New start of a year (An Anita Blake Vampire story, From Circus of the Damned)

It was a wind swept night, trees rustling. The air smelled of the dead. Blood was drying on my skin and cloths. My duties were done for the night, so I stood alone, on the top of Moory Grave Hill. Over a hundred old, chipped graves stones lie around me, bearing names of lost loved one's. A Claire Roberts stone lay, broken in half at my feet. The dirt above her grave was unsettled, seeing as she had just returned to her coffin. Claire Roberts was a young woman who died in the 1940's. She had to be risen, for reasons I did not find out, as I had walked away so the family could do there business. No skin was on her body. She was only a skeletal figure with small taters of clothing. 1

You saw no expression on her face when I told her she was dead and I had to put her back in the ground. She merely waved her bony hand at me to acknowledge that she understood. The family had gone, and I was alone on this ghostly night. The moon peaked around a grey cloud, then hid again. Clouds covered the midnight blue sky, telling me rain was soon to come. I made my way down the hill to my car. 2

A gust of forceful wind hit me whipping my hair all over. A figure stood in front of my car. It loomed over me, as I slowly approached it. The face of a man was shown in the moonlight, it was Edward.3

"What do you want Edward?" I asked, sounding tired.4

"You lied to me, Anita. Alejandro is not the master of the city!" He said in a short voice. 5

"I never said he was the Master, I merely told you he was old and powerful." I smirked at that.6

Edward reached out to grab me, but I pulled away. He lunged, but I ran. I made it to the trees next to the graveyard. I pulled out my Browning and readied myself to shoot. Edwards voice rang out in the night "I will get the name of the Master, Anita, I will. And this time I wont care if I have to torture you to death to get the name. I will finish my job, I will." A twig broke on the ground near me. 7

I peered around the tree to see Edward, back turned to me. I fired at him, in the lower back. It hit, right under the left shoulder blade. He hit the ground and I ran.8

I made it to my car, climbed in and sped away. Edward would have killed me, shit. If I had not of acted right away. But, I hope he's not dead. If I killed him... God this in going to be a shit year. I can tell.9