Cyro popped a blood capsule into his mouth. Swallowing it and felt the sharpening of his teeth go away. The fangs reverting to normal human teeth. He was just a human. A human who was cursed with a monster within them. He was minding his own business when he saw the dark side of the alley way was moving. He saw a vampire and his groupies advancing upon a human. He withdrew his special gun. The silver bullets were shaped like stakes. He heard the cry and rushed forwards. He shot the first one and he exploded into dust. The next two followed suit. The fourth and fifth dusted with a scream. The leader and the sixth whirled around. Before the sixth could say anything he was dusted. He threw his gun away as it was out of ammo. The leader hissed violently. "DAYWALKER!" He threw the human girl to the ground. "Stay the fuck out of this Daywalker. You should not be killing your own kind! They are merely food! Cattle!" Cyro spit on the ground near the vampires feet. "I am not a monster like you. They are people. And you are not my kind." He said with a growl. The vampire lunged at him and Cyro slammed his elbow into his spine when he spun to avoid the lunge. A fight ensued where the vampire had Cyro by the throat. As he went to squeeze Cyro thrusted his hand forcefully into the vampires chest. He grabbed his heart and ripped it out. Crushing it and watched as the vampire screamed his last words. "FUCK YOU DAYWALKER!!!!" The explosion of dust followed it as he dropped the pulpized heart to the ground. He heard footsteps and yells behind him before he could even move.