy’s kid. He didn’t even give her one look at school.” “So? They made a choice and you know, I don’t care.” “Ginny, Rick is popular because he’s rich and hot! Now, he just knocked up some girl and now guys want to have sex with their girlfriends. The guy…” “It’s stupid that he had a one night stand with a girl, then knocked her up and won’t associate with her. Wow, great! He’s an idiot,” Ginny said frustrated to listen to Kala’s unnecessary banter. “Ginny, you’re right,” Jade said in awe. Kala looked as though she got slapped and then replied, “Ginny, you don’t have a boyfriend, yet you tell me some…” Jade interrupted her, “Kala, it’s only gossip. It’s not important, so lay off or go find your boyfriend.” With that, Jade took Ginny by the arm and left without caring.

The stranger still searching for his target finally saw her. She was dressed in jeans, sneakers and a sweatshirt occupied by another with flats, jeans and a hoodie. He looked at his target and his next meal with a strange arousal. Damn, he thought. His smothered to soft silver, he wanted his target. She was beautiful; her hair was dark rich chocolate brown with her complexion, he counted her as a goddess of mystery. The girl beside her was a snack, but he got the impression that his target’s friend was someone of importance. He looked past them as they walked away from the playground were two others. Now, he can have a meal. He disappeared into the night before anyone saw him. The two girls were walking near the road as he appeared again. He stopped his hood towered to hide himself. As the girls got closer, he knew he needed to make it quick. “Hello, stud. You need some company,” the first girl said with a flirty purr in her voice. “Not at all, my sweet.” He was perpetually surprised that a girl would flirt with danger. The other, he noted, was quiet and smiled. He allowed them to walk with him to his car. Foolish girls walking with a stranger, he purred softly as he followed them into a cornfield where they still can hear the music. As he stopped, they turned… his hood slowly came off… then… nothing but the blood in his mouth. The taste was nothing like the first drink in his 230 years.

Ginny and jade came through the front door of the Summerton house, they were exhausted. The girls got ready for bed then, Ginny went to her bedroom and Jade crashed in the guest room. Ginny wondered about why boys were so stupid. Men as she heard were classy and suave, almost seductively charming when it came to intimacy. Ginny shook her thoughts and in a mere minute, she fell asleep with all the pure and innocence of the world. The following morning brought a twist of events, Ginny saw her parents watch as a scene came into view on the news. She came closer and saw two bodies with horrific amount of blood on them. “…As reports claim that these two high school girls were killed by a vigorous serial killer…” “Oh, Ginny, it’s awful!” Her mother said as she faced her daughter with fearful eyes. “The girls have been identified, have they?” Ginny asked slowly, she was bracing herself. Her father added, “Yes, they have. Kala Thornton and Millie Hargrove.” Ginny’s world turned upside down with this news. She knew school wasn’t going to respond well. Ginny also knew that Kala never listened to anyone or cared. Ginny wasn’t sad; she was angry enough to hunt the murderer down and condemn him of his sin. “How were they killed?” Ginny asked through gritted teeth. Her father looked at her; he noticed his daughter’s stance and expression. “Honey, are you okay?” “Yes, Dad. I am about to hunt down this murderer and see how he likes it when I put him to rest.” With that, Ginny headed to her room to prepare to accept her place as a slayer. In her rampage of cursing and packing supplies, Ginny saw Jade, who had a look of concern on her features. “What happened, Ginny?” Jade said quietly. “Kala and Millie died last night by some sick murderer.” “Oh my god, Ginny!” Jade responded softly. “I have to search for this asshole! I will not let this murderer kill more people!” Jade looked at her in surprised eyes as Ginny’s parents came to the threshold. “So, you accept your duty, Ginny?” Her mother replied slowly. “I do. The school needs me as the protector. Whoever this murderer is or what he may be, I am sole responsible for my friends, family, and even my enemies’ safety. This I swear.” As she finished the pledge, light came into the room circling around Ginny. She knew what this meant. Her parents and friend witnessed the birth of the Slayer. Now, Ginny knew it was time to train with her father and mother as their heir to battle demons and vampires until Ginny’s fate was complete. As the light ended, Ginny looked at her family and friend with dignity. “Wow, Ginny,” Jade said in awe, coming up to her and touched her arm. Jade held a mirror for her, Ginny saw a triquitra as the mark of her birthright on her back and then, looked at her left wrist with a spiral pattern with a sword with a fang-like tip at the front of her hand. “These tattoos are the symbols of your birth and powers. Whenever is necessary to train, let your mother and I know,” her father said proudly. “Blessed be, my daughter,” Her mother said with acceptance and grace. Jade seemed to realize what she was now, Ginny asked her friend, “Will you accept your duty to keep my secret?” “I will, Ginny,” Jade said determined and softly in awe. Ginny hugged her friend and mouthed, “Thank you.”

Her scent was stronger, vanilla with raspberry blossoms. She accepted her duty as a slayer and a witch as well. The stranger had only dealt with two slayers before he came into reign of the vampire kingdom. He was born and raised as a vampire since his human life ended at 28-year old. Since then, 230 years of being the most influential and powerful vampire was rewarding to him; the taste of blood of countless meals and centuries worth of seducing women and killing those who fought against him. The witches who cursed him until the legendary Queen of Villa came to power. The child had been born but nobody in the vampire realm knew whom the future Queen was. The stranger knew the legend and the prophecy that a vampire slayer/witch predicted the eve of the birth of the future. She who is both witch and born a fighter of darkness will rise as the sun in the morning of the breaking of dawn’s last hour before he who wakes in the blood of all powers. Only the powers of both witch and vampire may bring the Villa back into power as 100 years before. As the heir of both magic and warrior, may this beauty be the only hope of the Realm is it’s only hope. The maiden of all natural beauty will have to decide to rule with one of the two chosen to rule with her. The stranger never figured out what the last line meant. At the time, he thought it could be any baby of magical families. Rumor had it that, on Halloween, the girl was born but it was impossible to believe that a baby of future power could be born on a mere witches’ day. The future Queen was alive for sure, the stranger had to find her because he knew his cousin, who wants the girl to be stripped from her powers or merge her powers as a darker force. The stranger was merely a rescue; he had to protect Villa’s future.

Ginny walked down the hallway at school three days after she accepted her birthright. Students spent through the halls without knowing anything except school, homework, dating problems, etc. She’s so hot; Ginny heard this echo in his ear. She was confused, is she hearing thoughts? God, if someone doesn’t kiss that girl sooner, I’ll show her a fun time. “Okay? Creepy,” Ginny muttered as she walked to class for first hour, Advanced English Literature. She sat in her seat and started being aware that a feeling was rising through her body. She cringed. Damn it, some guy is horny. She pulled out her phone and texted her mom then, she placed it back in her shoulder bag. She noticed someone was looking at her. “Hey, what’s up?” “Wh-hat?” He laughed softly and replied, “You nervous about this week’s book assignment?” “Kind of. Nothing too gory, you know?” “Yeah, it makes sense. You look a bit pale? Are you okay?” Umm, yeah.” Shit, smile at him! Really? Ginny felt awkward, she was never good at talking to guys because hardly noticed them in the mist of exams. Only being into her junior year, she had no time for anything since she accepted her powers. Her cell vibrated, she got a text from her mom. Potions after school. Love, Mom Yes, she replied quickly then snapped her phone and again, put it in her backpack.

School seemed to pick up fifth hour and everyone was anticipating the early release in 15 minutes. Ginny sat still as the clock ticked. The teacher was reading a magazine and Ginny’s classmates were talking about their plans. If only I had something to do other than making potions and controlling my powers, Ginny thought. She was getting annoyed hearing thoughts of others. It was disturbing. Ginny tried to master blocking voices from her mind as she relaxed her posture and breathing. Mental yoga, she called it. “Hey, were you resting your eyes?” Ginny opened her eyes and looked up, he was the guy from her literature class. “Yeah, you can say that.” He smiled, “I have been trying to talk to you all day. You seemed distracted, though.” “I was. My mom texted me about cooking dinner with her today,” she lied smoothly. “I see. So, if you are not busy, maybe we can go out sometime?” “I don’t know your name, though.” Ginny said cautiously. “Oh, I am sorry! You’re right. My name is Damien Burnings.” “Interesting last name.” “Yeah, forgive my father for it. Didn’t catch your name?” “Ginny Summerton.” Damien smiled, “Beautiful name.” “Thanks.” Ginny was uneasy though. His eyes were strangely colored, almost a hazelnut like in her morning coffee. Odd, she thought. “May I escort you somewhere?” “Well, I am going home after,” She said candidly. “I see. Well, I will see you around then.”

He turned on his heel and walked away. Ginny didn’t hear the bell and the chaos around her as she stared at Damien. He was gorgeous. “Hey, Ginny!” “Hi, Amber. Glad school’s out for a week, huh?” “Oh, yes! Guess what? The football coach asked Ms. Lee out, finally. It was so romantic.” “The whole French class saw it?” “Yes! Oh, god. Who was the stud you were staring at?” “Burnings. Damien. He’s in my lit class.” “Oh, yeah. He’s unusual though.” Maybe a vampire. I heard her mind! I knew something about vampires that was often mistaken. My gift was giving me a headache, though. I couldn’t hear Damien’s because he made me feel an unusual feeling, which I couldn’t describe. “Amber, let’s go to the mall because we haven’t had a mall day in forever.” Amber nodded, clearly distracted by Damien. God, he’s gorgeous! I was starting to get impatient. At that moment, Damien came up to us. Omigod! He’s going to ask me out! As much as Amber’s thoughts annoyed me, I knew she was right. “Pardon me, Ginny but you look upset.” “Damien, this is Amber.” He nodded to Amber and glanced at me again. “Look, I know I was untoward to you and I apologize.” “It’s fine. Amber, Damien is in my Literature class. Maybe he could help you with that paper?” “Great idea, Ginny.” Amber smiled and batted her eyelashes at Damien. “I would be SO grateful if you helped me. I lack the comprehension of literature, unlike Ginny, she’s a pro at it.” “I would but I have obligations. My apologies. Ginny, I was hoping if you would like to join me to go clubbing this weekend?” “Oh, Damien, that’s kind of you…” “Please, it’s break and my friends will be honored to meet you.” “I’ll be honored to join you.” Damien smiled, and then replied; “I will see you on Saturday then.” He walked away. “What happened?” Amber said with a glance that could kill me in a minute. “I have no idea, but I just agreed to club with a guy.” “As your friend, I am jealous. Honestly, I am happy for you too.” “Amber, can we drop this? I need to go home.” Amber nodded, and then started babbling about some guy in Chemistry.

“How was school?” I looked up from my cauldron to my mom. “It was fine. A guy from school asked me to go clubbing with him and his friends this weekend.” “Well, that’s a good sign. You have been down lately.” I nodded, staring at the potion recipe and continued to read it. “I have been hearing others’ thoughts. Is that normal?” “No, it’s not. Perhaps it’s one of your gifts as a witch.” I grimaced. Great, I hear thoughts.


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