Part 2) The full moon is at it's peak. It's brightness illuminates the night scape. The Werewolves stalk their prey. They aren't used to hiding in the shadows, or fog laden alleys. But, tonight they are hunting a different kind of prey. Vampires! The darkness of the shadows will give them extra coverage. They use it to their advantage.
It's 12:15: The Vampires remain perched high above on the rooftops. Beginning to feel a bit restless, Jerry, the younger of the two Vampires, decides to scour the area. " I'll be back soon enuf. I want to take a look on the South side of the building. I think I might have heard something?" Eddie is lying! He never heard anything, or even thought he may have. He is simply becoming anxious, impatient, and bored. Youth tends to have that effect on everyone, and everything.
Jerry, makes his way to the other side of the roof. Spies the streets and alleys. He sees, nor hears anything out of the ordinary, except for a stray cat prowling in the darkness, looking for a meal. Eddie feels a slight pang in his stomach. He realizes it's been a while since he's fed. His hunger for blood over comes him. He decides to feed. Jumping down from the roof top, landing silently onto the brick street, snatching up the cat in one motion. His fangs sink deep into his his prey. Time momentarily stops, as the salty-sweet taste of blood flows into the mouth of the Vampire. Jerry wipes his red glistening lips. Then decides he should get back on the roof. Just as he begins to spring up. He is attacked!
One of the Werewolves has surprised him. A deep laceration to the chest begins to trickle blood. The Vampire scoffs ate the Werewolf. The Werewolf that attacked, stands proud in front of him. Jerry, beckons the Werewolf to again attack. " The bloody wound on my chest is but a reminder of the hate my kind has for you dogged beasts. Strike again foul one! Prove to me this night, that you have the ability to kill one as mighty as myself!! Here I stand, unafraid, unflinching." The Werewolf rears up it's head into the sky, bays at the full moon, then stares down the Vampire. " If you will not come to me? I shall then come to you!" As the Vampire readies himself to confront the Werewolf. He is again attacked. This time on the back of the Vampire. A large amount of flesh is torn away from the bone. Not by the one who struck him first though. But by the other Werewolf, who had been hiding in the shadows.
The two Werewolves begin circling their enemy. One Werewolf then leaps at the wounded Vampire, but is batted away. The other awaits a split second to attack. When it does. It goes for the juggler vein, and misses. Striking nothing but air. The Vampire, although wounded, still is fast enough to feign away from the lethal claws. The Vampire backs into a wall, so as the Werewolves will not be able to again surround him. The wounds inflicted are but superficial for a Vampire. The Vampire steadies himself for another attack.
The Werewolves blood lust is evident. Simultaneously they strike. One going for the lower extremities of the body, the other for the throat. Back and forth blows are exchanged. Blood flies plentiful from all. The battle rages on. One of the Werewolves is flung a good fifty feet into the street. Not by the nearly broken younger Vampire, but by the elder one, who goes by the name of Dracula. Dracula seizes the other Werewolf by it's throat. Squeezing it's neck. Then with a snap of his wrist. Breaks the neck of one of the Werewolf's. And slams it's lifeless body to the ground. The remaining werewolf is only slightly wounded. It charges, then leaps, at the wounded Vampire. Dracula steps back. Allowing the younger Vampire to prove his worth. Giving him the pleasure of taking the life of the their final foe. The younger Vampire grabs the body of the Werewolf. Lays it's fangs into the neck, and then Snaps it's back like a twig.
Winner: The Vampires
Werewolves are powerful, cunning, ferocious, and deadly. Their abilities to hunt down their prey are well known, and admired.
Vampires are also powerful creatures. Not easily weakened. Not easily hurt. Not easily beaten. Their weaknesses are few.
Between the two creatures of the night: I think the Vampires would win every time in a battle.
Why? Both creatures are about even in power, but not in intelligence nor weakness'. The WW's were only able to inflict flesh wounds to the Vampires. A Vampire would have to be staked through the heart by the WW's to kill it. That's not very feasible. The Vampires were cunning/smart enough to stage the battle in the night. Dis-allowing the WW's to shape shift to human form. So as to not be able to hold a stake. Once the Vampires got a hold of the WW's. They were easily disposed of.
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