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

There was another stream of silence when they walked after listening to what Zinbad had to say. However, yet again, it was Abel who broke the silence.

"Hey, hey, hey! I don't get one thing! I mean, I tried dwelling over it for a long time, but I still don't get one thing!" He cried.

"Then ask away. I mean, there's no use dwelling over something for a very long time, you know?" Zinbad shrugged.

"Ok… What the hell did I do to make you hate me?" He asked. He was thinking about it the entire journey to the point that he couldn't handle it.

"Ah, don't you think it is a bit of a personal question to ask? Like, I'm not actually comfortable in saying that stuff out loud, you know?" Zinbad shook his head in dismay as he said that.

"Well, why did you even speak about your hate locker then? I mean, my mind wouldn't have acted out like this if you hadn't spoken of it." Abel sighed.

"I mean, you were the one who forced it out of me." Zinbad shrugged.

Another beggar-looking guy!