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    Raven licked her fangs. She was covered in blood as she threw the body to the side. She yawned and leaned against the stone wall behind her which had been covered in graffiti. The gang-banger on the ground held his neck and moaned in pain. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at her, shaking wildly.



    "Not so tough.... Are you?" She said, her eyes glowing red. She leaned back down to commit the finishing 'taste'.

    Sam had been exploring when she fell into a secret room. There was a desk and on the desk semi-automatic pistol. Sam strode over to the gun and picked it up. ''Is it loaded'' she said as she looked to see. It was.

    name(first and last): Vanessa Flame
    gender: Female
    age(years): 16 years
    breed(human, half-vampire-half-human,vampire,slayer): slayer, fox shifter
    looks(anthing you want except skin tones must be relistic):
    She has bright orange hair with fox ears and a fox tail, and can shift into a red fox. Her eyes are a deep amber.

    It was a dark night out, and Vanessa walked out into the pale light of the moon, ears twitching. She held her bow close, with her wooden tipped arrows in her hand. She was looking to kill some vampires, because she needed revenge. Because of them, she had noone. And now, she would make them pay... all of them... HEr family had been slaughtered, simply because of their bloodlust. So what if hers and her families was a rare, magical mix. That didn't matter; she would kill them nonetheless. Hatred burned in her amber eyes as she flattened her ears and growled lowly.

    Sam needed fresh air, so she sprinted onto the sidewalk outside the house. Sam read the street sign, it said 'Emberwood ave'. She had grown up two streets down. She heard a low pitched growl.

    Vanessa glanced around, deep amber eyes alglow. She wanted, no needed, revenge, and the time had to be now. Lying low in the bushes, she stayed silent, cutting off her gorwling and waiting to strike.

    Staying silent, Vanessa narrowed her eyes, trying to sense if the person calling out was a vampire or not...

    Vanessa smirkes. She darted out behind the girl and aimed to whip the scyth around and hold it against her throat. If that worked, she whispered, "Stay quiet. Are you, perchance, A vampire...?"

    Vanessa frowned, looseining her grip slightly and dropping the scyth. "Hmm..." She knew trickery, but was unsure if this was it. She would play along, and maybe get some clues. "A vmpire, drinker of blood.." she flicked an ear, going silent.

    "You freak, you must have some serious damage, did you hit your head or something," Sam said in one breath. She was acting like her adopted sister.

    Anger flew into Vanessa's eyes. "You don't believe me? Who the hell do you think you are looking at?! I am half freakin fox!" she snarled, backing away. Her ears lay flat on her head, and her tail lashed back and fourth. Scowling, she shook her head and whirled, darting off into the forest, brandishing her scyth.