<span style="font-style: italic">"Crap..."</span>Crescent thought as she ran, her long white scarf trailing in the air behind, and her white hood covering her head as she sprinted through the dense autumn forest.<span style="font-style: italic">"Crap, crap, crap!"</span><br/><br/>All around the young Vampire, tall trees with light bark whizzed by, the brown, red, gold, and orange leaves blowing through the air past her as a chill breeze blew by. Her silver boots thudded against the hard, leaf covered dirt, the bullet lodged deep into her left shoulder as she ran, in an attempt to outrun the group of hunters trailing behind her.<br/><br/>All of the hunters were dressed in the colors of autumn, camouflaging themselves as they scouted her out. She had been strolling through the forest, listening in to all of the woodland creatures make their various sounds, whether it be Birds and Crickets chirping, or Squirrels scampering their way up trees. She hadn't bothered anyone, only alarmed every once in awhile by the occasional leaf that blew past her face.<br/><br/>When she saw the hunters, she put on a friendly smile and hesitantly stepped towards them, her head lowered slightly from timidity, and was about to greet them kindly, before one of them saw her fangs and fired a bullet from his hunting rifle at her. Now she was running for her life away from these madmen, her eyes frantically darting back and forth to examine her surroundings, in hopes of finding a place to hide.<br/><br/>At this point, she had managed to create a fair distance between herself and the hunters, and when she spotted a large trunk of a fallen over tree, she darted behind it as quickly as she could, just barely evading her pursuers as they ran past, yelling insults and curses at her as they ran off, still taking part in the chase.<br/><br/>Sitting in the shade of the tree, now blocked from the sunlight, she sighed in relief and dusted off her light blue, faded jeans. She then pulled down her hood, letting her long, wavy white hair fall over her shoulders, revealing her young, pale, teenage face. Her silvery eyes were wide in fear, and Crescent let out a small gasp as she heard a small snapping sound nearby her. She placed her white gloved hands over her mouth and slowly turned around to peek over the trunk, checking to see if any of the hunters had stayed behind to search for her here.