"Ok, let me get this straight. That guy was a vampire and you're a vampire hunter???"
The young woman's voice quickly rose in pitch and volume as she struggled to contain her hysteria. She had a vague memory of looking up at this guy and then the next thing she knows, she's on her knees with her pants and panties around her ankles and she can tell she's been thoroughly fucked, but she doesn't remember any of it.
"Take a deep breath or two and try to calm yourself. I will explain as best I can."
The young woman took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to relax and not run screaming down the alleyway. She sighed and looked at the woman again. What she saw was a tall, blond haired woman with light colored eyes, dressed in a black, form fitting bodysuit that emphasized her long legs and well-endowed chest.
She sighed deeply and said "Ok, so explain already."
The woman smiled slightly and said, "As I told you, my name is Elena. I hunt vampires. I'm hoping you'll agree that there are vampires since you were just mentally controlled into having sex with one and you saw what was left of his body after I shot him."
The woman shuddered and nodded. "Can't argue with that, as much as I wish I could."
Elena nodded in understanding. "I don't blame you there. I wish they didn't exist either, but they do. What's your name?"
"My name is Marcie. How did you know he was a vampire?"
Selene smiled and took a small cylindrical device from her pocket. "With this little guy right here. By looking through it, I can see whether or not a person is radiating any body heat. No body heat means it's a vampire. An associate of mine makes them for me, along with my other tools."
Marcie nodded and looked down at Elena's crossbow. "Did they make that for you too?"
"Yes, among other weapons specifically designed to kill vampires."
Marcie eyed her rescuer questioningly. "So, how exactly did you wind up becoming a vampire hunter anyway? And how'd you know they existed to begin with?"
Elena thought for a moment, then said "Let me give you a ride home so you can clean yourself up and then I'll tell you about it. My car's parked nearby."
...
Elena was relaxing in a recliner, checking her crossbow's mechanism when Marcie came out of the bathroom, wrapped up in a thick robe.
"How do you feel?"
Marcie considered a moment, then shrugged. "I'm not sure it's really sunk in yet, but I think I'm alright. I know he had sex with me because I can physically feel it, but mentally and emotionally, it's like it happened to someone else. I don't remember it happening so it's hard to consider."
Elena nodded. "That may be a good thing, strange as that may sound. By not remembering it, you don't have the psychological trauma that usually goes with rape. You'll never remember it either by the way. Vampire compulsions always block a person's memory."
Marcie flopped down on her couch and sighed. "Well I suppose that's a good thing. So, out with it. How did you become a vampire hunter?"
Elena sighed and looked away, then quietly began to speak.
"I found out about vampires in a way even worse than you did. I was a senior in high school 15 years ago, just a kid looking forward to graduation, going to college and heading out into the world. It was just my mom and I, since my dad died from cancer when I was about 10. Fortunately, he had taken out a good sized insurance policy before his death, so mom and I were ok financially. We weren't rich, but we were ok."
Elena's face noticeably saddened as she went on.
"One night I had come home late from my job at the mall and I heard something from my mom's room. Something that definitely didn't sound right. It made me nervous, so I quietly walked down the hall towards my mother's room. I froze as I looked through the doorway. My mother was naked, sitting on a man's lap as she faced him. I could see his cock was still thrust up inside of her. Her head was tipped back and I could see his fangs buried in the side of her neck."
Marcie shuddered at the thought, but didn't say a word as Elena continued.
"I must have gasped or made some kind of sound, because he looked up and saw me. He smiled at me and told me to come to him, but I didn't. I just stood there, frozen in terror. When I didn't come to him, he scowled and stood up, tossing my mother's body aside as if she was no more than a rag doll. He lunged towards me, moving so fast it's hard to even describe. His body slammed into mine and I thought I was going to die."
Elena's voice trailed off for a moment, and then she smiled faintly and looked at Marcie.
"Would you believe a pencil saved my life?"
Marcie looked at her in surprise. "A pencil??? Seriously, a pencil??"
Elena smiled in amusement and nodded, then continued her story.
"When I first got home, I started to write down some stuff that I needed to remember to take to school. When I heard the noise from my mother's room, I forgot to set the pencil down and just carried it with me. When the vampire slammed into me, the force of it drove the tip of the pencil through his chest and into his heart. It was enough to kill him and he turned to ash just like the one in the alley did."
Marcie smiled. "So, the pencil saved the day huh? What happened to your mother?"
Elena sighed. "She was dead by the time I got to her. It looked like the vampire had almost drained her completely by the time I interrupted them."
"I'm so sorry for your loss." Marcie said. "So what did you do then?"