PUREBLOOD

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Zuriña stayed back to work after school hours to work on the assignment two days later when Roshan rushed into the class.

"Zuriña, did you hear?" He asked and she lifted her head.

"Hear about?"She asked.

"Professor Park..." His voice trailed off and she could see the panic in his eyes.

"What about Professor Park?"

"He...he died."

"What?...How?"She asked and he walked up to where she was seated and lowered his voice. "He was murdered...by Brad."

"Brad?"She asked, the name not at all familiar. "The upperclassman we were talking about yesterday"

"The upperclassman?... He murdered Professor Park?" She asked

"That's not all...I heard he was able to kill him because... he's a vampire." "Vam..vampire?"She swallowed.

A text came into their phones and Roshan slipped his out of his pocket to check it. "There'll be a class this afternoon by two. The class governor just texted us."He read out and raised his head. "You'll come, right?"He asked. "Yeah."She said.

There was no way he would go scot-free, she would make sure of that.

Brad puffed out smoke as he looked out from the school's rooftop. The police had declared him on thehe wanted list since he murdered Elijah. If not for that surveillance camera across the road...

A text came into his phone and he took a drag from his cigarette before he slipped it out of the pocket. It was from an unknown number. "This should be interesting..." he muttered as he smiled to himself.

Roshan and Zuriña headed out of the hall once classes were over. Zuriña was particularly glad to see the end of the class as she had a lot on her mind.

"How far gone are you on the assignment?" He asked, on their way home.

"On a scale of one to ten, I'd say I'm on six." She replied. "Wow, that's nice. Looks I've got a hard worker for a partner."He said and they laughed.

"By the way, I have a couple of documents at home that could help us and serve as references."He said.

"Really?Could you bring them over tomorrow?" "Sure, but how about we get a little bite somewhere first?"He asked and she faked a smile.

"Sure."

The Chanbridge hall which was still under construction was rather quiet that night when he arrived. "Why would someone wanna meet here?"He wondered to himself as he walked in.

Directions were marked on the pillars and he smirked as he followed them.What was this? A prank the cops put to get him. How dare they? His claws elongated as he walked on. He would teach them a lesson never to mess around with him.

He had fully transformed when he arrived where the silhouette of a person was seated and he figured he was the one who sent the message.

"Who are you?" He asked as he approached the seated figure.

"Why did you kill Professor Park?" The person asked and he scoffed.

"Oh,he was your professor?"

The figure perched down as it began to walk towards him and the silhouette faded into darkness, slowly revealing a girl who had her lower face covered.

"A girl? The one who sent the message was a girl? Whoa...you must really have some guts."

"You're yet to give me an answer to my question."She said and he laughed as he held up his claws to look at.

"People should know their place in life. He was a cheap bastard, one who felt he had the right to look down on others just because he was living well...He had such an inflated ego."

Zuriña could not believe her ears. So he'd killed Professor Park just because he felt inadequate in the comparison. Professor Park didn't deserve to die, not that way.

"So that's the reason? The reason why you killed him?" She asked and he replied, nonchalantly.

"Yeah."

A loud sigh escaped and lips. "The world has become a scary place to live in, because of people like you. Kids can't come out to play and they cower in fear at night...I want you to turn yourself in and you need to apologize to Professor Park's family and suffer the consequences of your actions..."

He interrupted her by punching her hard, one which sent her few metres from him. "Hot damn, that was one hell of a punch."He chuckled and a cold shiver suddenly ran down his spine. "You thought that punch was incredible, didn't you?"

He whipped around to see her standing there in one piece, not looking injured a bit. "What the...It was a clean hit..."A wicked smile crossed his lips on realisation of what she was. "Oh, I get...you are also a vampire. It all makes sense now...I see why you had the guts to call me here."

He raked his fingers through his hair.

"You must have been dying to drink blood...How did you manage to attend classes?..." He paused for a minute to observe her. "Take off your mask...Didn't your mum tell you it's rude to cover your face when you're talking to someone?"

He was surprised when she didn't move, so he tried to provoke her even more. "Oh...I know... You're hiding your face because you are messed up if anyone finds out who you are... Just take it off, I won't kill you.I just want to see how pretty you are..."

"You seem to be jumping into conclusions so let me set it straight. I am wearing the mask for your sake. The moment you see my face, I'll have to kill you."

He scoffed as he approached her. "But do you know, a vampire's physical ability determine how much that damage they can take, so you can pretend to be tough all day but a girl like you is going to get your a*s kicked by me." He said and threw a punch that sent her flying to hit a pillar. He advanced towards her before she could recover and lowered her mask. "You are a pretty one, but it's all for nothing in front of me."He said and threw another punch.

Riña made no attempt to block his punches or avoid them but allowed him to display the amount of strength he had.

A vampire's strength was doubled the moment they transformed so it relatively depended on how the person was originally.

He remembered how people always looked down on him because he was jobless, how his mother always spat on him and told him he was a failure, how lecturers had always told him that his grades would him expelled. He had hated his life back then until the day at the bar where he had been reborn.

He gave her one last punch on the stomach and smiled as he rose to his feet.

"Like I was saying...girls are as weak as..." His voice trailed off and his eyes widened like he'd seen a ghost when she roes to her feet,with no scars or wounds.

"Is that all you've got?"

"How is this possible? I'm sure I got some good hits in..."

"Yeah, you did but are you sure that the bones you felt were breaking belonged to me?" She asked and he looked down at his hands which were now crooked and were dripping with blood. His blood!

He dropped to the ground and groaned in pains. How was this possible? How could she be so strong?

"Help ... please..."

"It hurts? Have you ever thought about how much pain Professor Park must have gone through when he died? His family members are gonna suffer that pain forever, thanks to you. How could you kill your friend?"

He cried as he panted. "I was jealous...I must have been really crazy to have done that to Elijah. My family was well-off and his was poor but he had a better life than me." The pain must have subsided as he slowly made to rise.

"Honestly when I think about it, he was the only true friend I had...I mean who would have let me use them as a toilet?" He burst into laughter.

She raised her hands to her face and yanked down her mask. "I can see why your life sucks. It's because you pass all the opportunities you get."

"Why take off the mask when you're about to die?"He asked as he leapt into the air, advancing towards her.

To his surprise,he seemed to slow down when he was so close to her and that gave her a chance to trail a finger around his fist.

"It's a known fact that vampires can regenerate so you must think I'm wasting my time... However, I'll make sure you can't regenerate." She said and squeezed his fist before she crashed him down the fourth floor.

Most of his bones were now broken and blood trailed down his jaw as he recalled the warning given to him by the guy who'd turned him.

"There's one thing you need to be aware of. If you ever find yourself facing a vampire called an "angel of death", keep your mouth shut and show respect. They're the kings and queens of the vampire world and... actually never mind."

"What's that?"

"You can't really run into one anyway. You'll be as good as death if you did."

"What are you talking about?"He'd asked.

"It's what we call...the white haired vampire."

He slowly turned to look at Riña who was advancing towards him with her hair which was now white.

The entire building shook vigorously as he crashed into the ground floor. Riña walked towards him, unhurt as usual, looking like she'd just come from hell.

"Please, don't... don't kill me... I'll face the consequences..."

She grabbed him by the neck and leaned down. "You want to face the consequences?...then die." She said and buried her claws into his body and he helped in pain.

His yelping reduced and his body slowly disseminated with the wind. Riña dropped her head as the face of her childhood friend flashed through her mind. He'd also said the same words as Brad, but she'd been so innocent back then.

Sighing, she rose to her feet and headed for home.

The vampire task force were at the scene the following day and members of the crew tried to look for evidences. One of them was particularly frustrated with the crew's progress.

"What's the use of having a vampire task force when the corpses disappear without a trace. How on earth do we investigate this?"

Another member sighed. "How do we catch a demon?"

"Should I call an exorcist?" The first man asked.

"I'm not in the mood for jokes..."His voice trailed off when his eyes caught the new detective.

"I really wish we could get an exorcist..."

"I think we just found a solution to this." He whispered.

"Huh?"

"The demon hunter is here."