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Warrior

I am a warrior the female warrior of my people and the protector of innocent my name is Katrina Connor I am immortal I live in the big apple. Back in the old days in my village in Ireland the fighting skills would get pasted from father to son when the son became of age but since my father had all girls and I’m the oldest he taught me his fighting skills. I have two sister they are twins Lana and Lara they still live in the village obeying the rules to stay hidden to no one finds out immortal beings exist. I am close to 400 years old but I look like I’m in my early 20’s I have brown colored hair that is down to my waist that has blonde streaks in it I’m average height I weigh 120 pounds I have an athletic build I have hazel eyes that have a sparkle to them I’m tan year around I have an Irish accent since I was raised in Ireland. I have two tattoos one on my upper arm of a Japanese symbol that means warrior and the other is on my lower back of a black scorpion.

The humans don’t know that immortal being exist in the village in Ireland you were to stay in the village perimeter not able to leave the village. Not me though I got out of there as quick as I could I never was the rule follower type of person. I use what my father taught me to protect the innocent people of New York City from what lurks in the darkness of night like demons, vampires, werewolves and other creatures. I’m a skilled fighter a warrior I was born to fight and I will breathe my last breath in battle.

I have lived in the big apple for about over 50 years but I’ve been out on my own for a few hundred years. Tonight I’m dressed in black jeans, black tank top with my favorite black leather jacket and black hell boots my hair is braided. At night I prowl the rooftops looking for someone in trouble then I hear the sound I was listening for a scream of someone in trouble there’s always someone in trouble in this city. I run faster then a normal human would be able to run my hearing is better eyesight more keen and my hair has a mind of its own it moves on its own with my thoughts of what I want it to do but up close you would swear I’m just a normal woman. I run to where I heard the scream there I see a vampire trying to suck the life out of a helpless teenage girl. I jump down from the rooftop and land on the street below on my feet I walk up to him and say “Jerome I thought we went through this last time no more blood from humans animal blood from now on” he says “oh Katrina I can’t help it the taste of there blood is just so much sweeter then that yucky animal blood.” I take out my Sais offensive weapons for killing I twirl them in my hands ready for a fight Jerome lets go of the girl she runs off in terror. He says “now look what you did my dinner’s getting away you owe me dinner now” I say “not if your dead I don’t and besides I’d never buy you dinner if my life depended on it.” He jumps towards me with great strength I land a kick upside he face I move with great speed, grace and efficiency and one of my Sais cuts his face he reaches up and wipes blood from the cut and licks it off his fingers. I land some blows to his face and some kicks I even managed to plunge one of the Sais into his chest he has gotten in a good few punches and kicks I’m alittle bloody but its nothing compared to him. I take a stake out of my boot with a strand of my long hair that had fallen loose as he runs towards me trying to tackle me we land on the cement I get on top of him and stick the wooden stake into his heart and he turns to dust.

I’d met Jerome maybe 5 years ago I’d spared his life the last time he attacked someone I’d allowed him to live if he stayed off human blood he agreed and we became acquiescence not really friends just someone I knew he was a good undead guy and a pretty damn fine fighter he’d helped me out of a few jams before but he was still a vampire I guess being fighting the temptation became too much for him to bare but I feel no remorse for killing him. If I hadn’t he would have killed that girl and just couldn’t have that cause I’d be going against what I stand for protector of the innocent. I jump from rooftop to rooftop till I get to my apartment building I climb in through the window that’s in my living room my friend Adrianna jumps and flies up and then back down as I come in through the window. She says “fuck I wish you wouldn’t do that why can’t you use a door like a normal person by the way how’d it go tonight?” I say “ sorry for startling you I’m not normal and either are you for that matter things went ok had to kill Jerome he was back on human blood again what are you doing in my apartment anyways” she says “too bad he was actually kind cute and I know were not normal you’re an immortal and I’m a fairy but not one of those factionary fairies that author’s write about that they think are short and tiny anyways I just came by to see if you wanted to do something tonight maybe catch a movie or something”

see Adrianna is a fairy she also has fighting skills she is magical she can glamour herself to go out and blend with humans she’s like 300 years old fairies live to be about 1,000 years old she looks like she’s in her mid 20’s yeah she does have pointy ears. She has long black colored hair with blue streaks in it that’s alittle above her waist she’s athletically build she weights 118 pounds she’s a thin thing she has pale skin and she has bright blue eyes. I tell her “not tonight its been a long damn night but maybe another night or maybe tomorrow during the day” she says “ok then well make a day of it tomorrow I’ll see you laters” I say “alright see you tomorrow” she waves as she leaves my apartment.