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Before you read, here is some info on these two characters:
Speial- (Spe-yall) She's a 17-year-old witch living in Halloweentown. She's supposed to be Shock's fraternal twin sister. She's feisty, bizzare and quick-tempered. Speial currently lives with Jack as his adopted daughter.
Damon- (Day-mon) He's a 19-year-old dhampir who travels all over the world, hunting down vampires. He despises vampires and fells ashame to have their blood running through his vains. He's charming, obnoxious, and pure evil. Although it's not said directly, Damon always takes a certain interest into Speial.
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Speial's POV
I kept running but Damon kept catching up to me. I managed to dodge the fires from his gun, but how long could that last? I looked at my bandaged feet as I ran. The cloth was begining to cut loose. My dress grew even more beige and dingy. My long black hair flopped back and forth, so much that I thought it was a miracle that my comb-over was still covering my right eye. I looked at my 6-inch long, bony fingers and long, black painted fingernails. The bandages on those were also coming off. Every inch of my green skin was covered in dirt by now.
I looked up ahead and halted. Damon stood in front of me, leaning on a tombstone with his arms crossed, in all his blue collar glory.
Okay, black collar glory.
He looked up at me with those piercing, hawk eyes. His wild, dark brown hair lay on his shoulders. The wind ruffled his black cape as he brushed some dust off of his black, Black Cat shirt with his fingerless gloved hands and crossed his arms once again. His black, skinny legged jeans were tucked neatly into his hiking boots.
Damon flashed a sexy grin at me. For a dhampir, he was very beautiful. However, this was a decitful and dangerous beauty. See, this is why he should join a witch hunt or something. Bad news for me, but still! Any vampire could see though that look, but no other species can.
At first, I hadn't noticed the gun disappear. But then I saw it laying on the ground next to him. When I shifted my eyes back to him, his face was inches away from mine. I was startled but only slightly. I tried to turn and run but Damon held my shoulders firmly.
"Hunting vampires again?" I asked smuggly.
Damon's smile held in place. "I'm not looking at a vampire now, am I? No."
"What do you want then?"
"The same thing I've been wanting from you. To join me in the quest to eliminate vampires from the the universe."
I cocked an eye brow. Yeah, I thought. That would explain why you were shooting at me. "I don't understand why you want to kill vampires. Wasn't your mother a vampire?"
"My mother was a discrace. She had to run off with my father. Then she had me without converting him. We dhampirs are outlaws in the Underworld. We are considered discraceful to the world."
"Talk about ill breeding," I murmured.
Damon brushed at my comb-over and pushed it back so that both my eyes were in view of his. "I could say the same about you. You're father wasn't much of a Wiccan lover, was he?"
I frowned. I had never known my father. He was killed before I was born, but everyone said that it was interesting how he and my mother fell in love. She was a witch while he hunted mythical beings.
I looked down. His words were becoming too powerful to me to handle. I felt his lips carress my cheek. Then he stopped, lifted his head up, and sniffed the air.
"Someone's here," his voice rumbled in my ear. He sniffed some more. "Coffin sleeper. Male."
My eyes got wide. A vampire was here. I could feel it, too. Then a thought came to mind. I looked up at him.
"Are you sure it's not one of your two minions? You know, the VAMPIRE ones?"
Damon had just gotten two new minions, which gave me something to ponder. If he hunted vampires, why did he have vampire minions? Honestly, how this guy's mind worked was beyond me.
He did not move. "It's not one of them, but the scent is strangely familiar. It reminds me of when I was in Bucharest, Romania."
"Aren't those two from Bucharest?"
Suddenly, Damon threw me to the ground, picked up his gun, and started to walk around where we were standing. Whoever this new vampire was, it must have posed as a real threat to him because he was being extra cautious. Seeing that he was very preoccupied, I took this opertunity to make my contact spell to find Jack.
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