The Huntress: Becoming a Huntress by Mihaela Gheorghe

humans. Someone with the same familiar scent leans near me, and as if I am touched on my arm. I hear a click when something is loosen from around my wrist, then a familiar voice in the dark which says like in a bad dream.
    “You didn't just think you're the only one who bears weapons as jewelry, did you?....”
    Cassiopia?!
    Then, another voice.
    “Our understanding ends here. You are free to go. However, if our roads will cross again, we will not forgive you.”
    “Don’t you worry. Nor will I – you.”
    Then another laughter…
    My breath is becoming increasingly rare. My heart rate has decreased considerably, until it no longer felt at all.
    It's not strange that my only regret is that I haven't lived enough to exterminate the vampire race?
    And then, I feel my pulse very, very ...very ...slow ...and...
    Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick...
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CHAPTER SIX
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    „Come on, you can do it... I know you can!”
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    „Stay with me!... No! No!...Ouch!”
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    „You are too strong to give up! Come on, stay with me! Can you hear me? Stay with me! Follow my voice! That’s it! Good girl!”
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    „Damn! ...Where this all blood still comes out from you? The jugular has escaped me again! Look how I mess myself because of you! So you might as well help me with something more than with a small heart beat once in a while, ok?”
    Tick...
    „That’s it! I can't figure out what kind of animal are you yet, but your blood smells fabulous...”
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    „Come on, now, I wanted it to be a compliment! If I wanted to get my teeth into you, I had already done it so far!...”
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    „There you go! It's better this way...”
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    „I better won’t rejoice before I’m sure of something, right? I shall give time to your body to recover now, ok?”
    Tick...
    „You are safe here. I shall guard you, don't worry! Those who have attacked you are pretty damn sure they have killed... Even I wonder that you have resisted until now... Anyway, I must go out to shrink somehow that smell of yours, that practically screams ‚Hey, here I am!’ And I'm not sure that I can cope with too many of them! But I’ll be back very quickly, don’t you worry!”
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    „I came back pretty quickly, didn’t I? Isn’t that what I’ve said?”
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    „Don’t tell me that you went off! I would be really pissed! Especially after how much effort we both put in! Lol! Or maybe I have something in my ears and can’t hear your heart beats!... Better make it classic, and put my ear on your breast!...Let’s see...”
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    „Nothing! Come on, girl, even a small flickering of your chest would be just fine right now!... And if I hear it, I promise not to make any more jokes about your poor heartbeats...”
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    „Phew, finally! A promise is a promise! I'm going to keep my mouth...Hey, don't stop again!”
    Now and then I hear something like a tingle. Slightly irritating, rather than really annoying. Then it's totally peace. A quiet cold, otherwise. The tingle comes with unimaginable pain, with burns in my neck, quite unbearable. So unbearable, that I prefer a thousand times more of that silence of ice, where I no longer feel anything, especially burns and pain. But whenever I think I’ll finally be left alone in this icy silence, I hear  again this tingle that doesn’t allow me to rest.
    I don't know how much time passed, but my hearing is as good as before.
    „Get to look at these strong and regular beatings! That’s very cool! I knew that you are a survivor! Well done, girl!”
    I know that the tingle is the voice of this irritating woman. Although I can’t still smell it, I can’t still see her, her voice sounds like this woman is always up to something, especially if frolics are involved. At the same time, I realize that