Xander: A Fictional Narrative
The dogs started to jump up against the wall and bark rapidly – their prey had escaped. The hunters, angrier than the dogs, were already following their leader, Xander, towards the left corner to enter through the gate. In under a minutes’ time they had reached the gate, the lock forced opened and all of them entering the university grounds. Scanning the broken window, Xander knew where his price was. It is almost time, the woman was thinking silently, lying more injured than ever on the floor with shattered glass around her. She had landed on her side, and a breath (filled with relieve) had escaped her when she still felt the coldness of the necklace against her skin. It was not damaged yet … Where the sharp edges of the broken glass …show more content…
By then the Vampire Queen breathed heavily with her eyes closed, blood still prickling from her wounds. Her time was nearly up … “Heal!” Xander yelled when the dogs wanted to attack the vampire. He did not care about her, for she would die soon afterwards at his own hands, but the necklace he saw against her skin caught his eyes. He was so close in finding what he had been looking for. He would finally succeed in what his elders did not. Finally, after twenty years, his search would pay …show more content…
Others will have noticed the commotion by now and be on their way to investigate.” “If you don’t mind,” Xander spoke as he approached, with caution, the Vampire Queen, realising what his fellow hunter said was true, “to hand over the necklace without any trouble, I promise I will finish you off without too much pain.” His face expressed insecurity, for he did not know what the Vampire Queen meant in her previous statement. The Vampire Queen smiled broadly, her fangs clearly visible for all to see. Most of the hunters did not like seeing them, wondering what it would feel like if she sank her teeth into their skin. She wanted to laugh, to express her joy in the faces of her pursuers, but her life was already fading too fast. Slowly, she lifted her left hand towards the necklace and ripped it from her neck. The realisation on Xander’s face was already showing – the other hunters, however, remained dumbfounded. “Catch,” she said, and the necklace went up into the
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