Broken_wing

Tanya Rogers; former police officer hailed to be one of the most skilled people in her department. Due to a sudden whim of sorts, she left the department and became a private investigator, who runs around looking for supernatural events, but to no avail.
"When will this craze of yours stop? You are not only wasting your own time and money, but mine as well. What are you doing with your life?" 
Her mother hated her for doing this. But she didn't care. She had something that her mother didn't know of- the ability to see spirits. Although people mocked her for it, she truly loved her job.
"Tanya, I need your help."
An event that caused her mother to meet up with her again; an event that paved the way to misery and tragedy in the life of the always carefree Tanya. 
An unknown man; disrupter of her life. Cause of her agony. The man that Tanya swore her revenge upon. The man that Tanya vowed to kill.
The man- a vampire. A person without a soul. A person looking to die.
A vampire looking to die and a woman looking to kill the vampire, somehow band together in a journey to find his soul to give him the eternal rest he yearned for. But where will this journey lead to? Happiness or pain?

Rise of the Spirit Maiden

"Hey!" Tanya tried to stop Hermes who was pacing past them carrying Zinbad on his shoulder.


Ambrogio stopped her from doing so. "Leave him be." 


"But…" She didn't quite like the messenger god's carefree behavior. They had a strange man and a kid in front of them, but all the God cared about was alcohol.


"Actually, follow him. These aren't the sort of guys you can handle." Ambrogio bluntly said the truth.


"You heard the man." Addison looked at Tanya. He was ready to run at any given moment.


"Yea, little girl! Listen to Mr. Ambrogio and scram. You are not needed." The little kid chimed in.


"Look who's talking!" Tanya sneered. She had made her decision already. "No! I will stay here and I'll fight alongside you! Don't underestimate me."


"Stupid! You're the one doing the underestimation. You'll fight with me? Stop joking. We'll talk like that when you are on equal footing with me." Ambrogio was angry at her stubbornness.


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