And, as I hate to break with tradition.... THE PRELUDE! (I always lead off a fanfic thread with a posted prelude, just to give you a sample of what is coming
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Just as a note, this story DOES contain characters from Dark Rising and Darkness Falls, so I would suggest going to read them. It, however, DOES NOT occur in the same UNIVERSE as my previous fanfictions. I just love the characters so much I can't leave em behind
Another common practice is to always have reader input. So feel free to post comments, reactions, questions, etc at the end of each chapter. It helps me build as a writer, so I appreciate any input I get
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BloodRayne: The Cold of Night
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Prelude:
The wind blew, cold, hard, howling like a lonely wolf as it blew across the barren rooftops. Winter's chill took hold of all caught in its icy breath, as they hurried along the sidewalks, hands thrust deep into coat pockets, collars turned up, toques pulled low over foreheads. They scurried towards whatever warm haven waited for them, be it with family in front of a fireplace, a hot bath yet to be pulled, or a bed waiting to embrace them in its comforting sheets.
She watched, eyes squinted slightly against the howling wind. Her hip-length red hair snapped off to her side, a fire-red flag of her presence. With eyes of unnatural red, she sought out her target, scanning everyone in the street forty feet below her. Her earpiece crackled, loud despite the mournful wail of winter's breath.
"I'm here," she muttered, her left hand cupping the earpiece, protecting the boom mic so that her voice would be heard. "Negative on target contact."
"Roger," came the muttered reply, a dark, steely, yet strong female voice. Her sister's voice. A voice that matched the darkness of her soul when she participated in the hunt.
A sudden strong gust snapped the fire-red hair straight out the side, allowing the hair ribbons within to flutter free for but a second, before the gust died down. The eyes of unnatural red continued scanning.
There. Leaving the hotel. "Contact, Hotel de Marquis. Rangers toque, red jacket."
Her earpiece clicked twice in response, as her sister settled down behind her weapon, her mind sharp as a razor, her senses doubly so.
Mindful to stay out of sight, she jumped the 40 feet off the side of the building into the narrow alleyway, the heels of her boots straining under the weight of the landing. She was dressed to blend in tonight, not in her combat uniform. It felt... weird. With a shrug, she exited the alley, her coat tails picking up in the wind as she flipped up her own collar, the snap as the leather collar stood up matching the silent *huff* of the bullet passing overhead.
A scream down the road, a smile spreading on her face. Fangs flashed briefly, eyes glowed slightly, a quick lick of the lips. So began the hunt.
Bloodrayne was back in town.
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Help
I do have DF and DR part I on my hard drive, I would love it if anyone had DR part II they could send me, I lost it a while back in a hard drive crash.
I am so sorry to disappoint the people that used to read me (goes to corner and cries)
WOW is it draining to write 600,000 word novels 
I'm a horrible example, I know ._.
