@nigrum-animae gets a half-plotted starter
Sitting on the hood of her truck, Jo let out a heavy sigh as she watched the ramshackle house through the trees. Vampires. She really hated vampires. Easy enough to kill, sure, but decapitation was so messy.
“Alright, looks like there’s only six of them,” Jo told her partner for the day, looking to Micah for a moment. “Should be easy enough. Small nest. Unless they’re hiding more in there...” She hopped off the hood of her truck and moved to strap her machete to her thigh. A variety of weapons were already stashed on her person, favorite pistol in a hidden holster, Dad’s iron blade in her pocket, a hunting knife in one boot with a smaller pistol in the other. A little overboard? Maybe. But that was what she carried daily.
“Ready?”
