Night stretched across the skies of the Alulanta Falls and the large moon of Arda perked up over the vast expanse of trees, which circled around the area. The sound of the fall water flowing steadily could be heard while the birds and other animals that stayed within the great Alulanta Falls were all sound asleep. A lone figure was sat near the falls, his entire body covered in a large black cloak, which also covered his face as well. A soft wind blew through the trees creating a strange and rather haunting sound to the night. Although said noise did not seem to bother the cloaked figure that had his eyes closed taking in all of the sounds around his form.

Slowly a softly a breath of air passed along the lips of the man and he steadily stood up to his feet, his body still fully covered by the large cloak. Shifting his head slightly the man looked from his left and then to his right before saying to himself, “Another peaceful night without another soul to bother me. When Darkness consumes, I feel more at ease in this place.” As the last of these words slipped past his lips the man carefully removed the long black cloak from his body. Under the cloak this man wore a rather basic pair of black pants and a sleeveless black top. The reason for his rather strange manner of clothing was because the man had been training earlier that day and had stopped by the falls for a well needed break.

Finally the eyes of this man opened, their brown shade locking onto the surface of the water where he saw his reflection looking back towards him. His hair was somewhat short but grew into a series of small spikes, but most likely the most eye catching feature of this figure were the two scars across his face. One scar ran down his right eye while the other ran along his face and over the upper arch of his nose area. A sly and somewhat dark smirk grew across his lips as he continued to look at his reflection in the water, after a few more moments had passed by the man walked closer towards the water and sat down at its edge. His feet were softly placed into the perfectly soothing water, that was when the man who was known as Hanzo Hattori looked up towards the moon. He loved the night, the darkness, the peaceful sounds around him. Hanzo Hattori, for once, felt at peace.

Another pressence could could be felt as a slender figure stood in the shadows hidden under the hooded cloack. It was a woman, a beauty to behold and a danger to avoid....not the one to annoy. Adiane was dangerous....but not always thought. Her dark eyes watched the man and a sly smirk crept upon her sweet lips that always tempts to kiss them. Her eyes glistened like two diamonds in a dark summer's sky."My my" she whispered to the wind and smirked once. She listened for him talk about peace and nearly laughed at him. What a peace you can find here at Arda? None.....

She finaly steped from the shadows slowly keeping her eyes layed upon Hanzo. Her movements are graceful as of angel and as flowing as the water. "And what peace you expect to find in here, stranger?" she asked Hanzo in most teasing voice tone. Her voice was deep and sexy and yet soft and nearly cold. The fragrance of her rose and lavander parfume was ever so intoxicating that could lure everyone into such a state dizzyness almost.

As Hanzo still stood there taking in the sounds of nature around him his peace was soon shattered by the sound of another’s voice. With a sigh slipping along his lips Hanzo placed his right hand onto the hilt of the dagger, which lay at his side just in case he would have to defend himself. Slowly turning his body to face that had spoken to him Hanzo saw the figure of a rather beautiful woman before him. Tilting his head slightly the ninja went over the words that the woman had said a few times in his mind. Closing his eyes for a few moments and shaking his head softly Hanzo carefully said in his dark and somewhat rasping voice, “What peace do I expect to find miss? Well in truth any day that I can have a few moments to myself at night I class as peace.” His eyes then opened again and locked fully onto the woman’s form, her scent filling his body as he took it in.

Hanzo removed his hand from his dagger and then crossed both arms in front of him, he was not exactly sure on what to say to this woman as in truth Hanzo did not like to converse with people all that often. In life this man was more of a loner, he liked having time to himself and did not spend much time around others. After a few more moments had passed by Hanzo let out another small sigh and said in his same dark tone, “Of course I am no longer alone am I? I go by the name of Hanzo Hattori, and you miss?” With his words finished Hanzo slightly tilted his head to the side and waited on the woman’s reply to what he had asked her.

A sly smirk came to her lips listening to his words. Adiane started to circle him slowly..graceful and steady like a predator it's prey ready to attack. "Hanzo, you say...." she said and stoped infront of him, an inch from Hanzo and stared deep at his eyes as if would look through his very soul. "Name's Adiane Mefista.." she said and removed her hood revealing beautyful french face and long, slightly wavy purple hair that seemed to have a shade of black in the darkness. The moonlight hit her and she seemed to look even more beautyful. " There is no peace here in Arda" she said smirking slightly. "But.....as i see...here are some....handsom guys..."

As Hanzo kept his eyes locked onto the rather young looking woman as she circled his form and then soon stopped in front of him. As the woman seemed to look into Hanzo’s eyes, which caused the man to raise his left eyebrow and listen to her words. Taking in each and every one of her words the man sometimes known as Silent Death shifted slightly and slowly parted his lips. With his rasping dark voice Hanzo then said, “Handsome hmm? I am not very sure about that. I only live to find someone to serve. Once I find the one I feel is worthy of my talents then I shall follow their orders without question.” He knew that most of what he has said would most likely be seen as somewhat random but that was what Hanzo had intended, he was trying to confuse this woman or rather test her like he did to most people he met.

It was then that Hanzo reached down towards the ground and picked up his large cloak, draping it over his shoulders before returning his attention back to the woman. Slowly the man ran the tip of his tongue along his lower lip waiting to see what the woman would say. As he waited Hanzo found himself casually taking in her form, as if studying it for some reason yet to be revealed. Soon Hanzo added to his words by parting his lips once more and saying in the same dark toned and heavy voice, “So tell me Miss Mefista, what exactly are you? For some reason I get the feeling you are not just a normal woman, or a normal human to be exact…” After his words had finished Hanzo stood their, his eyes narrowing farther, as he waited on the reply of Adiane, curious of what she was going to say to him next.

She smirked slightly at his words about serving someone as if would already be having some plans on Hanzo. There played playfullness and wickedness in her dark eyes. "To serve someone you say?" she cooed softly and wickedly." Strange....and i am looking for a servant" she said and her smirk grew slowly into a charming evil grin. Adiane watched intently as he picked and draped cloak onto his sholders.

"What am i?" she mused and slowly, steady and flowing moved to behind of him unnoticeable baring her pearl white fangs. " I am....the one you hope never to find....." she mused wrapping her arms around Hanzo sliding like serpants and gently impales her fangs into his flash. She sence as his warm blood flueded her running through her veins and it felt so good. Adine grasped at him tighter as she drank a little more of his blood and withdrew her pearl white fangs licking blood off her lips. "Iam...a vampire, Hanzo" she cooed and leaned into whisper into his ear." Do you wish me to continue or leave you be to recover?"

Once more Hanzo listened to words of this woman, watching her closely as she walked closer towards him. Narrowing his eyes Hanzo thought to himself, “What is she doing…” Soon his question was answered as the beautiful young looking woman went behind him and placed her arms around the form of Hanzo before sinking her sharp teeth into the flesh around his neck. Hanzo did not even flinch as the fangs ripped into his skin and this Adiene consumed his blood. Not long had passed by before the woman spoke to Hanzo, he did not answer right away and instead began to think of what would be the best path to take. After only about two minutes Hanzo parted his lips once more and said in his usual dark toned voice, “Make me into one of your kind. But know this Adiene, I shall not be a typical servant, I will one to act more as a bodyguard.” With the last of these words slipping passed his lips Hanzo waited to see what this woman do. If he were made into some kind of Vampire then the added power would come in very handy during his missions in the future. Of course only time would tell in the end!

((OOC: Sorry so short, not much I could do :lol: ))

Adiane smirked some at his words and pulled him even closer."As you wish" she mused baring her pearl white fangs and sinks them once again into his flash. She drinks his blood feeling as it courses through her veins. Her eyes slowly closes as she continues to drink his blood to the point that he would on the edge between death and life. He could feel a slight pleasant feeling...flying dizzy feeling, he could sence as his body grows limp and she once she is finished, Adiane carefully lays him down and gazes at his eyes removing his mask. A sly smirk crept upon her now bloody lips as she licks the blood off them. She takes a knive and cuts her wrist then brings it to his lip. " Drink my blood, Hanzo...." she mused." Embrace eternal darkness"

Hanzo let this Adiane do as she wished to him, wanting to be given the power of a Vampire. Before to long the young looking woman had cut her own wrist and told Hanzo to drink her blood. Normally Hanzo would not do such a thing, but he could feel a strange thirst filling his entire body and so slowly he raised his head a little until it was close enough to Adiane’s wrist. Parting his lips Hanzo placed them over the woman’s wrist and started to suck her blood into his mouth and down his throat. It was starting to actually taste good and Hanzo could feel his strength coming back to him, it would not be to long until he would begin the transformation into a Vampire or whatever sub species he might have been made into from the bite. Withdrawing his lips from the woman’s wrist Hanzo looked up towards Adiane with a rather sly smirk as he licked away the blood from his lips. He then said in his usually dark toned voice, “Mmmm you taste good!” With this said Hanzo waited to see what her reply or reaction would be.

She smirked as Hanzo drank her blood ever so greedy. With each of his drink of her blood he could sence as his soul were leaving his body for good. Soon his body began to die slowly...painfully.....it could seem as if each of body's cell would scream during the transformation to others. She wasn't sure about Hanzo thought. Soon as his body finaly died, pearl white fangs formed in his mouth, his skin grew paler, nails became glossy and a little longer..they became sharp as a knive. A sly smirk played upon her lips as she waited for him to awake after transformation. Her eyes widened in pleasure seeing as Hanzo became into even more handsome and powerful. He is now a child of a night. He has now a bond with Adiana so if would die...she would die as well.....a sire and it's creation always has such connections.