The Slayer
"Hello gorgeous. How are you?" he continued on,
"Your face could inspire poets to write many a sweet song."
"I know that you're evil," she responded in a somewhat bored tone.
"You shouldn't kill others because,.. well that's just wrong."
He sensed no fear in her, but could see she was very aware of him.
He smiled revealing his fangs with a most demonic grin.
"You are correct my dear. I am one not to be trusted."
She drove a wooden stake through his heart and the vampire was dusted.
She then shouted aloud with her strongest voice,
"Be gone all you vampires! You haven't a choice!
I very much too, much like all of you, am a very dirty and unfair player.
None of you stand a chance against me. Be gone vampires! Flee,
or suffer my wrath, for I am the chosen one, The Vampire Slayer."
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