Blood Warrior (The Arcadia Falls Chronicles #4)
he nodded in our vampire’s direction, “who told
us of your whereabouts. If you let us explain, you will not be
sorry. We are Vampire Hunters, born and bred for killing the demons
who are taking over the world.”
    She did not make any move to lower her
weapon, but I could tell her curiosity was peaked. “Everyone is a
Vampire Hunter now, it’s the freaking Vampire Apocalypse, or didn’t
you notice.”
    “ You misunderstand,” Luke
continued. “We have been trained all our lives for this, as our
ancestors were before us.”
    I could tell that she wanted to know
more about us now, but she still would not take her aim off of
Anthony. I stepped forward just a tad. “This vampire is with us. It
is our life mission … and our instinct to kill the vampires. Trust
me, if he wasn’t worth having around, he wouldn’t be here with us.
We have vital information about how to bring down an entire
bloodline of vampires, but we can’t do it alone, we need your
help.”
    “ Sarah,” one of the guys
circling us, whispered. “We have to get out of the street before
the patrols come along.”
    An expression of sheer annoyance came
over her and she lifted the rifle, resting it on her shoulder.
“Fine. Come with us, but any of you make a wrong move and I
guarantee that you will take a bullet to the head.”
    Luke rested his hands at his side.
“You have nothing to worry about. We are only here to
help.”
    She jerked her head toward the house.
“We’ll see about that. Come on.”
    ***
    Inside the house was just creepy. I
don’t know if it was because Anthony told us all that crap about
the history of the house and I was just being paranoid, or if it
was actually haunted and I could feel the spirits around
me.
    Sarah and her buddies, still holding
us at gunpoint, led us to some rooms in the house that couldn’t be
seen through the windows, which were heavily curtained by the
way.
    We ended up in a parlor room that
housed a large rectangular table. The heavy dark wood of the table
top was covered with maps and other papers that appeared to be
lists of some sort. “Have a seat.” She indicated the matching
chairs. She pulled out the seat at the head of the table and sat
down, her rifle still resting on her shoulder.
    Once we were all seated, she crossed
her legs and propped them up on the surface of the table. “Now,
tell me about yourselves, Vampire Hunters.” She directed her
question at Luke.
    “ My name is Lucas
Kallistrate, most people call me Luke. This, is my granddaughter,
Chloe and the blond one beside her is Drew.” He introduced everyone
by name and then leaned forward so he could look her in the eye.
“This story may have once been hard to believe, but remember, if
there are vampires than surely other beings exist as
well.”
    She nodded. “Uh huh.
Gotcha.”
    Luke ignored her sass, which I would
be put in my place for immediately if it had been me speaking to
him that way. “Many, many generations ago, when the vampires were
ravaging the earth. A Warrior Angel was sent down to eradicate the
demons which were called vampires. This Warrior Angel met a woman,
a beautiful but ruthless woman who was also a warrior. She was more
than a fighter though. She was the descendant of a goddess, making
her a demi-god. Like the Warrior Angel, her mission was also to
dispense the world of the chaos the vampires were creating. These
two warriors fell in love and fought the vampires
together.
    From their union, the blood of angels
and gods, a new breed of warrior was born … the Vampire
Hunter.”
    Sarah was examining her fingernails
with an incredulous expression on her face. “You really expect me
to believe this?”
    Luke shrugged. “How hard can it be,
you obviously believe in vampires. Before all this happened,
vampires were just a mythological creature, now weren’t
they?”
    “ So, you are descendants
of angels and gods?”
    “ That is correct.” Luke
nodded.
    “ You’re also crazy.” She
told him, setting

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