The Life of a Hybrid

In the middle of the chaos, I spotted a young girl that was battling three of my soldiers, none of them able to get in that killing blow. The re-enforcements were starting to overrun my soldiers and I knew that we could not win this battle. My soldiers had trusted me and I may have led them all to their deaths. I was so angry that it was at that point, I decided that no more of my soldiers would suffer because of me, I wouldn’t let any more of them die. Within seconds, we clashed into the swarm of soldiers and several of them looked at us in fear as we all charged; a pack of giant wolves led by a demon that they’d never seen before. The only one among them that didn’t seem to be afraid was the young girl. I knew immediately that this young girl was the one thing we all feared; the slayer. I watched as she drew a long silver weapon and stabbed it through the chest of one of my soldiers. I began to rush toward her, but one of their soldiers swung his axe at my head. I ducked the swing and as I rose back up, I grabbed the soldier by his throat, pulling him close enough to sink my fangs into his flesh. I drank and felt the incredible rush of power as I drained him of blood. I released the bite and let the body fall to the ground, a look of shock its face. I knew that the young girl was their strongest warrior, though whether the other soldiers knew, I had no idea. I looked everywhere for Aryanna and saw her charging at five soldiers that were attacking Krystal, her fangs bared in rage. I turned and charged at the slayer, knowing that if I didn’t kill her; many more of my soldiers were going to die. I turned in time to watch as the slayer swung the silver weapon, killing three of my soldiers. I walked slowly toward her, letting my rage build. I only kept my eyes on her, the human soldiers I didn’t care about; the slayer was my target. I did not draw my weapon, I didn’t want to kill her quickly; I wanted to taste her, to feel her power. When I reached the slayer, I swung a right hook and caught her in the side, sending her flying through the air. I saw where she would land and rushed forward and caught her by the throat, holding her a few inches off the ground. Struggling for air, she tried to pry my hand loose, but I squeezed tighter. She kicked out I felt the blow land just below my rib cage. I released her and crumbled to the ground, unable to breathe. I forced myself to draw a breath and stand up. I looked back at the slayer just in time to see her fist slam into the side of my head.