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the vigilante vampire and his hero

Summary:

when toolshed keeps finding bodies popping up everywhere with two signature holes in the necks, he knows someone, a vampire, is doing this. and he will find them even if its the last thing he does.

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Stan, or “Toolshed” as he was mostly called by civilians, really thought defeating all these vigilantes was pretty easy, they were all just stupid and overall most of them couldn’t fight very well, so it was easy to lock em all up most of the time. they only really committed crimes like robbing stores and stuff anyway, never something this..real.
he had been following this trail of murders for a while now. murders. he hadn’t had to deal with something this serious before. it was..confusing to say the least.
all the bodies looked like the life was sucked out of them. all incredibly pale, even the autopsies that were preformed concluded there was no blood in their systems whatsoever. it was so strange. all the victims had one thing in common. the aforementioned two small holes in the jugular. two small holes on the neck..like a mythical vampire sucked the life out of them. but, that can’t be the truth. vampires don’t exist. right?

Stan let out a sigh, getting a radio call from Mysterion, one of his crime fighting buddies, that another body has been found, with the same signature markings. the paleness and the holes in the neck. this was a pattern. who was this person? and why were they doing this? and more importantly..why are they making the scene look like it was caused by a vampire?

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Kyle had been very hungry for a long time..he had been drinking animal blood from the farms at night, trying to suffice as a meal, but it wasn’t working. he was starving. he knew what he had to do. he had to kill a..human. eugh..such awful creatures. he knew from all the tales his mother had told him that humans are so dirty and evil, so he doesn’t mind killing one or two of them. he didn’t really have another option anyway.

A young woman was walking down the sidewalk, the time approximately 9 pm. perfect. as her footsteps increased in sound as she approached closer and closer to the vampire, he knew it was time to strike.
he slowly basked in the shadows before approaching the girl from behind, tackling her to the ground.

“SOMEBODY PLEASE H-“ the hand that covered her mouth quickly put an end to the girls pleas, feeling a sharp pain before feeling the dark crimson drip down her neck, most of it being drained by the boy behind her, very methodical about his movements. he slowly sucked the life out of the poor girl, her eyes blurry and face drowned in tears. the fighting came to a halt as the girl started to feel cold in Kyle’s arms, that signaling him that he was finished. what a delightful meal. he really couldn’t understand why he had never tried this before. he was definitely going on more trips like this again.