quick thing i did in about 10 minutes before bed.
The night sky was a dark hue, not quite black but not quite gray. He was moving fast through the forest, with a grace that defied logic, the wind only uttering the faintest trace of his passing, even though he was fully armored. The brush upon the ground lay barely disturbed. His dark blue eyes were reflected in the strong moonlight. With unnatural sight he picked out his prey, the three guards upon the small stone wall.
The wall was short; barely rising six feet from the forest floor, but it was made of stone, and so posed a significant obstacle to any attacker. He suddenly stopped, and launched himself into the air. Simultaneously he drew a short sword, six feet of pure steel, edge wickedly sharp, pointed at the tip, from a scabbard at his right. A stabbing sword. With strength only a vampire could have, he impaled the guard with a single stroke, landing on the wall in the midst of the prey at the exact moment of impact.
It took the guards to his sides five seconds to take in what happened. Two to notice their fellow was impaled on a short sword. One to notice the armored figure in between them. and two to begin drawing their weapons. By the fourth second, the vampire had withdrawn his blade from its skin-scabbard, and had slashed left, gutting the man who had his sword half drawn and then cutting him cleanly in half. Continuing with the momentum, he pivoted on his heel and slashed right and upwards, his blade going through the other mans neck and spine altogether. A trickle of crimson ran down the blade. When he straightened, if only for a moment, he licked the blade clean, his tongue running up from hilt to tip. Then he was in motion again, leaving the three corpses to their rot, and continuing on to his next victim. The guards would not be his last kill this night. Not on Geheimnisnacht