Malice. Nightshade. The Human Warrior
The battle was intense as Malice's weapon, a royal Russian shashka that now dripped with blood as it cut short the life of her victim, but nothing comes free in this life, Malice had received injury as well, it was a deep gash to her shoulder that now dripped with a blood so rare it was both a gift and a curse, the curse was that it called to blood drinkers one and all, though the longer the blood drinker was alive the better chance they had at resisting its call...and god help the ones who did not for they would die at her blade trying to attain it. The other negative effect was its crippling weakness to poison, be it animal or plant, those were its curses, but the gifts, ah. those were something special because it allowed those who sported the blood to heal a fraction of the time time of an ordinary human. It was a blood that was so rare that those with it were only given such a unique gift every 5 centuries. One and only one was born with the blood during that time and until the owner died not another person would be born with the same.
Now she heard a ring and picked up the cell phone and placed it to her ear "Hello?...The Vampire?...but sir?...no sir...please forgive me, sir" Malice growled "Understood" She said and put her cell away. She felt the residual darkness left by the chip take over her heart and Awaken the essence of a demon who, at one point possessed her, it influenced her thoughts and gave her the blood lust. she sighed sadly and felt the last of her humanity leave her as her eyes burned a glowing Violet. She heard rumors of where the creature was, finally finding him, she waited in the shadows looking, seeking, hunting for any weakness she could find. The man was amazingly beautiful, but someone had most likely claimed him.Once she finished her target she waled to the park remembering a few wild herbs she needed to heal though she was getting dizzy. She only hoped a vampire or demon wouldnt find her.