"So son its time to talk about the people and the bats..." I nod, its been 18 years struggling with mold and allergy's, my dad continues "You know about vampires right? Well they struggle with churches and have an allergic reaction to garlic... a sharpened cross to the heart causes death." I become aware of the man in the corner in the corner holding a cross with a sharpened tip that no-one has noticed. He continues "We are vampires" The man smiles and launches at dad, stabbing his back and I notice my dads sharp canine. My dad evaporates and I scream as my mom launches at his neck but he cuts her and her hand boils up and without thinking I launch and bite his neck. He screams and drops his cross and he jostles at his belt and I see a vile of water. My mom swipes with her non boiled hand knocking the vial across the room and he pulls something out. I suck the blood eyes widening at the taste and he wipes something on me and I scream as my skin inflates. My mom yells to wash it off in the sink and I do that and I hear her scream and I launch in biting his back and I feel my hate grow and grow and I feel pins and needles in my finger tips, I look and there sharpening. I sink my teeth and claws into his back, he's un able to defend and my mom takes her chance to grab the cross and stab him. I suck him till he's pale white then wipe my mouth, I examine my mom and her face is completely swelled up. I grab her and cry. The next hunter was 15 months later and she used a crossbow to shoot crosses at vampires. I found her on a roof top hunting. I knew when I saw the cross collection who she was. At this point I discovered my bat dash ability, I dashed and bit into her neck guard she whirled around aiming the bow at me and so I kicked her off the building. Vampire hunters don't think about those dangers. The latest was 16 years after I became an orphan. They had a cross sword, these people always make me laugh, He was easy. All he had was a sword and so I grabbed it the fed on his blood until he died.