{"id":109,"date":"2017-09-09T18:37:20","date_gmt":"2017-09-09T18:37:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nocturnalstillness.com\/home\/?page_id=109"},"modified":"2019-03-07T21:00:47","modified_gmt":"2019-03-07T21:00:47","slug":"under-watchful-eyes-part-of-the-unnaturalverse","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/nocturnalstillness.com\/home\/short-stories\/part-of-the-unnaturalverse\/under-watchful-eyes-part-of-the-unnaturalverse\/","title":{"rendered":"Under watchful eyes &#8211; part of the UnNaturalverse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-size: 20px; font-family: remains;\">Under watchful eyes &#8211; part of the UnNaturalverse<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-family: remains; font-size: 16px;\">Victor stalked the vampire through the park. It was unusual for a vampire to not have a nest, but it didn&#8217;t matter. The vampire would die, it was simple as that. Smiling he started twirling his dagger in his fingers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t drop your guard,&#8221; a voice whispered through the ear-piece he wore.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">Victor laughed, &#8220;When have I ever?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;This isn&#8217;t a game Vicky,&#8221; the voice said sharply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">Victor winced, the hated nickname meant his partner wasn&#8217;t in a playing mood. &#8220;Fine. Can you see anything from your perch?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">There was a pause, his partner was obviously scanning the park from their high vantage point in a block of flats overlooking the park. Victor smiled even from this distance, the high-powered sniper rifle would pack a hell of a punch. It was in very capable hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;No sign of the vampire yet,&#8221; the voice sounded frustrated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;Is everything okay? You sound distracted,&#8221; Victor said annoyed with the slight hint of worry that crept into his voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;No, I&#8217;m fine. I&#8217;ve been trying to think of how to approach a subject with you that&#8217;s all.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;This is about your aunt and uncle isn&#8217;t it,&#8221; Victor guesses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">The pause on the other end is telling and Victor chuckles. &#8220;How\u00a0 did you know?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m not stalking you, I just overheard you talking to them on the phone last night. Sounded like you were planning something.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">The sigh that followed was clearly audible over the headset. &#8220;Yeah. They wanted me to invite you round for tea, my aunt and uncle wanted to finally meet you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;As long as that&#8217;s all. We can talk about that when we&#8217;re not hunting a vampire.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;Oh that is so cute. Wait till Lakota hears you&#8217;ve been worried about me,&#8221; the humor in the voice is apparent.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;Shut it,&#8221; Victor grumbles.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t be such a stick in the mud. You know I-&#8221; the voice stops just as Victor hears a twig snap to his immediate right. &#8220;Vampire!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">Victor moves before the voice even finishes, reacting as soon as he&#8217;d heard the break. The vampire launched himself at his intended prey. The hunger was clear in the vampire&#8217;s eyes. The last thing he expected was Victor to dodge the clumsy lunge. Victor grins as he steps around the vampire, the tip of his dagger carving a piece of the man as he moves.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">The vampire howls, a mixture of pain and anger. He stumbles backwards preparing to lunge a second time but again the last thing he expected was for Victor to suddenly be in his face. The vampire snarls just as Victor&#8217;s dagger finds his mark.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: remains;\">The sharp blade punches through the vampire&#8217;s sternum, piercing his heart. 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