A Hunters guide to Leeches and Alleycats

Lexi Pierce is a completely normal student, who just transferred to Mid City High School in Davenport.

Well, if normal includes a vampire hunter of the five families.
Lexi thought there was five, at least. Turns out she was right. But there is a group of wannabe's who seems to be trying to get both themselves AND her killed.
And a vampire who might be flirting with her. And might also be trying to kill her. Maybe both.

“Most people at least bring flowers when they ask people to prom,” she added.
“Flowers die,” he pointed out.
“So does Hunters,” Lexi replied quickly.
“Okay. I’ll bring you flowers when you die,” he promised her.



Unpacking could’ve been worse, Lexi decided. It gave her an opportunity to go through all her old stuff. Which was fun. Until she cut herself on her favorite dagger. Then it wasn’t so much fun, and she kinda lost interest in the whole ‘let's-go-through-all-my-stuff’, and had chosen just to put everything somewhere, and figured that was good enough.

A knock sounded from Lexi’s door.

“Come in, mom,” Lexi yelled. The door opened slowly, and in came - Will.

“Oh, hey Will, sorry, I thought it was-””Your mom?”. Lexi laughed a little, but stopped as soon as she saw Will’s serious face.

“What’s up?” Lexi asked before getting up from the floor and brushing of her behind.

“Okay, so just, straight to the point then, huh?” he asked, restlessly walking around in Lexi’s room, examining every single object in it. Lexi nodded.

“Why do you bring weapons to school?” he asked in a voice a little too high for what Lexi would’ve preferred. She jumped up and got the window closed faster than she otherwise had thought possible before shushing on Will.

“What is up with you Will? Are you sure everybody heart it or do you wanna repeat it a bit louder?” she asked in an annoyed voice.

“Hey! You’re the one with weapons, I think I’ll be asking the questions,” Will said in a very fatherly voice. Lexi went quiet and sat down on her bed.

“And if you don’t believe me?” Her voice was silent enough for Will to question what she could be hiding.


“I think I’ll be the judge of that,” Will said and crossed his arms across his chest. Lexi nodded.

“Why did you bring a stake to school?” His voice was calm, which surprised the both of them.

“I can’t tell you.”

“Lexi, please,” Will begged, and sat down next to her. Lexi looked up by the sound of ‘please’. She swallowed

“You have to believe whatever I say then, okay?” Lexi asked, clearly nervous. Will nodded. Being nervous wasn’t unfamiliar to him; he was sitting himself with quite the nerves on.

“Promise me,” Lexi begged, with a little sob following. Will looked at her, confusion filling out his brown eyes.

“Okay, okay, I promise,” he said and put an arm over her shoulder. She quickly moved away.

“Okay. And you won’t tell anyone?”. Will shook his head, slightly scared of what was about to come over Lexi’s lips.

“I’m a sort of… Hunter,” she tried. Will tried to understand; “Ooohkaaaay, and that explains how you had weapons in your bag how?”. She took a deep breath.

“I’m… A vampire hunter.”


“A vampire hunter? I’m going to need a little more explanation,” Will said with his brows raised.

“Yes, I hunt vampires. It’s what I do. All I do, in fact. I know you don’t believe me, but-””Yeah, no, I believe you,” Will interrupted. Lexi looked at him with a face that showed clearly that she thought he was kidding; “No, I mean it. Vampires exist. Well, if ghosts does, then why not a vampire or two?”

Lexi’s eyes narrowed down so much she could barely see Will’s face.

Ghosts?” she asked, more confused than she was in even math. Okay no, she admitted to herself, that was definitely a lie.

“Oh, yeah. We had a ghost when I was a kid. I’m not sure where it went, but after i turned seven I never saw it again,” he explained as was it the most normal thing ever. Which it kinda was to Lexi, but it shouldn’t be for him.

“No one ever believed me, not even Jessica; she is such a skeptical!” Will complained. Lexi did a little sniff before hugging him tightly.

“Whoa, whoa, Lexi, what?” Having a beautiful girl collapse in your arms with tears in her eyes, can both make you concerned, but Will had to admit, it was not the worst thing he’d experienced.

“I’m sorry, I’m usually not like this, I just. I never thought anyone would believe me,” she admitted, before smiling to Will, who at that moment took a deep breath. He was thinking serial killer, but vampire hunter? That was actually kinda cool.


“So… You kill vampires for a living?” Will asked, ecstatic about the new piece of information he’d received.

“No. Well yes. I kill vampires, but not for a living,” Lexi explained; “But, if I don’t kill them, they’ll kill me.”

“And why, is that?” Will asked. “You see, I’m a hunter. Actually, I’m of a… Sort of, family of hunters. Originally there were demons, and there were angels, but then the demons decided to go off and spread the gene CAUSING the change of them, and the angels had to do something - it’s against the rules for them to kill anyone weaker than them, so while they could kill demons, still can, they can’t kill vampires because they’re only partially demons, so they created The Five Families,” Lexi explained, too quickly for Will to keep up. She must’ve been able to see it, Will thought, since Lexi took a deep breath before continuing.

“Okay, so they created The Five Families, who was part angel, the natural enemy of demons. They’ve always been in war, and demons saw vampires as an easy way to take over this world, and in an attempt to stop them, they created us. So there were five families, and I don't really remember their names, but they had children who was hunters and so on.”

Will thought about it for a second. In some way this kind of made sense.

“Okay, so I guess you’re like, 1/16 part… Hunter, or something?” Will asked, still trying to fill the wholes his mind was rapidly creating more of.

“No it’s not like that. Well yeah, it is, but no, I’m full on hunter. You can be partially hunter, by having the hunter gene that is, but unless it gets activated or otherwise you’re not a hunter, and then if you become a hunter, you’re 100 procent hunter, it’s all or nothing, see?” Will nodded. Maybe it was the shock, but learning didn’t seem as bad as it usually did. It could be the topic, too, or it could be having Lexi as a teacher. It was clear to see that she was passionate about this, her eyes were shining and her arms were enthusiastically waving as she explained.


“Anyone want cookies?” Lexi’s mum came through the door with a plate of cookies. Lexi tried hiding her smile by looking down, while Will jumped up.

“Cookies?” he asked, already with his mouth full; “These are amazing Mrs Pearce.”

“It’s Ms, but thank you. It’s getting late, maybe you should show your friend home,” Her mom encouraged. Lexi nodded and mumbled something in the way of ‘will do’, before getting up. Closed the door after her mom before she started talking again; “I was about to go for a patrol anyways. You wouldn’t happen to know where the Sunnyside Garden is, would you?”


Lexi had followed Will home, answering at least 200 of his questions on their way. After that he’d pointed her in the direction of Sunnyside Garden, a big park not too far away from Arlington Avenue.

“Hey princess!” A guy yelled after Lexi from behind her. She rolled her eyes of the ‘princess’, before turning around. Yup, that was a textbook vampire, Lexi realized.

“What are you then? If I’m a princess, you must be the?” Lexi asked, looking up and down his body. His skin was pale, not in a corpse way, not like a zombie, but in a way that clearly showed he hadn’t seen the sun since his death. Lexi could see his fangs growing, showing his lust for blood was kicking in. Only the fangs on his upper teeth was showing, which told Lexi that at least he had some style. Only vampires with no self control would show their lower fangs; scared they would be compared to werewolves, who had four fangs, and couldn’t choose when for them to come out. Those two species rarely got along, mostly because vampires saw werewolves as some of a mongrel and werewolves saw vampires as soulless - dead.

“Oh, I’m just a humble server,” he answered. Lexi could feel her eyebrows being raised in disbelief.

“Uhuh, and who exactly is it you serve?” she asked. Clans wasn’t unusual, but they could easily be dangerous. Vampires work alone, and the only reason they gather is if they have some kind of purpose or plan. Rarely a good thing.

“Enough talk, let’s kill ‘er,” another vampire appeared not far behind the other one, his thick accent cutting through Lexi’s bones.

“First, a question,” the first one said, and looked at Lexi with his head tilted; “why is a little girl out for a walk on her own, and why is she not scared when she sees big, scare vampires coming after her?” His fangs made his speech a little twisted, made him sound like he was talking with food in his mouth. At first Lexi had found it funny, but now she new better. If they sounded like that, it was because they were about to kill someone.

“Are you complete idiots?” a guy came from the other side of Lexi. Either he was a pale human, or a vampire that hadn’t changed yet.

“Please, look at her,” he said with a complaining voice. Lexi could see the vampires change to vampire. Usually, there were two states of being a vampire; being human, or being vampire. As vampires get more control of themselves, they learn to change only their teeth, or only their eyes, but these weren’t in control at all. They did a snap with their neck, and you could see the vampire flowing through them. Their lower fangs grew out too, even though they were not much bigger than their human teeth. Their skin grew sturdier, thicker, while the way they stood become more… Non existent, Lexi decided was the word. That’s the thing about vampires, they’re strong, majestic animals, which is what caused all the writers of both books and movies to think they were beautiful.

Their eyes grew bigger as they saw her for who she really was. How she would never even see herself

Vampires only know she’s a hunter when they’re ACTUALLY vampires, just like she only knows they’re vampires when they look like them.

“She’s a hunter,” the first vampire said, taking a step back.

“Correct. And what do we do in case we meet one of them?” the one behind Lexi said. She knew the answer even before they mumbled it. Kill her.

The two in front of her ran towards her, while she got in battle position. Vampires was quick, but so was Lexi. Punches was thrown, and most of them avoided. Lexi thanked herself for having brought plenty of weapons when her stake was taken by a vampire. Just as he was ready to stab her with it she bended down for a second; just enough time to avoid the stake, so it hit the other vampire instead. His face shew his shock until it didn’t. Until it vanished and turned into dust, which immediately got carried away with the wind.

Lexi didn’t give the other vampire time to think before she pulled an emergency knife out of her boot, and didn’t think twice before she pulled it up to his neck and tried to cut it in half.

Someone caught her arms before she could do any harm, and she felt her body being pulled back, eventually hitting the ground.

The last vampire had joined the party.

“Now, that’s not very nice, hunter, is it?” he picked up as was she nothing but his guilt, and threw her against a tree, causing her to fall down. She quickly got on her feet, which was slightly separated so she had a better grip.

“I don’t really care about being nice - I care about not being killed,” she said before kicking him in the face, which only got him to slow down a bit.

“I wasn’t going to kill you. Now I am,” He smiled a smile that showed his fangs as much a possible. Lexi felt her face ache, and then her stomach, and knew she’d been hit.


She was a good fighter, luckily, otherwise she would have been dead. What he had been told couldn’t be entirely wrong, he realized. No human could fight like that, especially with as little training as she must have had. The lack of structure were clear to him, and not a single time she hit one of the vampires she had done it correctly; yet they seemed to be oddly even.

He sighed, while observing her every move. It was clear to him that she was some kind of hunter, but clearly not a good one. She had barely been in town for a day, and already they’d figured it out. The secret identity thing could impossibly be her strong side. Maybe her strong side was… Her strength. Throwing a ball and that way causing a guy to get a dislocated shoulder? You’d have to be pretty strong to do that. And, she was fighting the vampire that had already put two of his men in the hospital, and she seemed to be okay.

He looked up, and realized he was wrong. She was not okay. She had killed one of the vampires, but the other one - the one they’d been tracking for the last three weeks - had her pushed up against a big tree, holding her own knife against her neck. He knew he had to do something.

“God dammit,” he muttered under his breath, before running towards the girl.


Lexi’s felt her mouth grasp for air, felt her toes goes numb.

“Little hunter, how does it feel?” he closed in on her, she could feel his breath on her neck.

“Can you even feel it, little hunter?” he asked; “Can you feel your pulse slowing ARGH.”

Lexi hit the ground, gasping for air. She looked up. The vampire had been pushed away from her, and was now laughing like a psychopath before spitting on the ground.

“Lucky little hunter, saved by,” Lexi didn’t let him finish his sentence before she kicked him.

She was ready to fight again.

She threw a punch, which he avoided before continuing; “Awh little hunter, don’t you worry, we’ll fight another time.”

He started running away. Lexi was ready to follow him, but remembered the guy who’d helped her, and turned around instead.

“Who are you?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. He could impossibly be a hunter, the vampire had barely noticed it when he’d punched him; he was way too weak to be like her.

“Who I am? I’m the guy who just saved your ass!” he complained; “I don’t need to ask who you are, do I? You must be a hunter. And you’re also the girl who just messed up everything! We’ve been following that vampire for three weeks, and the first day you’re here you mess it up!” The guy rambled on and on while Lexi felt her brows raise in disbelief.

“Excuse me? Wait, how do you know I’m the hunter?” she asked, realizing what a danger he could pose to her. A lot of vampires wanted to take her out, and she did not mean on a date.

“Well after your little show in PE! You broke a guys shoulder by throwing a ball! That’s not exactly human.” Lexi snorted; “I did not break it, I just… Dislocated it,” She said, realizing what a vague argument it was.

“Well, good job on that, and on letting him know we’re after him,” the guy said and nodded in the way the vampire had run.

“What, how, who are you even? And if you’ve been keeping an eye on him why haven’t you killed him?” she asked, picking her knife up from the cold hard ground. The dew had settled, and there were colder than when she’d went out. She’d have to go home soon.

“Who I am? I’ve been keeping this whole city save while you’ve been slacking it off! And, genius, because some of us has a little more brain than just the killer part,” he said and looked at her in a way which clearly showed she should be offended; which she was.

“Slacking it off? I’ve been fighting vampires since I was six, I’ve killed more than you can imagine, I’ve taken care of clans on my own, and you might think it’s brilliant to just follow him, but how many have you let him kill? How many people have to die before you take action? At least I did something!” She could feel her voice getting louder with every word, simply just not caring. She had a sacred responsibility, she was born to do this and he had the nerve to telling her she’d been ‘slacking it off’? What kind of expression was that anyways? It was stupid, that’s for sure, Lexi thought to herself.

“Oh, well good job on almost getting killed,” the guy complimented and rolled his eyes. Lexi felt safe enough to put her knife back in her boot, before standing up again looking at him. He had golden hair, almost like honey, brown eyes, which was shining with anger. He was heavily built, and Lexi could see a scar coming up from his collar.

“You know what, think what you want,” Lexi commented and got ready to leave.


Lexi looked back at him.

“You might want to put your collar up tomorrow, or wear a scarf,” he advised. Lexi felt her hand reaching for her neck. A small wound was made, and a few drops of her blood had gathered. She nodded and turned around. As soon as she was out of his sight she whipped up her collar and started running.

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