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The huntress Ranger x Amy

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Abandoned by their uncle deep in a forest, young Anabel and her older brother Renn enter a old cottage and are nabbed by the old blood-sucker who resided in it. The vampire forced Anabel and Renn into a cave, while planning to clean them later the same day. But the siblings outsmart him and shoved him into the fireplace's fire, incinerating him. Throughout the five years after the incident, Renn and Anabel became famed bounty hunters dedicated to mercilessly eradicating vampires, slaying over six hundred of them. Their work was relatively easy because, for an unknown reason, they were immune to spells and curses, and could not be easily affected by their charm. Renn, however,was diabetic as a result of his ordeal and needed to take a regular shot of insulin every few hours. One day, in the town of Lavender, The Mayor had hired the siblings to find and rescue several Ladies abducted by unknown creatures. However, all but one of the party were killed that night by the powerful grand vampire Oarlock. Only Anabel was saved that night. She discovered that the vampires were preparing for the ritual of Blood Moon, which required sacrificing six girls and 6 women, each born on a separate month. Suddenly, the vampire and a witch attack the town and abducted the last targeted girl. Anabel was knocked unconscious but is brought to safety by the girls parents.

Anabel entered the forest to search for the Ladies , but she is ambushed by their enforcers. After the men beat her up, she is rescued when the vampires' troll servant, intervenes to kill them and mended her injuries. When Anabel asks why he saved her, he answers that trolls served vampires and walks away. The next day she was reunite with the troll at an abandoned cabin, which they discovered was not only their childhood home, but also a vampires lair. Anabel then engaged in a grueling fight against Oarlock inside the gingerbread house, until she behead him with a shovel. Anabel collected the rest of their reward for rescuing the missing ladies before embarking on her next hunt, she buries her brother in her home land.

7 years have now passed and Anabel is to be soon 18. She is one of the last huntress. Those years she has only come across few vampires and no one was a true blooded. She has grown into a fine lady. She had a heavy mane of dark, curly hair, almost black but shot through with reddish highlights, glinting copper, bronze, rust as the sun fell over her. Her eyes, closed now, were mahogany brown, heavily lidded and lashed. Her cheekbones were high and rather exotic, with a speckling of freckles just a shade darker than her suntanned skin. Her mouth was wide and full and sensual.Her tits were plump and firm, capped by rosy nipples that stood out in twin peaks, stiff and tantalizing, a mouth-watering sight to any man or boy -- and to quite a few women, as well. Her back was slender, her waist narrow and her belly gently rounded. She was slim-hipped and long-legged, sinewy yet soft, athletic in a very feminine fashion. She was wearing a brown leather armor, with black leather boots that would hide her body figure.

She travels around, taking jobs and lives outside. Although it has been years she didn't meet any vampire, she still looks for them. It was a vampire that took her brothers live, and the rest of her's family. Her spirit wouldn't rest till she find the last one of them. That's what she was thinking as she traveled to the next city through the forest. Her crossbow, was always close to her, so she could strike at any moment. 'There must be some left' she mumbled as she was sure she felt their aura, for time to time when the moon was full.
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Steven was born into a family of bloodsucking terrors of the night, vampires for short. He was rased with his father Ezekiel, who was 1358 years of age, his mother Helen who was 1200 years of age and his sister Heather who was only a century older then himself. At a young age Steven's mother, Helen, vanished after a string of fights with his father.

Soon afterward Ezekiel forced his kids to join him in a cult of vampires known simply as "The Scythe." Steven and his sister didnt know much better at the time so they simply followed their father's footsteps and followed along in the cults teachings and actions. The cult was ruthelsss, taught on how humans were worse then just a means to an end and should be purged for their wickedness and dishonor to nature. They not only killed humans for blood but massacred entire villages killing hundreds of innocents, even worse they targeted children most. As Steven and sister got older they begun to realise the atrocities they have been partaking in and made a goal to leave the cult. However their father refused to let them and would disown them if they did. Steven and Heather grabbed their belongings and snuck out into the open world.

Ever scene the cult buisness the sibblings felt gilty for what they had done and pited humans. They swore never to kill a human for any other reason then blood and not sheer hatred and to never kill children. After the oath was made the sibblings gave one last hug and went their sepreate ways.

50 years have passed and Steven is now 450 years old and still has regrets. He wanders around the world trying to make ends meet. Hee does his best to feed upon guilty people such as murders and theifs but he does what needs to do regardless. Steven is naturally a bit pale, has somewhat long black hair and has dark blue eyes. He was an average hight and very strong and sturdy. He always wears a golden necklace as a reminder of his sister, the only other sacred person in his life. Steven despite being a vampire can actually survive in the sunlight however he is far weaker in the sun.

He continues to wonder his way into a new country and even a new town at the begging of the sunset.
 
Truly amazing morning it was the thought of her dead brother came to her mind as she step on one of the lower tops of the hill. It was a small clearing, with short grass and vegetation, also a small natural pool. Made by the waterfall above. She placed her crossbow on one of the three small flat rocks. On the crossbow, carved in the silver ornament, was a symbol of the village they grow up. She put a small candle beside the it, and light it up. Honoring her brother, as she did every morning. She looked up, watching at the sun position threw the tick bamboo. Birds from nearby trees would raise from their homes as if startled or fleeing. An image that was existent but was indeed hard to keep an eye on would be moving into the proximity of her steps that become faster. A sound from the closest tree of unknown creature would be heard before it came to an abrupt cease. Thus, within that second the appearance of a bunny that was crossing the bath across where she was walking. With her thoughts filling her minds, she walked all day long reaching town few minutes after the sunset. The first tavern she come cross, she let herself in. She sat at the first empty table close to the window, and ordered some bread and wine to eat and drink. She didn't earned much as she used the older days as a huntress, but she always made some money to eat and sleep.​
 
He walked throughout the woods all morning he felt tired and exhausted from being up all night agian. But he just had a fresh victim a few miles back so he felt satisfied and powerful, or as powerful as he could get being in the daytime. He continued to wonder around the environment, meet a few travelers, exhanged some conversation and eventually got to his new destination. Sense he just fead he was fine for the time being so he picked up a few jobs to sorta fit in and for some income. He didn't need money but it didnt hurt to have any. He walked back into the town from his errands at sunset, the sight of watching the sun set and the moon rise gave him comfort. He made his way into the tavern and took a seat at an empty table and ordered some fresh wine. He enjoyed a non blood drink every now and agian.
 
She played with her glass of wine, turning it around and gazing the color of the wine. She always drunk white wine. The red one reminded her of blood. She noticed the figure entering the tavern, and her attention turned at him. She always didn't pay attention for those stuff. But today the aura of that men was holding something mystical. It reminded her of those she usually hunt. But then again, she could be wrong. She finished her drink and paid the owner. He asked him if he had some rooms to rent, so she could spend the night. She was tired and she didn't found any hunt for those days. The tavern owner gave her the key, telling her the first room on the right was empty. She thanked him with a heavy voice and made herself into the room. She opened the window and walked into the shower. She stripped herself and turned the hot water on. It felt so refreshing, all those time at the woods, it was a while she didn't showered with hot water, or slept in a warm comfortable bed.​
 
As I got my wine, which naturally was red, I didnt waste anytime and simply downed it all. As he was finishing his wine he noticed a woman from across the room, sorta eyeballing him,while this didn't alert Steven he did find it a bit weird and gave him suspicions that she might have known him. He sorta shrugged it off and finished his drink and paid for it as well. He had some extra money and considered sleeping in the inn but then wanted to smack himself afterward for the thought and thought to himself. Why sleep in the inn when theres a lovely moon out? He felt content with himself and left. As he walked outside he found a paper on the floor, has the news on it. He leaned up agisnt a lamp post outside of the tavern and begun to read.
 
Anabel was done soon with her shower. She dried herself with the towel and wore a clear set of undies she had. She walked then out and sat close to the open window. She closed her eyes and watched the room. It was a lovely night, and too calm. "Strange.." she mumbled to herself as she leaned and grab her crossbow. She started cleaning it and gaze at the moon for time to time. She hammed a old song that she had heard as a child, in the woods before her uncle left her in the woods with Renn. "Damn you Renn why did you have to die? Why did you left me alone, in this shit world?" she yelled with a loud voice as she fired the crossbow. Watching the arrow hiding a tree.​
 
Steven was reading the paper, reading up on the local killers and criminals, and their wanted bounty. He thought to himself as he chickled. "Their blood will be pay enough." As he kept on reading and getting names and info he heard someone shouting and another bizzare noise. "Wow, somebodies angry." He thought as he looked upward and saw the a woman holding, something, he couldnt quite make it out, as she didn't sound to happy. The sound sounded familar to him, and made him somewhat uneasy. "And they call me the crazy one." He said getting back to reading.
 
Anabel sat down feeling a bit better. She left her crossbow at the ground and stood closer by the window. She yawned and stretched herself, with her eyes scanning the area. "I can still feel something strange being out there." she mumbled again to herself as her eyes found a strange figure close by. It seemed like the own earlier in the tavern. But she was tired and wanted to go to bed early. She turned and lay on the bed, hiding her crossbow under the covers. It took her few minutes before she fall asleep. She could feel the breeze from the window cooling her face as she turned on the other side, dreaming hunting and deadly dreams, that soon would grow to nightmares.
 
As Steven finished up reading his paper he felt something, like he was being watched. He looked around him but there were little people around, none watching him. Eventually he threw his paper back down and made his way back down into the woods into the cover of the night. He climbed partially up a tree, enough to see the big bright moon that was out that night. The moonlight put him at ease as his lied down in a thick branch. He was so tired even though it was such a beautiful night. He inevitably feel asleep.
 
Anabel slept all night long not getting up at all during the night. She slept trough her nightmares, not waking up. When the sun started to raise, and the sun rays busted into the room, it was then when she woke up. It was though early yet and she didn't stand up. She just relax into the bed and gazed the ceiling. Later on she got up, got dressed and walked down the tavern. She paid for the night and asked the man where she could find some hunting jobs. The owner smiled and pointed her to the villages entrance board. "We use to post there, those that we want to hunt. You can take a look there, but you want find much." he said. She nodded and maid her way towards the post board. she spend the rest of the morning reading, but she couldn't find anything matching her criteria.
 
As the sun begun to rise Steven got down from the tree and into the shade for the rest of the morning. A few hours later he unwillingly got up and rubbed his head. "Maybe the inn would have been a good idea, whatever." He said making his way back into town. He begun to ask a few townsfolk on some of the criminals he had been reading about, acquiring more information on them. As he begun to walk around town a bit more. While running some errands for the local shopowners he couldn't find the place he was looking for. He saw a woman standing at the gateway reading. He walked up to her. "Excuse me ma'm I hate to bother you but do you happen to know where the butcher's is?'
 
Amy while noticing someone to walk behind her, she raised her crossbow. No she wouldn't react like that towards everyone. But this one gave her the same creep as the man of last, as the vampires did back then. She was fast enough to lower it when she noticed he was asking for information. "I am not for this parts. But it should be straight and left. " she said with a cold and straight voice. She always remembered well what she show. And she had noticed the butcher shop this morning walking down the street. "You are the one of last evening. You were in the tavern." she added as she kept reading and only glanced once at him. There was surely something strange about that man. But she couldn't attack like that with out a reason. Or maybe again she was wrong.
 
When the girl replied to me I nodded to the woman. "Alright thanks." He then heard her mention the tavern. "Uhh yea I suppose I was there last night to huh? I think I saw you there to, names Steven by the way." He didnt get why this woman was sorta, eyeing him although he didnt want to know why she was. But he did find it a bit strange she barley even looked at him to speak. "And who might you be ma'm?" He replied.
 
She paused the reading and faced him, scanning him from head till toe. "Steven, nice to meet you.. i should say" she said with a cold tone as she lean herself against the board. "I am Anabel. I just traveling through here. " she didnt want to give more information to a stranger, and specially to one she didnt trusted. "And you are from here. But wait you even didnt know were the butcher where so you aren't" she answered her question and turned again her back at him. The truth was she wanted to learn more about him. Why did he have that strange feeling around him.
 
"Oh no no I dont live here I'm just passing through. Trying to earn a few bucks along the way to keep myself going ya know?" I said to Anabel. As I looked at her I saw she was not the most friendly person in the world, then agian I begun to think more that she was eyeballing me last night and it didnt look particarly nice either. I begun to get a bit concerned but I wanted to find more about this woman before making judgements.
 
Anabel found only one post that would make a good hunt and was worthy the risk. Also the money were a lot. Someone was looking for a witch similar to the one she had killed back then. The truth was the were not many of them left. But she ripped the post from the board and turned to leave. "Farewell Steven, our paths may meet again" she said as she walked away. She wanted to meet him again, there was something strange in him she wanted to know. She walked into the first bookstore asking about the person that had post the hunt. It said it on the post that into the bookstore they could find more details.
 
"Ya, I hope to see you to, Anabel." I said walking away. Something about that girl was inda creepy, she seemed highly interested in me, maybe she sensed I was a vampire, I hope not. I dont want any more attention then need. Yet as creepy as the girl was, I kinda liked her as well. Either way I ran off and finished my errands and made some extra cash. Now for the fun part, time to track down these killers, and make them dinner.
 
She got the information she wanted from the bookstore owner. But it seemed the one witch he was hunting, it was the one she already has killed. "You can feel save, this one was killed by my own hand years ago. It's really odd you are looking for her now. Or were you looking for her years ago." she asked before leaving. The bookstore owner explained he was looking for her since he was a kid. And that she had killed his mother. He felt blessed that someone killed a witch like her. He had no money to offer her, but she was kind enough to offer her work at his bookstore and place to stay if she wanted. Anabel agreed and though to stay around few days, since there much things to hunt.
 
Steven proceeded to resaerch the criminals and hear even more gruesome stories about them. He went out in the woods for a bit as a break and realised, he was rather hungry. He climbed atop a tree and looked around and saw a doe eating some berries. He slowly and quietly made his way over to it, being a master of stealth that was no issue, he then lept out and tackled it. He then suck his razor sharp fangs into the animal's neck and sucked it dry. He got up and whipped the blood from his fangs. "Not the best but it will do." He said making his way away from his prey.
 
Anabel brought her stuff into the small room that was behind the bookstore. It was a small room, with a window that view back at the allay. Inside the room, was a old bed, with a table and a chair. To the right a closet, that seemed that was the home of few bugs. There was also a bathroom on her left. She walked into the room opening the window. "This one surely needs to be cleaned." she said to herself. She cleaned the room, changing the sheets and putting her clothes at the closet. She was happy after long time she had a home to return. It was getting late soon. As she stand again at the window gazing at the open sky, missing her brother and hating being alone.
 
After his fresh kill Steven headed back into town, making sure he had no blood on him. Once he made it into town and out of the forest the sun really begun to weaken and tire him. He felt like he was going to fall asleep on the spot. "I haven't gotten any decent sleep in days. I'll crash now and wake up when the moon is out." He said to himself. He made his way back into the inn. He asked the keeper for a room and paid up. Without hesitation he made his way up into his room, locked his door and fell asleep on the soft bed waiting for moonlight. The fresh blood inside of him did'nt hurt either.
 
Anabel was looking at the sky until it got late. Before the bookstore close she walked down to take the keys from the bookstore owner as she would open at the morning the bookstore. She run again upstairs. It was like a peaceful dream she was always hunting all her life. And now she had a job and a place to stay. But would it last. She always love the wild, and sleeping outside traveling with out having any home. But for the time being she agreed to settle. Though there was another reason behind it, she still could fill a strange aura. There was a vampire around and she knew it. She wouldn't leave this city until she would found him.
 
As the sun begun to set and night begun to fall upon the land agian the moonlight begun to shine through Steven's window. He immediately got out of bed fully refreshed. Once agian with the nighttime in conquction with the blood his strength retured to him. He doubled checked the reports and notes hes been talking and surveyed the town from his window. "Now I got your number you batard." Steven without a word left the inn ignoring any comments or grettings. He begun to walk out the inn and smirked. He said to himself. "I enjoy a good hunt."
 
The next morning Anabel opened the bookstore. She even got fresh bread and coffee from the bakery next door. Everything seemed as big change in her life. where were those days she was running into the unknown taking heads and killing monsters. She has seen too much of violence since she was a child. She needed a break. But still she always had her crossbow with her. She was always looking for more of them. The blood of a huntress was still living in her. What ever she did, haunting them down was her job. She sipped her coffee thinking of those things.
 
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