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Scyta.
Quin carefully walked down the corridor, heading deeper into the crypt. If anyone had been able to see him they would have said he was sneaking his way forward. Quin himself would have disagreed. Moving soundlessly and perfectly blending in with the background was just how he had been trained to walk in dangerous situation during his education as a monk.
Of course since Quin was a Master of the Order of the Iron Monk’ and held the Black Gi of the fifth degree, the question was irrelevant since nobody would have been able to see him unless he wanted them too.
He peeked around the corner and saw something moving up ahead. Probably just another skeleton.
He had arrived in a small village two days ago and heard tales that a vampire lord had taken refuge in an old abandoned crypt close to the village. The villages had been busy gathering enough gold to pay some adventurers to clear it from the undead abominations.
Quin had slipped out from the village, heading for the crypt.
It was his duty to himself and his order to fight evil where he found it. In addition, the village was poor enough as it was so he had thought that it was unnecessary for them to spend all their gold on mercenaries when he could deal with the problem.
Besides, he could use the exercise.
So far he had fought his way through hoards of skeleton warriors barely worth his notice. He had yet to see a vampire though the animated skeletons were a clear indicator that the vampires were down here.
Quin inched his way forward towards the moving shape. The shape suddenly turned around and headed away from him. He followed it down the corridor until he came to its end where an open door led in to a vault.
Looking through the door he saw what the shape was. It was a female vampire and a cute one to boot.
She was about five, five feet tall with shoulder length black hair. The hair frame her pale, almost white face giving her an unearthly beauty. She only wore a black vest and a pair of thigh leggings. The vest was held together by a single knot at her waist leaving plenty of cleavage showing. Her breasts were on the small side but what he could see of them which were a lot they looked very fine.
Her tight leggings showed off a pair of muscular legs and a firm butt so Quin had no trouble figuring out that she was very fit in addition to her powers as a vampire.
The vampire was walking back and forth in front of a large iron gate leading deeper into the crypt. All the time she was looking around herself nervously.
Quin got the feeling that she was even more uncomfortable down here than he was which was very odd considering she was a vampire. She should be used hanging out in crypts.
However, he pushed those thoughts to the back of his head. He had a mission and she wasn’t part of the solution.
He focused his Ki and crossed the room at an inhuman speed. The female vampire didn’t even know he was there before he hit her with three finger-thrusts on certain nerve centers making her collapse. Quin grabbed her neck and was just about to break it when the vampire cried out.
“Wait! Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me. I surrender. Just don’t kill me.”
Quin paused when he heard her plead. He wasn’t going to kill something that had surrendered to him in cold blood with out hearing it out. Not even an undead abomination.
“You are an abomination to the Gods. Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you right this instance.” He growled out his question.
“Because I don’t want to die!” She snapped out.
“You’re an undead. You don’t have a life to lose.”
“I might not be alive but that doesn’t mean I don’t live.”
“A valid point but you are still a member of this group of vampires that have been terrorizing the surrounding country side. For that I will kill you.”
“A reluctant member.” The vampire said resigned to herself, making Quin pause in surprise.
“What do you mean reluctant?” He asked.
“I mean that I’m only together with these monsters to survive. Look, if you let me up I’ll tell you the whole story but it’s kind of hard to do when someone is almost twisting ones neck around. I won’t try anything.”
Quin thought about it. He should kill her right now and get it over with but his curiosity took the upper hand and he let go of her. He let her sit down in front of him before speaking.
“Then tell me the story and it better be good.”
The female vampire started talking. She said her name was Alica and she had been a vampire for about one hundred and fifty years. She was a true vampire, borne from a female vampire and sired by a male one. Her parents had been hunted down when she was very young and she had been forced to survive on her own. The only help she had received was from an old blind beggar. He had also taught her the values humans have and she had since then always tried to live by them. She would find employment in small towns and villages and try to live there in peace while keeping her darker side secret. However, in the end, she was always forced to leave and sometimes it wasn’t her own choosing either.
That was what had happen the last time. She had been revealed and forced to flee in front of a lynch mob. She had hooked up with this group just to survive.
“Touching story but it’s not good enough reason why I should spare you. I’ll try to make it quick.” Quin said when she finished. He started to rise so he could kill her when she interrupted again.
“How about you just give me a head start out of this crypt while you take care of the rest. Then if you track me down later and kill me I at least got a chance.”
“As I said you haven’t given me a good enough reason yet.”
“What if I’ll help you kill the rest of vampires?” She asked.
