Jacques McCoy was a hunter. A mercenary hunter to be more specific. He was paid to 'exterminate infestations', and be was one of the best. Jacques had killed hundreds of vampires, along with a few werewolves and other 'supernaturals', all by the age of 21. He had devoted his life to it, and especially to hunting vampires. And that's why he had come to this town.
Jacques had gotten a call earlier in the week about various supposed vampire sitings in this area, along with a string of similar murders. Corpses missing large amounts of blood with only two holes in their neck. It was a dead giveaway. Jacques stared into the mirror in the motel room he had. Soon enough it would be dark. The vampires thought if was their time to hunt.
But he would show them who he real hunter was. Jacques slipped on his ski-mask that only showed his blue-green eyes. The only time he had the mask off was when he was alone or if he was working with a false name and records. The man behind the mask could not be connected to the hunter. It would leave him wide open as a target. He then put on utility straps over his grey shirt. These carried a knife, a holster with his gun, and ammo. But he didn't use normal ammo. That was rarely good enough to kill a vampire. He used splinter rounds, bullets filled with small splinters if wood. A mix of a stake and a bullet. He also had on dark grey pants, black boots, and fingerless gloves. And with that, Jacques slipped out, extremely alert and ready to fight, a determined look in his eyes.
Jacques had gotten a call earlier in the week about various supposed vampire sitings in this area, along with a string of similar murders. Corpses missing large amounts of blood with only two holes in their neck. It was a dead giveaway. Jacques stared into the mirror in the motel room he had. Soon enough it would be dark. The vampires thought if was their time to hunt.
But he would show them who he real hunter was. Jacques slipped on his ski-mask that only showed his blue-green eyes. The only time he had the mask off was when he was alone or if he was working with a false name and records. The man behind the mask could not be connected to the hunter. It would leave him wide open as a target. He then put on utility straps over his grey shirt. These carried a knife, a holster with his gun, and ammo. But he didn't use normal ammo. That was rarely good enough to kill a vampire. He used splinter rounds, bullets filled with small splinters if wood. A mix of a stake and a bullet. He also had on dark grey pants, black boots, and fingerless gloves. And with that, Jacques slipped out, extremely alert and ready to fight, a determined look in his eyes.