[Quest] The Hunters and the Hunted.

[Victor Wolfe]

"Well looks like my vacation is turning out to be a hunting trip, just as planned" he thought to himself as he burst forward catching up with the gore covered girl, Only looking back to admire just how much of a mess she had made of the Alley. He could almost hear the screams of terror of who ever happened to stumble upon that piece of fine art. Or who knows maybe they would just shrug it off as another monster attack and go about their day. He hoped for the former, "a life where murder does not have an impact on people is not one worth living” he nodded to himself as if confirming one of his deepest beliefs.
 
Although he did not mind following behind his new acquaintance; after all the view was rather pleasing to the eye and the trail of blood her footprints left behind did make him chuckle, he decided that it would be better to walk beside her and get to know just who it was that he would be working with. Looking around before addressing her he admired how pretty this little town actually was, compared to the zombie filled swamps the shady alleyways and dark streets where a far more fitting. Then he remembered all those stories of serial killers stalking people and spilling their organs all over places like this, what would they do if they ran into a person like that? He then looked back and forth between himself and Gabriella both their outfits stained with blood "befriend them or kill them, either way I doubt it would be the outcome they expected" he chuckled at the thought drawing a funny look from his companion. 
 
Thinking about what he knew about the woman he was now following he realized that he had some rather large gaps in his knowledge , for all he knew she could be leading him into a trap just like the poor bastard before him. What he did know was that she was almost inhumanly strong, cracking a man's skull so easily, and that she had a taste for human blood. The fact that she could talk so well and seemed like a normal human confused him, maybe some kind of vampire? Too smart to be a zombie, the only ones he had met so far had either groaned at him and tried to eat his flesh, or tried to convert him to a death cult. So Zombie was ruled out given that she clearly possessed some capacity to think. Vampire it must be, he just hoped that the sun would not rise and turn her to a pile of ash, such a waste of good sadism that would be. 
 
Finally deciding to start a conversation he coughed to catch her attention from her determined walk and asked whatever questions came to mind. "So how does such a lovely maiden find herself in the business of contract killing? Did they kidnap you as a kid and teach you to love every spilled drop of blood like it was your first born? How long have you been in this world? Did the smiling child invite you here or did someone else summon you? Are you single?" Victor stuttered not meaning to ask the last question and deciding to try to bury it in even more questions “So how are lycanthropes in this world? It's not going to try to convince me on the benefits of a vegan diet is it? Also what did that moron back there do to deserve having his best friend bitten off like that? Would be good to know as I would not like to make the same mistake."  He asked all of this with a look of genuine curiosity, after all she was one of the few people who had not tried to kill him almost immediately after they had met, and her story intrigued him.