Check-'Mate'

Chapter 1

      Running through the forest is never a fun time. I was using my werewolf speed to catch up to the vampire, who was my current target. I could see him about 100 meters from me, so I sped up even more. Once I was close enough I leaped on his back, causing us to double over on the roots that were present on the forest floor.

I ended up on top and straddled him to keep him from escaping. Vampire's were strong, even stronger then werewolves. I had an advantage. Not only was I trained to be even stronger then normal, it was also embedded into my DNA. Me being a rare white wolf helped with that.

I pulled my dagger out of it's holster attached to my thigh, keeping the vamp down with one hand and proceded to stab him in the heart. He immediatly stilled. He wasnt dead yet though. With these blood suckers you need to decapitate them. A dagger to the heart will just paralyze them, not kill.

I slid out my katana that was at my back and brought it down swiftly to his head, severing it from it's spine. All of a sudden everything turned white. "Very good Sin, you beat your time!" My adopted father, Raphael, exclaimed proudly. I stood up from the crouch I was in and gave him a hug.

"Good, I was hoping I would." I commented back to him. We were in one of our training rooms. It was high tech, I don't even think the human military had what we had to train. We were in the room that contained the holographic visuals. We would be placed in an area, such as a forest, and be given a mission. Mine was to catch the vampire and execute him.

I've been doing this all my life. Since the time I could walk, I have been trained to be a killing machine, an assassin. I loved my job and I was damn good at it, one of the best. We took out any kind of supernatural creature that were deemed threats. We weren't a council or anything like that. We were elite and secretive. Not many knew about us, but there were always way's of getting in touch with one of us.

We were expensive to hire as well. The greater we were the more we cost, but if you wanted the job done correctly with no problems, then the more money you could fork up the better the guarentee would be. We never messed with human's unless a sup was working with them. It was risky because we didn't want any of our kind to be discovered. It was better that way. Less danger.

We didn't need humans coming on our lands with torches and pitch forks trying to burn us at the stake or some shit. Cuz if that happened, I wouldn't think twice before going all crazy assassin on their asses. 

"Alright, Morgana made us some lunch, so let's hop to it. Make sure you get changed though, there is no need for your katana's at the table." He said and I snickered. "I don't know dad...Damien might need to be stabbed." He chuckled as well. 

Damien was a demon. An assassian demon, a very lethal combination. He was even better then me at the job and that was saying something. He was practiclly indestructable, but that comes with being a demon. They are very hard to kill if at all. He likes to cause the most trouble out of our group. He finds it ammusing and since we don't get out much unless it's on mission and shopping for things we need, he uses us as his play toys. Mostly me.

He has liked me since I was about 16. Sure he is super sexy in his dark demon way's, with his black inky hair, black eyes, and pale skin. Not to mention his sexy leather combat attire, but I just don't have the time for romance. Call me a fool if you will, but I much rather go out and kill things that I get paid to do. There have been on occasion a mild hook-up between is, but we keep it stictly friends with benefits is the time arises.