The Corrupt vs The Hunter; The beginning of war

One Cold Day...
The Vampire smiled as she walked though the cold wind. Blood on her hands. Death on the floor. As she smiled she left the guild she had destroyed by herself. She thought it would be fun and she found out she was right. She licked the blood off her hands. "God this stuff tastes horrible compared from demons!" Flora moaned as she walked on leaving on pain, death and buildings falling behind. "It's great to be me!"