She wasn't going to kill him, No not yet. She still had so many questions that she needed answered. And that is why she hadn't pulled the trigger yet. The guns were more for protection little things that could slow him down just enough that she could escape if she needed.<br/><br/>She needed to survive, though she did not fear death. For years ago she welcomed it. A life without her family was already a living hell. Drake could not provide anymore of a hell than what he already put her in. A hunter's policy was always survive, but never fear death. At least that's what her policy was. It made her live on the edge of life. Doing stunts most hunters never would, and being successful at it only made victory feel that much better. Though this method backfired sometimes. In her career she had broken multiple bones, and been bitten many times before, even was attempted to turning by another vamp. But all those made up for how many she had killed. She was not new at this game, and she hated how Drake dared to underestimate her.  He didn't know who she was. He took this long to come see her finally. He had not seen the training she endured, he simply was not there. And for that she knew he did not even begin to understand what she was capable of.<br/><br/>And when her neck met his teeth, she didn't flinch. This was something she became comfortable with. She was relaxed and calm. Even as she hit the wall, she only let out a small gasp from the wind knocking out of her lungs. She took deep breaths trying to recover the oxygen.<br/><br/>"Why do you insist...on teasing me?" She looked at him with a darkness of her own, she pointed the gun at him, "Remember you asked for it."<br/>She shot the gun hitting him in the torso. "These bullets are more annoyances than anything, they are nothing terribly dangerous to you. Just others." She lowered her gun, "I have some UV rounds if you would prefer those though..."