The challenge (100 words max, and the story has to contain three of five words provided) is here. I found this one particularly tough, I don't know why.
Another vamp swung down from the ivy covering Bishop's tomb. I threw my weight at her like I'd learned in self-defense class.
It was the wrong move. I was within arm's reach now. She easily dodged my fists.
Her fingers wrapped around my throat. She tilted it sideways to press her teeth, her vampire enzymes, into my jugular.
A berserker rage came onto me. I kneed her in the groin. I elbowed her jaw.
My shoe heel made a passable stake.
Because of the hands around my neck. Last life, that must have been how I died.