Striger Slays Vintage

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The big day was finally here. The town of Rongstar was roaring with migrants from all over the underworld. For almost a whole year both vampire and humans have been waiting for this moment to commence. It was a contest between vampires and humans. Unlike any other, the fate of the universe counted on this fight, for it is in this fight, which will determine which race will rule the entire universe. Both sides have been eagerly waiting.

A full moon appeared, setting ablaze the night sky with a milky glow which illuminated all land creating large disturbing shadows .The contenders were Striger, the vampire slayer, and Vintage, a hybrid of both vampires and humans. Vintage was an exception to all, other, vampires. Unlike the rest of the vampires, he is able to withstand the vast intensity of the sun’s light. He was a champion in the world he knew of however, this time it was different, this time he was up against a brutal, ferocious, killer named Striger. Striger lacked on strength, when compared to vintage, however his skills and tactics will be far beneficial.

The ancient underworld ruler stood upright and commenced, ‘the time is finally here. With my blood, I sacrifice, let this fight begin!’

Shortly after the speech, a noise from the distance came to life, ‘Boooom!!!’ The fight had commenced. Striger moved in swiftly towards vintage. At this moment, his heart had pounded so violently he could hear every pulse running through his body. Vintage gazed at his opponent and then moved cautiously. When Vintage was close enough to Striger, he sensed his advantage and threw a heavy right blow aimed towards his opponents’ upper jaw. Striger swiftly moved around in order to escape the blow. Vintage was now open. Striger saw an op...

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...ng so, he began roaring and screaming, in order to build excitement from the crowd. What a mistake this was. As he was exciting the crowd he gave crucial seconds to his opponent. As soon as Striger recovered, he was in search of the knife. It was the same knife which caused drastic cuts onto him. It was only an arms length away. Striger stretched out his hand and grabbed reaching the tip of the blade. With his finger tip he pushed back the knife towards himself and then grabbed on to it firmly. Vintage stood not so far of from where Striger laid. The wounded Striger was now up and in search of Vintage. As soon as he found caught up with him he pounced onto him as a lion leaps over it’s pray and stabbed him right across his neck. Blood was flushing out of the neck as though it was an open tap. Vintage sucked in his last breath and then feel fast to the ground, dead.

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