The king of the Vampire Clan sat on his throne, Annoyed and furious. The throne room was filled with fear for everybody knew that when the king gets angry, someone dies.
“ I called you all here today because as you know, the Were’s and the SuperHumans are currently battling for the Fang.”
The whole room nodded and mumbled faint noises of acknowledgement.
“ Meanwhile we are sat here doing nothing” The king was beginning to sound angry. “The 4 way war between all of the major clans still rages on. We are losing”
The whole throne room was getting scared. Nothing good would ever come when the king gets angry.
“Recently I sent 3 different men into 3 different territories to retrieve certain objects. One of those men was killed in action. However the other two DARE DISSAPOINT ME BY RETURNING EMPTY HANDED!” The king was bellowing by now.
“Since there are two men, we shall have them fight to the death to see who is worthy of staying in my clan. Whoever wins shall remain alive”
“Enter now! RAVENARROW!”
RavenArrow stumbled into the arena. He watched the crowd with their beady eyes, waiting for someone to suffer. He heard the way they roared, enthusiastic to watch two men fight for their lives. He knew they were here to see him die. His name is unknown, they call him RavenArrow. He is a vampire. Recently sent into SuperHuman territory and barely escaped with his life. By the looks of things he is going to have to fight for his life again. He stands 6 feet tall. Short black hair. He is slim and extremely agile. That’s the norm for vampires. Raven is one of the most athletic however, trained in a specialised group. Raven walked over to his side of the arena and stared at the floor.
“ENTER NOW. SHADOW”
Raven watched his opponent walk in. He was a little taller than raven was, he had long blonde hair, hanging below the shoulders. He had the standard vampire body shape. A very typical vampire, really. Shadow stared Raven in the eye and told him that the hour of hid death was near. Raven wasn’t scared. He got ready to fight.
The walls of the arena smashed. A young superhuman walked in. Raven, still kneeling, quickly turned his head. The whole of the arena drew their weapons. The SuperHuman spoke
“Im here for the one you call RavenArrow”