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The era of vampires are over, so to speak, its been years since the last report of a vampire bite has settled on paper, hunters now jobless, humans now at peace despite the fact that they where completely oblivious to those who craved their blood.

–Ashes to ashes, dust to dust– the final words left in the report of Huntress Villa Du Bois Muriel, she as well disappeared after the elders fell... Not even nobles roam around, only scraps, for the lack of better words, filthy bloodsuckers hiding like mice in holes and tunnels.

Scraps... Danté had no idea why he was left to chew on them, its not like he was an omega that ate at the back of the pack, he wasn't even a wolf, yet still the Silver cross organization sent him to sweep the last specs of dust off, like some slave.

He turned to scan the bar, busy as usual, he hated it, there where much grater targets out there to find, yes, he knows well this can't be the last of great vampires, it just couldn't be, but his info he got he kept to himself, he will be the one to slay the big game.

Turning forward he pushed his glasses higher on his nose and sipped his rum, the wolves, all down to a bare single pack, but off radar, off scanners, heck even the satellite's of today can't pick them up, they are MIA, and that frustrated Danté more than ever, he wanted to see one up close, wanted to feel what it felt like to hunt one, it was annoying, and he kept telling himself yes he was born to die, but born too late as a matter of fact.

"Another?" The bar lady asked seeing his glass empty.

"Please" he said pushing it forward.

The reports, once prince, then king Raymondias Vladimir Dracul fell in love with an Omega twin blood named Tala Tamaska, he cleared his throat, its like a dog falling in love with a fruit bat in his eyes, Danté didn't give a damn how strong love is, try screwing a dog whilst your dick is attached to a bat... What does one even call that? Beasteality? Inter species porn? It sickened him.

No, he was happy being human, he couldn't care of strength, speed, fangs and claws, he couldn't even bother with magic. All his shortcomings towards his prey... No he's human rember? All his shortcomings towards his targets... Was made up for in his arsenal of weapons, firearms, swords, throwing knives, even the occasional fifty caliber rifle, with which he can send death to a vampire from over a mile away.

The glass came in front of him and his hand naturally went down from his chin.

"You alone?" She asked, cute blond girl, blue eyes, sweet and short, barely able to see over the counter.

"Does it seem like I have company?" He asked thinking why would she ask such a stupid question.

"No~" she giggled "So you're not waiting for someone?"

"Oh..." He scanned the room again "I am actually, and he just arrived"

She gave him a pout "Oh, in to men hey?"

He shrugged and threw the glass of rum down in one go "I'll be back..."

Danté never wore glasses a day in his life, he pitched them to his brow again as he turned to walk... State of the art technology, that's all it was, instead of them helping Danté to see, it aided him in spotting targets he was looking for.

The man scanned but his eyes fell on him as he approached, Danté extended a hand "Liam"

"Exavier" The man said extending his greeting.

"Took your sweet time getting here"

Liam smiled "Follow me"

Outside the trance pounding bar Danté followed him to a van, inside Liam first checked the surrounding area then slammed the sliding door shut.

A computer setup, Liam was a geek, and was an expert in tracking anyone, and anything down.

"So, you got the money?" 

Danté took out the roll of Rands and held it to him, Liam smelled the notes and threw it into a tin box close by.

"Fifteen rands for one dollar, Rands are so poor, to tell you the truth I'd usually do this for dollars, so technically I got ripped off, again..."

"You can't spend a different country's currency here, get to the point, do you have any info?"

Liam smiled and swivled his chair round "One, but that's what you get for your fee"

"Pff, I'll be sure to rip the heart out of rich next time"

Liam cleared his throat and turned the screen "Her name is Skyler Stander, word is she's a countess, bitten by the legendary Vlad Dracul himself back in the day"

"That makes her what? The queen of England? The empress of Japan? What makes her special?"

"She carries the same pro's and con's Vlad has, he made her into his image..." Liam gave Danté a smirk "She can't even die, maybe you should give this babe a slip Exavier"

"You do refunds?" Danté asked squinting at him.

"No" Liam said chuckling.

"Exactly, don't come with shit here" Danté said looking at the pretty girl with sleek black hair, and those dazzling red eyes, she was beautiful, typical draculina, in his gut he felt butterflies, or was it tiny vampire bats? Of all the targets his side scheme Liam gave him, he never brought one forward that 'can't be killed'

"Are there reports that she has bled before?"

"Of course, she spilled blood when Villa Du Bois shot her with her revolver..."

"That's all I need" Danté interrupted him and stood up "Her location?"

Liam turned to him, that grin still on his crooked teeth "An extra thousand will earn you that" he said but flinched when the giant revolver muzzle came to rest on his forehead, a thumb drew the hammer back.

"Hey! Hey ok man! Just don't...!"

Danté grabbed his collar and hoisted him to his feet "Listen Liam I know what the fuck you are! A ghoul! Sucked dry by a vampire then turned when your veins were nothing but dry husk pipes... I hate you Liam! I hate what you are! Scum! The fucking excrements of a bat nothing more! The only reason why I didn't blow out your slowly rotting brains yet is because you still need it to give me information!" Danté yelled and threw him into his seat.

The revolver came to his face again "I'm the cleaner, as much as I hate admitting it! I'm the one who should kill you, dust off the shelves to rid it of you, swine! So one last time! Location..." He came closer "Location..." The barrel pressed against his eye, Liam felt the ball sink into the muzzle so big it was "Location..."

"N,n,n New– New York–!"

Danté lifted the weapon and holstered "Good little ghoul, keep that up and you may live to see your entire body rot away to become a proud carcass one day, fun right? Atleast you don't feel pain, it sounds fascinatingly vomit inducing actually"

Danté left the trembling man in his van and walked off with pace, so New York it is then? But what about his target here in South Africa? He stopped, scum again, he was reminded of the floormop he was, here to kill swine bloodsuckers!

The bar he scoped out was really the place for his target, he only phoned Liam because the blasted vampire took its time.

Danté walked into the bar again and scanned, his glasses had heartbeat sensors in, everyone he checked had a little warp around their chest where the heart is pounding, the sound pushing into the air at a frequency one cannot hear unless you place your ear against the chest.

"Did he drop you?" The blonde bartender asked.

"So to speak... You knocking off?" he asked seeing she had a bag over her shoulder.

"Yeah, but the night is still young, care to join me?" She asked with a wink.

"Sure" he said getting both him and her a drink then headed out.

Out in the cool night she hooked her arm into his and held him close "What's your name?" She asked.

"Ladies first" 

"I'm Tanya"

"Tanya hey, pretty name" He said as they came into an abandoned park just across a stream, there they found a bench and sat.

"You always been a bar lady?" He asked putting his arm around her shoulders.

"I'm studying, so it's a part time job" she said.

"Is it?"

She looked up to him, his eyes still out over the grass, Danté bought her a drink, but she hasn't even tasted it yet.

"What do you mean?"

"Is it a part time job? Or is it your hunting ground?"

She giggled "Hunting ground? What are you talking about? Who are you?"

He took a deep breath and sighed at her "Danté Exavier Kane..."

Her eyes went wide "K– Kane!?" She asked but the blessed silver blade already pierced her shoulder from behind.

"Insolent turned one, you thought I'd be your next meal hey?" Danté said standing up, she still sat frozen looking up to him, the sizzle from the silver knife was accompanied by smoke.

He turned to her "Congratulations, you where the last vampire on this continent... Doesn't that make you feel a little lonely?"

She said nothing, that knife had her paralyzed with pain.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, from the dust you came, and to the dust you shall return" he said placing his hand on the hilt of the knife "May whatever you are reincarnated as in the next life be better than the thing you are now, adios!" Danté said and shanked the blade hard so it ended in her heart, she shrieked once and turned to ash.

He wiped his knife and seethed it "Finally my dear Skyler Stander, you now have my full attention"