Jess found herself staring at the shining, sharp tip of an unusual arrow. A red haired woman was behind it. She seemed to be slender and light, almost flexible. But her shoulder length red hair and hypnotizing green eyes caught most of the attention, because they were close together, and they both shined softly in the glow of the moonlight. It would have reminded the young vampire of the Christmas season, if she were not staring at a person with an intent to shoot.

“Suspicious, isn’t it,” the woman spoke, glaring directly into the performer’s eyes, “finding you looming over a dead girl after performing tricks no human could conceive?”

At that point, a few different trains of thought had begun running through her minds. She could tell the truth, but circumstances surrounding the situation would twist it into a lie. She could also run, but if this person was some sort of demon hunter or vampire hunter, then no way would she give up on a pretty little score. And then, there was always the chance that this ‘hunter’ could be a demon in disguise, pretending to be one so that it would throw suspicions off of her and unto anyone she chooses.

Those several trains of thoughts arrived at different conclusions. Jessica could throw a random illusion into the ring and then bolt for all she was worth. She also could tell the truth--‘the truth’ being that she just found the body, and she’s just a performer; maybe it would shake the woman a bit and reconsider the situation. However, there’s also the chance that this is a vampire or demon just pretending to be a hunter, so Jess could attack…but there was also the part about not knowing how powerful she was, or if she was not powerful at all.

“Miss…” she began to respond to the question, “It’s…not what it looks like. I’m just a performer. And I found that body here.”

It seemed that the glare from the woman had increased, as if she were saying a sarcastic; “Sure, right.”

That was hint enough for Jessica. The woman that stood in front of her was a determined hunter, so convincing her that she was not a vampire may prove to be the wrong course of action. Jess sighed, convinced that the only way out would be to run, in any direction, on any road, as long as it took her far away from here.

Rain would protect me, wouldn’t he…?

Her mind fluttered about, falling on a line that she dismissed immediately, since it was no time to think such thoughts.

An arrow stuck out of her forehead as blood slowly ran down. The body of the performer fell limp, landing hard in the dusty alleyway. The red-haired woman gasped, looking down at her nocked arrow, making sure that she had not fired it. But she hadn’t. No arrow had been fired, and no one had been hit. A simple illusion thought up briskly on the spot, allowing a chance for the young performer to escape to the roads leading out of town, unscathed.

__________________




<Amazing signature and avatar by daughtaluff!>

["Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet"]