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\n\t\t\t\t\t| " | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t Fang really loved his job. It had the right mix of challenge, danger, reward and satisfaction of performing a job that literally involved fighting against evil. He had been a vampire hunter for the better part of a decade, and this was a long career in such a dangerous business. He went through many trials, and earned many painful wounds but never complained. Keeping darkness at bay alone was enough reward, and if that wasn't enough, the job came with some benefits. Such as the one he was finishing to deal with now. She looked like a young child, but nothing could be more wrong. She had been around for decades, and in this time managed to rack up a very impressive body count, thanks in good part to her harmless looks. But now that was over. She was now stripped bare, shackled securely, and out of strength to fight. He looked at his captive, pondering what to do next. One of the perks of the job was having a bit of fun with the females before staking them. He didn't think there was any wrong in it, and since no trace would remain afterwards, nobody would have a chance to complain even if they thought differently. But she still looked uncomfortably young... "What are you looking at, creepy fucker?", growled his captive, in a tone of voice that was very jarring for her apparent age. This was shortly followed by a big glob of spit that almost hit him in the eye. "Okay, you asked for it", decided Fang, and tore her clothes off with his knife. She seemed to get worried. Good. Fang decided to see how long she could keep pretending. "Well... that's a nice young little body", mused the hunter, looking her over. "I prefer my women to be older, but it's rare to see vampires your age. This should be interesting". He gave her breasts an experimental sqeeze and smiled approvingly. "Mmm. I think I could get used to this. Soft, firm and flawless". Then he shifted his attention lower down. "Mmm, what a lovely looking pussy. Seemingly unused, too. I bet you got turned while you still were an actual virgin, and now it just knits itself back together after every time." "Fuck you!" spat his captive. "Tsk. Suck a potty mouth, young girl. Let me show you what happens to those who disrespect me". Fang dug his claws deeply into her breast, and then pulled downwards, leaving a long unsightly gash. The vampire screamed in a high pitched voice and pulled on her restraints, to no avail. The hunter looked at the flesh knitting itself back together with interest. Despite seeing it many, many times it never ceased to be fascinating. "Normally, it'd be a very grave crime to do such a horrible thing to such a young little girl. But you're no little girl, you're an unholy abomination that sucked dry dozens of people. It can only be right to turn your abilities against you". The wound was almost completely healed now. Fang was quite impressed. "Hmm. Maybe the young ones regenerate faster. Well, all the more fun for me. Many of your kind are proud of these abilities you have acquired, but once I get hold of them, I show them the error of their ways, like I'm about to show you. I wonder, how many times can cut your flesh before you stop healing?" \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t | \n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
The story came out rather meh for my liking and more like a prequel to the picture than something that fits it. I might fix this later.