The Slayers Busy Night!

The adrenaline pumped as the stake went in

wishing she could share the kill.

Tias face lit up with a triumphant grin

a long night she  felt the fatigue.

As the dust lay at her leather clad feet

it was the vampire it looked neat.

 

The sector was large that she patrolled

it would be good not to be alone.

Vampires increasing at a rapid rate

an epidemic her watcher said!

Their blood hunger raising the toll

placing more pressure on her role!

 

In the distance her eyes saw a figure

tension gripped her athletic body.

On her guard with stealth approaching

there stood a tall lean young man.

Somehow there was no fear as he spoke

standing in a long black cloak.

 

He to was a slayer from another place

tracking a band of roaming vampires.

Also finding it was getting harder to cope

not wanting to trespass.

They both were attracted to each other

more like a sister and brother.

 

After a very long and restful discussion

they became aware of movement.

In a flash they were attacked from behind

six vampires after their blood.

But their skill together destroyed five

as the sun rose they were alive.

 

Exhausted but thrilled parting company

a new team had been born.

Knowing each had to stay on their own

there was somebody to call upon.

Heading back for her well-earned sleep

never asked his name it would keep.

 

The vampire that had just got away from the fight

swore he would find them again one night!

 

The Foureyed Poet.