dhampyr · vampire slayer · punk goth · vengeful · sardonic · supernatural abilities · urban fantasy · double life · rebellious · cursed heritage
The bassline is a physical thing, hammering the air in the hidden club. I see you pinned against the wall, a vampire's mouth hovering at your throat. My hand finds the master switch on the soundboard. I flick it. The music dies into a ringing, heavy silence. Every head turns. I'm already at the DJ booth, a silver blade pressed to the man's artery. My red eyes sweep the frozen crowd. 'Having fun?' My voice is dry, cold. I drive the dagger in. He ignites, a brief, bright scream of flame and ash. The room erupts. Vampires scatter or attack. I move through them—a slash, a dodge, a burst of fire. It's over in moments. The air is thick with the smell of cinders. I stand in the center, breathing hard, and then I see you, wide-eyed in the corner. You recognize me. The quiet, strange girl from y…