The day started like any other. However, it ended with arrows and a sword penetrating my body. That is when a human died, and when a vampire was born.
"Xavier Vanhil. Nick-named "Blue-Jay." Apparently he graduated the academy for Supernatural Hunting over in England.." The man bit his lip, a small grin crossing his face.
"Put him against Freddy."
The vampires eyes shot up with a look of disgust. "He's.. A new hunter - you know for a damned fact he won-"
"Do. It."
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Xavier smiled ; he had to go to his job in about four hours. So, he would stop by his friends house. His grin spread across his face as he entered her house. His black hair was slicked back as per-usual ; his fair, beautiful skin seemed to darken as he entered. With a light chuckle, he peeked around a few corners, "OHaiThere?" He purred. "It's Xavy.. Mm..? You here? Hey, come out! I got my first job!" He stomped a boot-clothed foot playfully. With a quick sigh, he crossed his arms. "I'm taking your cross-bow, okay? I need it."
He ran into her room, he stole it. Rubbing his head, he pulled out his blue coat off of him and threw it onto her bed with a smile. "There.."
He left her house, his short sword on his side, and her crossbow on his back. It didn't take him long to get to Freddy's domain - a beautifully small house.
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He was losing.
Freddy dashed forward, a large, evil grin against his face. Swiping down, Xavier's arm flew to the side.
Xavier stepped to the side, crying out in pain. Tears streamed down his face as Freddy's eyes turned a bright, amazing red. It was beautiful, contridicting Xavier's blue eyes.
"Poor boy." Freddy whispered with a small grin. This grin did not fade, and neither did Xavier's as Freddy pierced his heart with a sword, and Xavier pierced Freddy's with the crossbow. They leaned against each other, blood falling out of both.
"Oh, Master..?" A small voice whispered.
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Xavier's eyes widened open - he was laying in a cot of hay ; the bandages wrapped around him were newly attached - though they seemed unneeded for his wounds. His bright violet eyes glanced around the room ; he was in Saint George's house. They were fair friends - he patched him up quiet often.. A few hunters were around him, whispering to themselves.
"Xavier? Xavier, you okay?" Saint George pushed the hunters out of the wya, and in return, pushed them out of the room.
"Oh shit.." He smiled, looking down at the hunter. "I can't believe you're alive.. You own at life, my friend!" He laughed, looking at his hands, shivering. "Listen, I contacted her - your partner. Someone dropped you off over here - you were all cut up and.. Well, basically a lot of your organs were almost spilling out of you!"
Xavier sat up ; his head was throbbing. "What?"
"You killed Freddy, though! That's one ass-hole vampire down, Am-I-Right?" He smiled down at him, chuckling a bit and turning to slowly clean a blade.
Xavier twitched his missing arm - though, it was.. Still there. He yelped a bit as pain ran through his body - this made his violet eyes light up, and tear up. "S-shit.. Hell, I can't move.." He whimpered, to which Saint George turned with a bit of a sadistic grin. "It's okay. Lay back, and calm down.." Walking to him, he forced Xavier down to the bed. Slowly placing an incision on his arm, he dripped bits of liquid into the wound, and closed it back up.
Xavier fell limp, his body and mind going numb for up to the next few hours. He closed his eyes - what had happened?
"You're me now, Friend~"