Samantha had quickly wearied of the school routine. It was a miracle in itself that she possessed even a fraction of the discipline it took to get her to school nine days out of ten. The people in this town were so fake to her, she knew every person she met had no idea of reality as she saw it. She knew they were luckier for it and she despised and envied every one of them. She was sure ignorance was a sweet refuge she'd never been allowed.
So it was no surprise that she found herself straying from her Geology homework to prowl the darkness, stake tucked in the back of a snug pair of jeans. She loved the dark, the way most people loved meadows and beaches. She could slip in between shadows, and lately she'd found she could see where others couldn't, she liked that, she could see them but they couldn't see her.
She hunted the same way she always had, light on her feet and yet grounded in every step, sliding between trees and inching along crypts, using the graveyard's natural and man made terrain to her advantage. The first few vampires were guiltless, unsuspecting creatures in the wrong place at the wrong time, but the fourth she came across wasn't alone, and her companion definitely had a pulse.
She followed them quietly, cocking her head and watching the exchange with a certain amount of interest, listening to the vampiress draw him out. She recognized the game, and almost chuckled at the scene. Men could be so-
Samantha was startled into action as the vampire went in for the kill early, and was on top of the couple inside a moment. She elbowed her target to the ground and spit on the ground as the bony, taller blonde circled the slayer, twitching a shoulder as a silent come on. The vampire sneered. "What, the girlfriend?"
She made a face. "Seriously? I am so out of his league." She ducked a punch and followed up with one of her own, merciless and efficient. The fight only lasted a few minutes before dust exploded around Sam's stake and she turned to look reproachfully at the twitching, skinny young virgin who was huddled against a headstone, but ultimately, unharmed.