Author: Sinistra

Rating: PG -13

Warning: Violence/angst/foul language - all through out the fic

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with DBZ or vampires *shudder*

Authors Note: I feel really stupid saying this but I was inspired to write a vampire fic after I watched Dracula 2000 ^^ Sounds stupid I know but it's true lol. Anyway vampire based fic on dragonball z, I'm not going to give out what time period it's set in, who's the vampire, and who's the vampire hunter. You'll have to guess. All will be revealed either in 2nd or 3rd chapter - depending on how many reviews *hint hint* This fic sounds dark as well, but it wont be, I promise.
Enough talking ON with the fic - Oh and also who ever guesses whose POV this is in this chapter you get a cookie :-)

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The Choice of Blood

Prologue

Many people think vampires are extraordinary creatures, when in actual fact they are creatures that drink the blood of the living. Many people believe that to become a vampire you must be bitten by one, when there are many ways to become one. A child born with long, and sharper canine teeth, someone who commits suicide, one who dies a sudden or violent death, a bat flying over a corpse, or someone that has been bitten and drinks the vampires blood in turn - those are just some other ways to become a vampire. I, myself, have had a close call once. But I'd rather not talk about it, as it happened not more than two nights ago.

A few people in the villages and towns out of the city have been disappearing and as a vampire hunter I investigate these cases, and all of them come up to the same conclusion. Vampires. My father and his father before me were vampire hunters as well, though not to the extent of what I am. Hunting vampires have been in my family for three generations, possibly four, and every son or daughter born had the blood in them to hunt and destroy vampires. My skills are different towards other vampire hunter's; I prefer the quite and investigation approach. Though not many people agree with me.

Everyone's opinion of a vampire hunter is that they find their target, hunt it down and blow their brains out, but that's not true. A vampire hunter has to know the weaknesses of a vampire in order to hunt one. One must know how to hunt, and how to use the limited weapons available, and one must abide by the rules. Every vampire hunter tries not to get civilians involved; any civilian involved is automatically a target for a vampire.

I have been hunting vampires since I was the age of 5. Father disagreed of course but I disobeyed him.

Vampires, the un-dead, the walking dead and zombies, all of those are what people describe vampires as. Yes they are those but no they aren't. They are people that have died before their time. But did they die on purpose? No, most did not, some were turned into vampires by the descriptions above, and others merely died for no reason. I witnessed someone dieing for no reason, it was a child, a child of the age of 12. I studied her skin, growth, bones (feeling through the skin), and muscles. I even took tests - I found nothing that told me how she died. I placed her in the freezer for the next day. I came back the next day and found that some of her limbs moved, her arm was draped over her eyes as to block something out - like light. I moved her arm to her side to reveal her eyes were squinted. As all vampire hunters, I never go anywhere without a cross or some sharp object. I slowly opened her eyes and shone a light into it, her pupils resized once I did that.

I can still remember my reaction when I saw that.

~**Flashback**~

I took a small torch from my pocket and also my stake - which I never go anywhere without it. Placing the stake on the chair beside me and leaned over the small child's body. I was so curious to find out why her arm was draped over her eyes, why her eyes were squinted, why she had moved when no one else had clearance to the area. Slowly peeling her eye-lid open, I shone the torch in. What happened next surprised me, but didn't scare me. Her pupil resized to a small circle as all people's eyes do. Not even thinking twice I moved the torch away and shone it back in the eye, to make sure I wasn't seeing things. I wasn't.

Just then I felt my jacket move near my stomach, automatically I jumped back, dropped my torch and reached for the cross in my jacket. But I was too slow. The child only 12 years old had jumped up from the table and had her small hand around my neck. Her eyes had gone from a lovely green, to a murky green with red marks around it and I happened to notice that she snarled at me, like all vampires do. I managed to grab the cross from inside my jacket though and pull it out. I pressed it on her bare chest. She screamed at the sudden pain that was caused through the cross. The child moved away from me and continued to snarl, showing the proof that she was a vampire. Keeping the cross out in front of me I started moving towards the stake on the chair. She saw this a bolted - out the ward's door.

"Shit," I swore loudly. Shoved the cross back into my jacket, grabbed the stake and ran after her. Coming out into the main room I heard people screaming down the hall. Sprinting as fast as I could, I came into the room and I saw the child sucking the blood out of a nurse. I ran towards the child automatically and through the stake. She moved her arm up to bloke her heart. She grinned and pulled it out, crushing it in her small hand. I swore again, as she ran for it, this time towards the window. The crash was loud but not as loud as the screams below when the child hit the ground. I looked out of the window - ignoring the glass and stared down at the still frame. People were screaming in the night air as the child lay their emotionless, but I knew better. I ran from the room I was in and towards the stairs. Running as fast as I could and made it to ground level and burst through the doors that someone held open unexpectedly. Running towards where the girl fell I was relieved to see she hadn't moved - but I relieved myself too soon. The child twitched and suddenly jumped up from the ground. The people all around her screamed and started running away.

She looked down at herself in disbeliefs and she suddenly smirked. "I'm alive," I heard her mutter, but before I could do any thing she snapped her head towards me. The look on her face was what all vampires wore once they figured out what they were and who you were. The expression read - 'I am the victor, you are the loser'. I frowned deeply at the child as she continued to smirk at me. Slowly she lifted up her arm and waved at me. My eyes widened and I ran towards her but she disappeared. I looked around frantically, she was only a child and she already knew how to change. I cursed loudly, and snapped at the people around me. Another vampire was loose and it was because I didn't kill her.

~**End Flashback**~

I remember that day clearly I would never forget it. As it was the next day I was called upon a club in the out scuts of the city, there was a disturbance. I didn't even prepare for what I saw. People were screaming and running around the streets, thinking the worst I brought one of my weapons that work good on vampires. A Stainless steel shot gun with premium silver bullets, it never fails - well maybe once or twice. I ran into the club, ignoring all the yells at me to stop. I ran in til I saw what I was looking for. Some cloaked figure was pressing itself against one of the dancers I aimed and shot. The cloaked figure fell to the ground and the dancer ran out side screaming bloody blue murder. I remember walking towards the frame and pulling the cloak back to reveal the girl. The silver bullet was aimed at her temple and went straight through to her brain, killing her instantly, she was lying in her own pool of her deathly coloured blood.

That day will never leave my mind, even if it was 2 years ago. I've had many cases where I haven't even been aware what I've been shooting or at least killing. I didn't even know it was the girl, like I didn't know it was my father those 5 months ago.

He was unguarded, stupid fool. I used to respect my father but until he started hurting mother I started to disrespect him. When mother died I didn't disrespect him no more, I hated him for treating her the way he did, when I was called to identify the body she was bursed and had teeth marks on her broken neck. But she was drained, no longer alive and no longer hurt. She was gone. 5 months ago I remember seeing my father walking the streets at night, with no protection on him at all. I remember walking up to him and yelling at him to explain. He smiled and bared his teeth. Long, sharp canine teeth bore back at me. The words burned me that night and still burn me now.

'I was bitten before your mother died,' he stated simply, 'I chose to be one of them, one of the living dead. It's great don't you see? I told you mother to become a vampire but she wouldn't. So I hit her, once, twice, then a few more times in til she fell and started crying her eyes out. I was disgusted so I put an end to it. I bit her, drained all of her blood and snapped her neck. It was a thrilling experience, and I've continued doing it since then,'

I remember the smug expression upon his face when he said this I was disgusted beyond belief. Then his chuckle ran through my head.

'Nothing to say? Well what a disappointment. Well got to go, got a date tonight and I'm going to suck her dry like I did your mother,' he turned around and laughed into the night as he disappeared. I just stood their numb.

I didn't see my father for about another week. At the airport I was on duty and he was there, I didn't even realise, that is in til I killed him. I shudder as the memory re-services. I didn't cry over his death, I still despise him even in his death. He taught me everything I knew, he told me never to go over to the vampires, he told me this and he broke what he had promised me. 'I'll never go over to the fricken walking dead, I'll kill myself before that happens'.

I sigh as I place my pen back into its holder and shut my diary close. After the event two days ago I haven't been hunting, and today was my day off anyway. So I have been writing in my diary. Explaining what are vampires, why they are vampires, and memories of vampires. They are extraordinary creatures yes, but they are dangerous and only people that have the strength to hunt them are the ones that have had previous vampire hunters in the family. Mine was my father and grandfather. Grandfather died of age and father well - you know the story.

Silver bullets, stakes, the be-head, or sunlight are the only methods that can kill them, they feed of the living and they strive by night. They live by their own rules and fail to live by ours. They are vampires.

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AN: Guess what?? I'm a vampire!! It's true! Really, when people believed in vampires over in Greece people with red hair were considered vampires!! Wwweeeeee I'm a vampire - yes I'm a red head lol. Sorry I'm a bit high from writing all of that; it's a bit dark than what I'm used to. Oh well! Please R&R - it'll be greatly appreciated. And yes don't worry this is only the prologue, this is still dbz related. You'll see.