Twisted Game

They're everywhere. She's surrounded by murderous creatures, snarling and clawing, thristing to kill. Piper is the 'monkey-in-the-middle' of this sick and twisted game. But she sucks up her fear and gets in her well-practiced stance. She pulls out her black wooden blade and takes aim. Swoosh! Right into the vamps heart. The Night Creature freezes and falls to the dirt with a thud. The others just keep on growling. They move in closer. "Back off or all of you will end up like him." Piper points down to the already-decaying body without moving her eyes from the angery mob.

"You really think you can kill my kind with that pathetic thing?? You have got to be kidding." a gray werewolf snaps at her.

"No. But i think i can kill you with this." Piper pulls out a pure silver knife from the inside of her boot, and strikes the werewolf in his abdomen. Before dropping to the ground to join his friend in hell, he changes back into his human form. And that's the exact moment Piper realizes who shejust slaughtered.