<span style="font-style: italic">"Um, the church is closed, Now, how about telling me your name at least?" </span>Runa heaved an agitated sigh what didnâ€™t this vampire understand about her last name being secret. Damnitt and as far as the church went it didnâ€™t matter if it was closed churches always left there doors open no matter what. She smirked. Did this vampire really take her for being that stupid? Her hand twisted on the door knob as she slowly twisted the door open.<br/><br/>"I told you my last name is not for open share to the public especially the vampire community." She snickered. Resisting every urge to fall into the vampireâ€™s words like a cat that fell for the mouse. It was as if she slammed into a brick wall and all of sudden she couldnâ€™t do anything. Her reputation was on the line if she didnâ€™t actually kill this vampire, and why should she let him get away with being lazy? She nearly laughed at herself. "Ever hear of once you give your enemy too much information your the one on the line. But I give you this if you look up my first name in a history book youâ€™ll figure out my last name in no time." With that her hand wrenched the church door open and she twisted leaving her back wide open to the enemy. It was a careless mistake , one that she would eventually regret someday.<br/><br/>The church was nearly pitch black with the exception that there was moonlight falling through the large glass doors. Rows of bleachers for prayers to sit lined both the left and right of the church. At the far back near the center was the alter lying in pitch black with the bible open to a blank page was it? That had to be wrongâ€¦the bible should not be blank. She shook something was wrong with that. Her eyes glanced above the alter to the wall where the statue of Jesus hanging from the cross seemed to have some sort of liquid coming off it. There was no way that this liquid was water. It had to be blood that was the only thing it could be.<br/><br/>Rage seemed to erupt her entire being. She was so pissed that someone would defile such a treasured artifact that her hand shook a little on the tilt of her sword. A shadow moved out of the corner of her eyes. The shadow had blood red eyes, and was tall but it was wearing clothes, and so she had to rule out the pajama wearing vampire that was behind her. There was no way that he could of done this anyways.<br/><br/>She was so frozen that she could hardly notice when the shadow moved and grabbed her hand that was hovering over the tilt of her sword, and threw her across the floor. Her head making contact with the side of a bench. "God Damnitt." She cursed.<br/><br/>The shadow seemed to snicker as if it was getting a kick out of this. Itâ€™s cold , lifeless hands touched her face as if in a loving way. Then she felt its tongue lick her face.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Tastyâ€¦youâ€™d be a fun snack." </span>She nearly shrieked and instantly kicked the vampireâ€™s  face , and it flew smacking into the wall across from her hard.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Now youâ€™ll have to pay for that BITCH!!" </span>Her head snapped as she saw the vampire from before standing in the entrance of the church. She heaved a sigh. Knowing that she was about to be double teamed.