THE BLOOD OF THE REBORN

Ava stood alone in the darkness, her eyes scanning the empty streets for any sign of movement. The city was quiet, too quiet. She knew that it was only a matter of time before the vampires appeared, their cold, calculating eyes fixed on their next prey.

Ava had been preparing for this moment for weeks, honing her skills, sharpening her weapons. She had never been one for violence, but the vampires had forced her hand. They had taken so much from this city, from the innocent humans who called it home.