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

"What are you doing?" Ambrogio asked as he caught Tanya's fist.

However, she didn't answer. Well, she did. But she did it with her fists. Again. And again. And again. It was as if she was pouring all the frustration towards him somehow.

Ambrogio was annoyed. Extremely annoyed by taking all these swings. Like, it wasn't hitting him in any way, shape or form, but it still was irritating as fuck.

Once the frustration got to the threshold, the vampire not only grabbed her fist, but flanged her aside like she was nothing.

"As I said, what the hell are you doing?" Ambrogio was legit furious as he asked that question.

For a second right there, it looked as if Tanya wasn't listening to anything that he said. She looked as if she just wanted to get at least one hit on him. But once Ambrogio slapped the living shit out of her face, she came back from her trance-like state.

I can't.