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Chapter 6

Maeve was upset over last night. To her, vampire hunters only existed in horror stories. They were menacing, evil humans that heartlessly kill vampires just for the sheer reason that vampires aren't human. That man, Victor Donovan, was different than that. He was kind and chivalrous; protecting people from harm. There would be no way that he could be a person like that. Yet her brother gave a testimony to her father and mother that he was a hunter from legend. What was she to believe? Her time spent with Victor told her that he was a kind man who wanted to protect. Yet her brother's grievous wounds told her otherwise...
“How could this be,” she thought to herself. “He didn't appear to be like this when I was with him... Was it all a ruse? No. He would never do that kind of thing to a woman. He has a chivalrous nature to him, it would be impossible for him to do that.”
Maeve got up from her bed and walked to the bathroom. It was after sunset, so she had to do her “morning” routine. She washed her long black hair and brushed it afterwards. She then threw on another long black gown, and walked downstairs. She went to the kitchen, where she found her sister Maria making a meal. Since her vampire powers have not awakened yet, she had to eat human food.
“Good morning, sister,” Maria said when she saw Maeve enter.
“Hey Maria,” she replied groggily. “How did you sleep?”
“I believe I slept well. You, however, did not sleep well did you?” Maria said quietly.
“Not really.” Maeve walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out what looked a glass milk bottle filled with blood. She sat at the table and poured herself a glass. Her sister sat down next to her as she took a sip.
“What is wrong, sister?” Maria asked. She seemed a little worried for her beloved sister.
“You wouldn't understand. Just grown-up stuff,” Maeve replied, depressed.
“It's about that man you met, Victor, isn't it?” she said softly.
“Wha... How did you know?” Maeve asked, shocked.
“I overheard mother and father talking about him last night. It seems that he is a vampire hunter from the legends.” Maria responded.
“So you know then,” she said quietly. “I don't believe it. How could a wonderful gentleman like Victor be like that? It can't be true... It just...”
“People can hide their true forms. We vampires walk the streets in search of a decent meal, yet we look just like the humans do to hide in their crowds. There is a possibility that Victor hid his true form from you to get close to us and hunt us down.”
“But Maria,” Maeve said. “He was a wonderful person, we talked for hours, we spent time with each other. He's...”
“He may not be the man you think he is.” Maria said coldly.
“Maria!” Maeve said angrily.
“I apologize.” she said softly. “I should not have said it like that.”
“No, no. You might be right... I'm sorry I snapped at you.” Maeve replied. She finished her glass, then got up and started to walk out from the kitchen.
“Where are you going?” Maria asked.
“I just... need some fresh air, that's all.” Maeve said back. “See you later Maria!” She started to walk out of the door.
“Sister, don't forget about...” But before Maria finished, Maeve was already out the door.

Maeve was different from normal vampires. Normal vampires couldn't wait for their powers to awaken. She on the other hand dreaded that day. She enjoyed playing with the other kids. She enjoyed life in the daylight. When she was younger, she enjoyed going to school and seeing her friends. That all changed, however, a couple of days after she turned 11.
It was a beautiful outside on that day. She had just finished class, and was walking to her house. Then suddenly, she started to feel extremely hot; almost like she was burning up. Then she looked at her arm to see that she was burning up! She ran to the shade of a building and looked at her arm. The sunlight was slowly burning her skin. She threw on a jacket that she had with her, and hid her face with her book bag. She made it home with only minimal skin damage. After a few minutes of being in her dark house, she noticed that her arms had healed completely from the damage.
She tried to hide her changes by wearing long sleeved shirts, long pants, gloves and a hat. But after a while, the sun did more and more damage as she went. Soon, her eyes couldn't handle sunlight. But the last straw was when she tried to eat human food. It tasted like she was eating sand. When she realized this, she started crying loudly. It woke up her parents and siblings. When they found her crying at the table, her parents were mad at her for waking them up. But when they saw what was going on, they were overjoyed. Their little girl had finally grown up. However, to Maeve, this was her worst nightmare come true.

Maeve soon found herself in the park. She was deeply troubled over the night before. That human, Victor Donovan, made her feel like she was normal. He was a wonderful man; treating her like an angel. There was no way he could do any harm to others. And yet...
“Miss St. Clair. It is a pleasure to see you again.” Maeve whirled around to see Victor standing right behind her. He was in his usual clothes; however, he did not have any visible weapons on him.
“Um... Hello again!” She was surprised, as well as a little worried. Then again, any vampire staring at a hunter would be a little frightened. “How are you this evening?”
“I am well.” Victor replied. “I just thought I would get a little exercise tonight. How about yourself?”
“Never better! Never better!” She laughed a little. Now she was trying to hide her fear on purpose.
“Are you alright? You look pale... Is there something wrong?” Victor asked, concerned.
“Well...” Maeve was reluctant to say what was on her mind. “There is something on my mind...”
“Well, you said yourself that it is better to talk than to hold it in. What is it?”
Maeve was very nervous. “Victor... I was wondering... Are you... a vampire hunter?'
Victor paused for a moment. “Yes, I am. Why do you ask?”
“Well... it explains the whole 'protecting the people' occupation. I just wanted to know...”
Victor looked away for a bit, then looked at Maeve again. “I would have told you when you asked, but I wasn't sure you would believe me.”
“I believe you...” She was still nervous.
“Miss St. Clair. Will you walk with me? The night is still new, and I would like to talk with you more.” Victor said.
“Yes... I would enjoy that,” she replied. They started walking together. After a couple of minutes of silence, Maeve wanted to know more.
“So Victor, What made you become a vampire hunter?” she asked.
Victor's face turned into a serious one. He looked almost angry.
“Umm... you don't have to tell me if you don't...”
“It is all right. I guess I can't hide it forever...” Victor said reluctantly. They sat down on a park bench, and Victor began his story.