Malcolm watched her, he saw her move then she seemed to turn.  It was a slight almost imperceptible hesitation.  But she turned to the left, she was going towards the park, smart girl.  He noticed the cold of their bodies and frowned almost growling himself, he hated vampires he had met only three in his life that he hadn't killed.  Only because the hunted vampires and one was only half.  But nonetheless these six held true to form and he knew their fate tonight.<br/><br/>She avoided the couple, he did too staying to the shadows, he saw them getting closer and he moved till he was behind the trailing trio.  He was too silent right now to be heard, it was his training mostly, not counting that he could probably fly now too.  He noticed the leader, the second the other would be back up, then he realized they didn't just want her blood, it didn't take that many for blood they were looking for....other diversions.  That pissed him off, even more, it wasn't like there weren't other stupid women willing almost screaming for the touch of a vampire, they had to try to take someone against their will for their own pleasure.  He wasn't sure his own eyes were glowing with anger right now.<br/><br/>She moved like she was trained she kept her hands in her coat till the last moment.  He watched the leader lunge for her and his hiss gave him away as lead dog and he would have first blood.    He wanted to laugh at her statement, 'I am a creature of the night fear me.'  He knew she was different, but not till the vampire tried to bite her did he have a hint a what she was.<br/><br/>When they attacked her without provocation he was given permission of sorts.  And two fell screaming at his feel instant dust as he sliced off their heads with his now flaming sword.<br/><br/>The other moved as Malcolm was brimming with heat right now, he could make himself burst into flames but he wasn't trying to give them that much warning.  The last one of this particular trio moved too late as Malcolm's hand was twisted to the side and he dropped the sword.  He laughed as his own fangs and red eyes were apparent.  He turned the dropping of his sword into his advantage as he hit the vampire with stomach punch that was painful enough to bend him over, he followed that with a kidney punch, almost raising him off the ground with a palm strike to the chin.  He only stayed on the ground because Malcolm was standing on his foot.  He reached up to grab his head and twist, breaking the man's neck.  With a final strike of his hand going through his chest to snatch out the man's heart which burst into flames along with his body that now disintegrated into dust.<br/><br/>He moved to retrieve his sword and turned onto the other three.  "So are you going to leave or die?  The choice is yours."  Malcolm said with a straight face, he in truth had no intentions of letting any of them leave alive, but it sounded good.<br/><br/>"You motherf.."  Malcolm shoved his blade through the vampire head and kicked the body into the tree.   The sword landed in the tree as the remaining ashes fell off of the sword.<br/><br/>"That language isn't necessary, you have been given a chance, I suggest you take it."  He looked at the leader now and his last henchman.  Malcolm was only covered in vampire dust, he didn't notice that one of them had actually clawed him on his way down.  He didn't feel the wound that was now bleeding but the two of them could smell the powerful blood coming from him now.  He normally would have been fine, but he hadn't had any of his water in days and he hadn't eaten in as long either.  He was a monster but he still needed food and water to help his body remain strong and these were different vampires it seemed, not all of them were the same.<br/>