The Vampire Slayer

250 years ago, then world was not known for its cleanliness or generosity. Quite the opposite, in fact. The roads were not roads are much as flat dry mud. The shops were empty, money was scarce. And most hospitals spewed out the dead without so much as batting an eyelid. To make things worse there was rebellion afoot. Not just one but two. The humans wished to overthrow the vampires and the vampires wished to overthrow the Master Vampire. But ill explain that later. But if you take away the war, the dirt, the deaths, the disappearances, the vampires the corruption and the lack of morals...well, life's just dandy, ain't it?
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Simpleton's was one of the worst hospitals in the state. The doctors were young and inexperienced. The beds were infested with bugs. The rooms were small and cramped. The equipment was old, dust-covered, and virtually useless. Naturally, the hospital was always empty. So when you've swallowed half a bottle of poison, have been running from your family, hidden from the world for the last 3 years and are about to go into labour, Simpleton's the best place to go. Right?

A woman entered the hospital. She was weak, pregnant and tired. She was slowly using her senses and slipping away from conciousness. Staggering over to the counter, she spluttered something about needing a room and doctor. While the poison in her stomach was not visible, the large lump was. She was admitted. She threw herself onto the mouldy cot. The squeeking could've been heard a hundred miles away but that wasnt her priority at the moment and she'd spent three years living in barns and trees. She didn't need luxury to survive.
The window slipped open for a second. Something was flying around the room. She didn't need to open her eyes to see what it was.
"Draco. Come sit."
The thing flew to her bedside. It was a bat. But not for long. It folded its wings behind it and slowly its features began to change. It began to grow to a huge size. It's head and body began to mold into human features. In a second, a young man stood next to her. His hair was dark black and slicked back. His chin was pointed and jutted out in a way that some people(not me!) found attractive. He was smiling, but there was no happiness in his smile. The last thing that changed were his eyes. From beady black eyes they turned an emerald green. Like they glowed in the dark. He stared at the woman intently,"My old friend. What have you done to yourself?"
"Nothing the world wouldnt have already done, darling. Why have you come?"
"To join my friend at her death." Short. simple and to the point.
Her eyes were still closed."Ah so the rebellion begins. And what of you? Will you fight? Or will you allow them to destroy what you've built?"
Something flashed through his eyes. Defeat. Shame."I have no choice. My will is theres."
Her eyes fluttered open,"Then this is the perfect time for me to die."
They clasped each others hands. He leaned towards her...he beared his fangs knowing he would regret this for the rest of his life...

A woman was found and reported dead in a room of the Simpleton's hospital. The cause of her death was reported as poison and unstable labour. The baby was fine except for a few minor injuries. No deformities were found. In fact people were so preoccupied with the baby and the publicity he was getting that nobody noticed the two holes on the side of her neck. Two hols that looked extraordinarily like fang marks..........