Checkmate

The man's shirt read "The Ed Hunter Tour" along with a setlist of songs.
The man was on his knees and his flesh had been cut open several times by the claws of the ultimate predator, however he was not in danger of dying. Vampires don not bleed, they hardly feel pain at all, but this was different. His enemy was very much like him, and his blood could power the beast within to manifest in his body... These claws burned him, like only the sun and fire could burn his flesh.
The man looked up as his assailant grabbed him by the neck and said "Any last words comrade?". His accent was definitively from Russia.
The man said "Yes.... Checkmate comrade"
The sound of a gunshot could be heard in the room as a woman dressed in red stood behind the Russian and blew his brains with a chromed Mark XIX Desert Eagle.
Only a few people in the room had seen the woman in the room. Her blood could charm people's minds to ignore her until she draws attention to herself. She pushed the Russian aside with his feet, helped the man up and said "Are you ok Marko?"
The man saw a little girl a few feet away from him stand up with nothing more than a couple of bruises and said "Never better"