Vampire

A warm rain ran down his face.
Thoughts of rage dampening his senses.
He could smell the fear emanating off of his quarry.
He readies himself for the attack.
Steam rising from his cold body.
He springs forward.
Pain filling his brain as he is slammed to the ground.
He spins and looks upon his attacker.
A dark figure stands above him.
Only her shinning green eyes can be seen.
She raises her gun.
The sound of the shot scares his prey away.