Trevor sneaks through the woods, trying to be undetected, when the where-wolf pounced. Trevor fired his shotgun, blowing a hole in the where-wolf's belly. Trevor looked at the creature and thought "well, I can't sell this pelt. Trevor began to walk aimlessly, as usually. He thought "god, this forest is too freaking big!" when he noticed a building. "finally a town" he thought out-loud. He walked into what looked like a ghost town, but what what he really walked into, was a living hell.
Trevor walked into town. He could smell death in the air, but he guessed it was just the lake near by. He walked into the bar and was greeted by a young looking bar tender and a man in a suit and top hat. He slowly walked in and sat down, but when he did the suited man moved to a farther seat. Trevor look at the man with a questioning look then ordered a beer. "what's with the blood, kid?" the bartender asked. "eh, ya know, werewolves" trevor replied. Then the suited man stood up and motioned for the bartender to follow. "sorry, man, but we're closed." after that the suited man and the bartender walked away, together. Trevor walked out, confused, but he knew he needed a place to sleep. He decided to sleep in the town's tower, the purpose being to stay out of sight. Meanwhile, the bartender and the suited man were talking in an underground cave. "there's something not right about that hunter!" exclaimed the suited man. "how do you know he's a hunter?" replied the bartender. "well for one thing, I read his mind! You dolt!" The suited man then slapped the bartender. "sorry! Sometimes I forget you're a demon, ok?" "no! Not ok! We must kill the hunter!" "why?" "he is a threat to me! If he discovers my Identity, he will surely kill me!" "ok, I understand." Then it became night, and suddenly the bartender grew two fangs. "now I am ready to kill!" said the bartender
Trevor leaned back in the tower, readying himself to sleep, when the bartender flew over and landed in front of him. "wake up, hunter!" the bartender yelled. Woke up and kicked the bartender back "back up vamp!" he yelled, as he pulled out a "stake gun". But then, the suited man appeared from thin air and smashed Trevor in the face with a cane. Trevor, bleeding, jumped off the tower and slid on his back down the house bellow them. The suited man jumped slid on the roof with his feet and landed. The vampire simply flew down. The suited man was about to steal trevor's soul when the sun rose. The man and the vampire disappeared, leaving Trevor on his back, bleeding. Trevor laid there for one hour, with blood sliding down his face, when a girl picked him up and took him into a house.
The girl patched his wounds and stayed by him through the night. When he awoke, he saw her sleeping on a couch while he was on a bed. He was bandaged all over and was grateful she was there. But he knew he had to get up, he knew the vampire and suited man must be killed! He left a note of thanks and left, knowing what he was getting into. He walked into the bar and looked at the vampire straight in the eyes. The vampire put down a glass and walked over. "what do you want?" he said. Trevor simply said, "your head on a plater..." as he kicked back the vamp and pulled out a stake. Then, out of nowhere, the suited man appeared and kicked Trevor to the wall. He then closed and locked the doors. Trevor realized what he was facing, a demon. Trevor spat on the ground "nice tricks, demon!" "oh, bravo clever hunter, bravo indeed" "shut up, your head is mine!" Trevor revealed his sword, which was blessed by a priest and dawns a golden cross. Both of the creatures covered their eyes in pain, when the demon snapped the sword in half with his mind. "clever man..." Trevor commented.