CHAPTER FOUR
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I make it back to my apartment, Nero greets me. I feel like a million bricks have hit me. Why do I have guilt? I was too late and I did kill that sucker! Nero purrs at me and rubs his body against me. I pick him up and he senses that I need cuddles and meows and purrs in my arms. "I love you Nero" I cuddle him and put him down. He goes straight to his bowl and meows. "You only want me for the food" I laugh and fill his bowl. I found Nero whilst doing a hunt job. He saved my life. He was a kitten. Found him in a alleyway and I had a vampire trapped. The vampire, this big biker dude threw a trash can at me nearly knocking me out and Nero just a kitten attacked his face and the vampire must as a human been allergic to cats or petrified of cats ran away. I never got the sucker but Nero being so small, he was a saviour to me, protecting me.
I look at the time and it is 530am and I usually get up at 6am. So not worth going to sleep, so I decide to run a bath instead and soak my aching muscles in a warm bath and basically wash off the s*x off me and the ladies blood that was on me. My tshirt had blood all over it, I will need to wash it. Lucky there was no blood on my jacket. I soak in the bath with the steam rejuvenating my body and my soul. I set a alarm on phone to get up in 25 minutes.
Beep beep, my alarm sounds and I get out of the bath wondering why does life be so hard.
I get dressed in my uniform and grab a quick breakfast, putting a pot of black coffee on munching on my muesli bar while the coffee pot heats up. After my quick breakfast and I chugged down my black coffee I go to my garage and put on my helmet. Nero is asleep in his cat bed. Too tired from his adventures during the night. I say goodbye to him ready for another day of fighting crime.
I arrive at NYPD in about 20 minutes. The traffic was light, usually is and no signs of the supernatural kind. Maybe a few werewolves but the vampires have succumbed to their coffins, beds etc. They die in the daylight so good for humans to now be roaming around. I think of the old lady and my heart breaks. People will die that's why I need to fight and kill vampires. The other supernatural I will sometimes fight but the vampires are the worst of the worst and need to die.
Sherry, the receptionist is at the desk and welcomes me in her always happy attitude. So innocent, if only she knew the dangers that lurk around the corner at night, she would be not so happy Sherry. I will never tell her that there is things that do go bump in the night, best to stay in your happy bubble, I mean I wish I was like that but for me from a young age, I got forced to confront the supernatural head on. You see, when I was six, my mother and I were walking around downtown New York when we got attacked. It was late at night, I had a fever and we had to go to the drugstore. We went to go get paracetamol to put my fever down and a man approached us. At first he looked like any bad man but in reality, he was my first vampire I saw. My mother pleaded with him not to hurt us handing over her purse and anything she had on her with value but that wasn't what he was looking for, he wanted a feed of the blood type. He grabbed my mother pushing me to the kerb and sank his teeth into her. She screamed in pain and I was crying, in shock I couldn't make any sound come out. I just watched and couldn't save her. A man approached us yelling at the perpetrator who was sucking my mums neck with blood gushing out and he scared him off. The man applied pressure to my mothers neck but she died in his arms, kind of like the old lady who died in my arms. He didn't notice me at first and I made a crying sound. He looked up and saw me. He came over to me and picked me up. Apologising to me he couldn't save her. Police and ambulance soon arrived and it all became a blur. The man introduced himself as Riley Addams. I had no one to take care of me so he applied to adopt me and he trained me. To fight the monsters he called them. He hunted all the supernatural. Believed the world was a better place without them. I thought so too but when he died from old age (he was 50 years old when he adopted me) I changed my mindset and just believed only vampires deserved to be killed, the werewolves kept to themselves usually or had wars between alpha groups and the other supernatural, if they did wrong then I will come after them.
I walk into my unit and my commander sees me and yells my name. "Raven, my office in 2 minutes" I sigh because he looks pissed off. I mean the guy always looks angry but today was not my lucky day to be in his good books. I put my jacket and my bag away on my desk and knock on his office door. I hear him say come in and I enter.
He is seated at his desk looking angry still. What have I done now?? I think to myself. I sit down and cross my legs not looking forward to this conversation we are about to have. Commander Jim, 55 years old and always saying he can't wait to retire. I would too after working as a policewoman for just 5 years I am already over it and him, in the force for 30 years, will have a strain on the mind, body and spirit.
He just stares at me for a few moments and I go nervous. This guy is twice scary than the vampires I kill and I mean that.
"Raven, I have word of an old lady who died this morning and a witness said they saw you leave the scene, is that true?" I look at Jim gobsmacked and try to think of an answer to reply back to him. "Sir, who is the witness? " I asked trying to distract him from my real answer. "A man saw you, you held on to the lady who was bleeding from the neck and you called it in" I half smile. " the old lady died from her severe injury to her neck" he continued watching me. "The witness is here if you want to see him??" He asks me regarding me closely. I nod in reply. He stands up and I follow him to the room where the witness is but we go in the room with the two way mirror. He can't see us and guess who it is?! My shapeshifter, Rayn. He is sipping on his coffee and I clench my fist. "Raven, do you know him?" My commander asks. "Yes" I reply back. He stares at Rayn waiting for me to say anything but I am angry and he must see my anger written all over my face. He sighs. "Raven, what happened?" I look at him. "I will tell you everything". I say
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