HunterxWitch

Shadows from the broken windows danced as yellow light flashed into the room. She, now known only as Witch, for lack of any other name, began to whimper in fear. He, now known as Hunter, held his hand over her mouth. She looked at him as he put one claw over his lips and silently shushed her.
"Reloading." Called a gruff voice as the light retreated, followed by a series of clicking noises. Hunter growled softly, threading his clawed fingers through her bleached white hair. he scratched at some of the tape on his arm as she wrapped her hand around him and brought him in for another kiss. He let out another soft growl.
"What the Hell was that?" Snapped the same voice outside. The light once again shone into the room as Witch pulled away from Hunter. A large bearded man in a black vest held a flashlight in one hand and a molotov cocktail in the other, already lit. "♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥! Hunter! Witch!" He brought his arm back, ready to throw.
Hunter wasted not a moment in leaping through the window and onto the man. How DARE he threaten his love!? He left no holds barred, and went about ripping at his vest, then at his shirt, then at his very flesh. "Get it off! Ahrgh! Help! Louis!" Hunter reached down and bit the man's throat, ripping out a large piece of bloody skin. Seeing the red fluid spill onto the sidewalk only fueled his bloodlust, and he began tearing out bigger and bloodier chunks from the offender until he moved no more.
"Mother ♥♥♥♥♥♥!" Hunter growled, giving one last good slash at the man's chest. 'Don't you EVER hurt my Witch!"
Witch, looking through the window at her lover, glanced at his short claws, then at her own, large and red. It was in that moment that she knew exactly what to do to anyone who would dare to harm her or Hunter.
He jumped back in through the window alongside her. She put his hand around his head and licked the blood from his cheek, and kissed him again. "Thank you..." She whimpered softly in her beautiful, flute-like voice.