Running through the streets of London being chased by a group of people that were hunting a man. This man is a vampire who is responsible for the killing of an entire family.
~Flashback~
He started feeding and that's when someone broke down the door. A large looking guy stood there with a cigar in his mouth and a very large gun in his hands. He looked at the mess then at the vampire.

"Well vampire thanks to you. This family is ruined so for their souls, I will end your life and send you to hell!!" His voice was Scottish and thick. He pointed his gun at the vampire and pulled the trigger. Bullets fired from the gun at a alarming rate, if the vampire hadn't moved he would have at least eighty bullet holes in his body. He jumped out the window and started to run. "We got a runner!!" The man shouted as he ran out the room.

The vampire was running then stopped right before a sword hit his face. It was stuck in the wall next to his face. He looked at it then at the direction where it came from. There was a young man standing on top of a roof. Grabbing another sword, ready to throw it at the vampire. He moved and started running again. He came to a complete stop when he saw the group standing before him.

"The runner has met a dead end." The Scottish man spoke behind the vampire, holding the sword over to his comrade.

"Yes it would seem so my friend. But this dead end is the worse one of all." The Swordsman said taking his sword into his hand. "One that mets with her." He said, the vampire looked head to see a barrel pointing at his head.

"Die." She spoke with a quite voice. Bang...dust now fills the air. She put her gun in the holding and turned around, she began to walk off.

"Alrighty let's go and get that money." A man said with a smile on his face. They all walk away and went to a tavern.
When they walked inside of the tavern to met the one who hired them. As they moved towards the man sitting at the table the three ladies went to the bar. "So mister we got the done. So please pay up." He said still wearing a smile. The man then a small bag, the sound of coins filled the air. A man dressed from head to toe in black took the money, he shakes it. He looked up then walked over to the ladies. He handed it to the one on the far left, she shook it then whispered in his ear. He walked back and whispered the same thing in another mans ear. "Hey buddy I don't mean to alarm you but you a few coins short. About ten to be honest." He said then man became mad, he stood up.

"Listen here boy. I hired to to hunt and kill that vampire. You did now that's the money I'm giving you so take it and leave my sight." He said, sitting back down. The smile had now vanished as he turned his head and looked at the women. She grabbed her drink, walking towards them.

"Is there a problem Mr. Carnelian?" She calmly asked sitting on the other side of the table.

"No there isn't. He says that I'm ten short but I put the exact amount of money in there. So he better take it and go." Carnelian said, the women finished her drink and looked him in the eyes. In one swift move she broke the glass and smashed it on his hand. His screams filled the tavern, everyone stopped and watched. None would even think about inferring with this group.

"Either you give us all the money we were promised or I make this glass go through the rest of your hand. Believe me I can do it." She whispered in his ear. He was shaking as she twisted the glass, he reached in his coat and pulled out money. "Thank you for your business." She said releasing her hand from the glass. "Aric take the money and pay the bar tender for the glass. Buy us all a round of drinks." She said, Aric put on his smile again.

"Alrighty Milady. Okay you heavy drinkers, lets drink!" He shouted. The group of seven now had smiles on their faces as they drank till their hearts content. People in the tavern began to whisper about what they had just seen.

"Did you see how fast she did that?" One man asked.

"What kind of people are they?" A women asked next.

"Do you not know who they are?" A man said and answered for them. "They are the Hell Riders." He said and everyone in the group turned towards then crowd with wicked grind on their faces.