Crimes and suffering pummeled by a vampire coming to the aide of a young slayer

[shanshu_angel]

It was hard living like this. Undead, and still looked upon by the humans that saw me in alleys feeding on rats, as some kind of loser. If only they really knew

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[shanshu_angel]

He bought a hot dog and lectured me about my appearance, my habits, but I could sense that he had something real to tell me

[shanshu_angel]

Slumping down in the passenger seat, sucking down pigs blood greedily, I looked at him self conscious about someone watching me drink

[shanshu_angel]

I felt him tapping on my arm. "Your turn to drive, romeo."

He had pulled over, and not knowing what time it was, I started to get out of the car before he grabbed my arm.

"Whoa, hero. Are you looking to end up a smoked cigarette's relative?"

He lunged into the backseat as I slid across, woozy from napping. "Just stay on interstate 70 and wake me in a few hours."

He stayed in the backseat. "Whistler? There's a new slayer in California, and you are sure that she's going to be in need of my help?"

He barely answered, but only said that she wasn't a slayer yet, but that she soon would be, and that she would desperately need me.

I wanted to jump down his throat. The current slayer could be helped, and instead he was sending me to California to help some young girl who was probably going to hate me.

When he awoke again, he was going to hear about this.

[shanshu_angel]

I didn't know how much time had passed, for my watch was dead and the radio in his piece of junk car wasn't working, but I speculated that it had been about three hours, judging by the fact that when i started, we weren't in Kansas, and now we were almost all of the way through it and into Nebraska