"So, first I would like to introduce myself. My name is Charles Augustine Cross. I am the descendant of the Founder and I am the current leader of the Vampire Hunter Association."

"Um, you could say VHA for short." Jane points out. His smile falters a bit, and Jane realises that like father like daughter, both gets irritated when interrupted.

"We specialise in hunting and killing vampires that feed from the blood of humans. Recently, murders that occurred due to extreme amounts of blood loss have increased drastically. It seems that the vampires will finally come out and attack humans. This means war for us."

"How are you so sure that the victims died of blood loss, which was because of vampires in particular?" Jane asks, still not believing.

"There were bite marks on their necks." David points out, unamused.

"How many so far?"

"Around 140 victims this week. I'm talking about the whole world." Lara says.

That's less, if you count from the whole world. Murders have been increasing, so Jane doesn't see how it's such a big deal.

"It was of little importance, until they attacked 12 schools at once." Mr. Cross says, thinking. "It happened just 4 days ago."

"Hmm.." Jane hums. "So why am I here?"

"We are in desperate need of comrades, since many of our forces have died due to those bloodsuckers." Lawrence says.

"So when you entered that room, we were delighted! And we immediately took the chance to take you in!" Melissa says, smiling happily.

"I still don't believe the vampire crap." Jane says darkly. "I'm done with your little prank. Now, please excuse me."

"I guess we don't have a choice but to show you? Are you prepared to see the most frightening scene of your life?" Lawrence smirks and says. "I'd love to see your expression."

"Fine. Show me then. If you can that is." Jane says, unamused.

"Let's meet up tomorrow. We will go for a long drive. To this place called Area 22." David says, getting up from his seat. Everyone else gets up too, and Jane looks at him, confused.

"Where the hell is that?"

"It's a forbidden place, right in the corner. Surrounded by a forest, it's filled with mindless vampires."

"I thought vampires were no different than humans, except the blood sucking and superpowers part." Jane states.

"There are differed classes of vampires. There are high class ones, who are completely like a human with just some advantages. But there are also those humans who get turned into a vampire by any other vampires except the Purebloods. They're the troublesome ones, the Lunatics." Mr. Cross says. "Lunatics are the ones with better strength than humans, with little or no intelligence. They are the..soldiers of the higher class vampires."

"Purebloods huh. They're the ones with no human blood in their veins right?" Jane asks, taking references from various Vampire tagged books.

"Yes. How do you know?" Thomas asks suspiciously.

"Cuz I read books. Plus, it's basic info. Garlic, crosses, silver, fire, cutting off heads. So many weaknesses they possess." Jane says, rolling her eyes.

"Actually, they are only weak to silver. And the Purebloods don't even have any." David says.

"Oh."

"Well, you should go home. It's getting late, and we don't want you to get attacked by vampires. Smith will drop you to your house." Mr. Cross suggests.

"Thank you." Jane says, smiling again. Let's see what they have in store for her tomorrow.

Jane walks out of the huge castle, and enters one of their black Lamborghinis. The chauffeur, Mr. Smith, was a 50 or up aged black haired man, with some stray grey hairs. He has a kind smile on his face, as he told Jane to get inside the car. She nods, and they head towards her apartment.

Jane enters her place, and tosses her school bag towards the sofa in the living room. It is already 2046 hours, and she is so tired that she can sleep for eternity. She decides to take a light shower before she sleeps.
Stripping off her clothes in her bedroom, she goes inside her bathroom. Turning her shower on, the cool water starts showering over her. She never uses hot water to take a bath. The water is as cold as ice, and that chills and cools her down. Just lightly using soap, she washes her body.

After the long shower, she wears a loose black T-shirt and baggy trousers and falls on the bed. She doesn't feel like eating, so she decides to just fall asleep.

No!

She needs to study!

She drags herself out of her bed, and heads towards her table. She needs to study, or else her mother will be disappointed. She wouldn't want that, now would she?

Jane has this obsession with impressing her mother. Even though her mother died, she somehow brainwashed her to be the perfect daughter anyone could have. Oh, Jane remembers, even though she wishes to forget. Jane wonders if she is mentally ill. She gets so hysterical sometimes that she will lose her ability to think properly. It is a very weird habit she has. There are certain triggers that even Jane doesn't want to press about herself.

Jane sighs. She isn't here anymore, she isn't here anymore. Just close your eyes, and sleep.

Jane shakes her head. She doesn't feel like sleeping, even though she is so damn tired. Maybe she should go for a walk outside? It's 2204 hours now. Yes, it won't harm her going outside now.

She wears her black, fake glasses and a random hoodie. Opening her door, she feels an ominous feeling. Is it her intuition? Maybe she shouldn't go, since her intuition is always correct.

Don't get ahead of yourself. You're nothing but scum. Just go outside, of course you're wrong.

She suddenly thought. Ugh, what a pain. Her pessimistic self was just annoying. She decides to just suck it up and go outside.

Hmm maybe I'll continue the story??