Chloe nodded at the huntress and turned the card around in her hands, examining the elegant golden font. Vampires. Damn. She hated vampires almost as much as she hated demons. They were arrogant and cocky and always had a smell that made her stomach turn. She stood and downed the rest of her drink. "Thank you for the advice," She told the woman. "Oh and the card." She turned on her heels and headed for the door. She tossed the bartender a few bucks and let the door slam behind her.

"Damn it!" She cursed and slammed the door to her car. "I don't need help with this shit! I can do it myself!" She muttered through clenched teeth and peeled out of the parking lot. The first orphanage was about 4 miles outside of town heading west. She stopped in a turn around a few hundred feet from the entrance and started thinking about her plan of attack. The sun was just now starting to set, so she had some time. She took a deep breath, swallowed her pride, and read the pray on the car aloud.