The sun had just set, and a beam of moonlight hit the manor. This manor was old, but it was well kept after and no one dared to go inside. Inside the stone walls, many people had fallen victim to the creatures inside. They were creatures that fed of the taste of blood. Down in the tomb, A Vampire awoke. The vampire was tall, he had long brown hair, and he wore formal clothes. Vincent pushed away the stone slab which no human could move. The manor was dark, the moonlight shone down on the hallway from the huge stain class windows. Vincent walked down the hallway casually. Vincent was three hundred years old, he had been turned when he was in his early twentys.

Today was just another normal day. He lived here with his girlfriend, whom he hoped to marry one day. Vincent climbed a long flight of stairs and took a right turn down the hallway, he walked into a study. Three tall seats were seated around a fire. The fire crackledin the silent room. The doors closed behind Vincent and he took a seat on the tallest chair in the middle. Vincent took his holstered Longsword of his hip and layed it on the table beside him. Vincent looked into the crackling fire, the orange glowed on his skin. Vincent pulled out a old bottle, inside was a dull red color. Vincent poured the liquid into a glass, this liquid wasn't wine or beer, it was blood.

Vincent took a sip from the glass and layed his arms on the arm rests. Hopefully Ankh would show up soon, hopefully they could go on their midnight fed. Vincent took another sip, he savoured the sweet taste before he swallowed it. The night was young, and the easier it would be to feast upon thoose that had the sweet tasting blood. The fire grew with his presense, Vincent threw a log at the fire. The study was an interesting place. Skulls, books and weapons were the only items in there. Vincent wanted to create a Vampire Clan that could feast all over the land. They could travel from town to town, staying at a members home. Vincent took another sip and looked at the fire, hopefully someone would come soon.

Ankh walked into the manor. Blood still on her chin from her early snack. She could still feel the warmth it gave her. She had arose at sunset and waited impatiently for the sun to completely disappear from the horizon. She smiled as she walked to the washroom to clean herself off. Before long the shower was running. She had fixed the water again. It was ice cold but she paid it no mind.
After she was throughly clean she walked out of the wash room and down the hall to her own room. She fixed her hair and donned her favorite outfit which was her beloveds as well. The vampire finished primping, she looked down at herself to see her finished work. She was wearing black pants that stretched over her skin and a shirt that showed her beautifully white flat stomach. She smiled and started to look for her Vincent. She walked straight to study where she normally found him. She smiled when she saw the glass sitting in his elegant hand. "You are up earlier then normal. What is on your mind?" She slowly walked around the large chair and sat in the medium sized one on his right. Ankh sat down in the plush chair and relaxed. Her dark eyes searched her lovers face for answers.

Kenith stirred slightly, craddled between two tombstones. He had found this resting spot a slight distance from a foreboding mannor. He had recently fed, and the blood from his feeding still remained on his lips. Kenith smiled slightly in his sleep, dreaming about the feeding.

The night was young and there was plenty to feed on. He had walked into the town as the sun had begun to set. He knew he needed to feed soon, he had been starving himself too much. Kenith nibbled slightly on his finger, having to find something to preocupie his fangs with. He wandered into a tavern and reached a chair. He stepped up onto it, and crouched down. Hugging his knees to his chest, Kenith rested his head on his kneecaps.

Soon enough he found an interesting target, or targets. He peaked at a young couple seated in a secluded area of the tavern. As all young couples, they were maddly in love. He flinched as they kissed, such passonate shows of affection eluded Kenith. He sat quietly, waiting for his prey to move.

Eventually, and after much arm nibbling on Kenith's part, they got up. He inconspicuously left his seat, and trailed in pirsuit. He grinned as they rounded the corner to something a little more private. Kenith figured this was just his luck, the couple figured this place would be good for something a little more...passonate. Blind with love, the couple had no idea that Kenith was there. Nor did she notice when Kenith silenced the man. And how was she to know that the lips on her neck belonged to anyone but her lover? This is why Kenith prefered feeding on lovers. They didn't realize that you were sucking them dry, instead of kissing, untill it was too late.

Content and fed, Kenith stalked out of the tavern. He was but a block away when he heared the shouts and screams. He grinned slightly and continued on his way

The sound of the doors opening made him turn his head. The figure of his lover sat down on the chair beside him. Vincent took a sip and placed the class down on the table beside both chairs, he offered her some. Vincent turned his gaze to her dark eyes, his own dark eyes gazed into hers. He smiled, his eyes showed pain and suffering. But they had a hint of love, his love for Ankh. "Yes that is true my love" Vincent paused. "Tonight feels different. The taste for blood lingers in my throat. My body wants to leave, but my mind says to stay. I will wait for this person to arrive. Then we shall feed upon those who we haven't been fed upon before" Vincent finished.

The blood he had just drank slid down his throat into his stomach. A soothing feeling went through his body. Vincent placed his hand on Ankh's, he smiled. "I know I have told you hundreds of times. But I love you and I think you are the most beautiful perosn ever" Vincent said with another smile. He continued to stare into her eyes, the fire crackled in the background. Vincent leaned in closer. Vincent had given his heart to her when he had first saw her over one hundred years ago.

Vincent remember their first kiss like it was yesturday. He fell madly in love with her that day, and he still is today. He like the way she was shaped, the way she gave him that look that brought joy to his heart. Her long hair and her dark eyes made her more beautiful. Vincent would do anything to see that she had joy, he would even sacrifice his own life to protect her, but he treated her like a person not like a baby that men did when they were madly in love. Vincent saw the light of the fire brighten up his face and hers. He licked his lips, his vampire teeth were clearly seen. Vincent brushed her hair with his hand. "Are you ready for another night of feeding, to taste the blood that is sweet and drink till we can drink no more?" Vincent asked.

Ankh smiled showing her pure white teeth. "There is a festival down town. I saw it earlier, there are people there that I have never seen before, and their blood is sweet." She let out a laugh. "I brought you a present. Come my love. You must have some fresh blood before we hunt." She grabbed his hand and leaned down so her face was just a few inches away from his. "Vincent, I do not know if I have ever told you in these years that we have been together, but I love you with all of my black soul." A small tear slid down her cheek and landed in her lovers glass. "Kiss me, like it was the first time?" She smiled almost humanly remember that night.

Vincent brush her hair yet again. "Yes my love. I know my love, I love you with my black soul aswell" Vincent said. He leaned forward so his head touched hers, he put his hands on the back of her head and kissed her. The kiss was just like their first kiss but better. He stared into her eyes as he kissed her, his compasion for her was shown in his kiss. He titled his head. Vincent pulled her closer, he pulled her onto his lap. Vincent kiss her neck, he moved back up, the love between them couldn't be broken. The fest would have to wait because he wouldn't stop, he loved and cared for he alot and nothing was more important in his life.

Ankh inhaled Vincent's old musky smell. Oh how she loved that smell. As his lips explored her neck and mouth she ran her fingers through his luxurious hair. "Will you be mine for ever?" She asked in the heat of her passion. Suddenly she stopped. "There is another vampire somewhere in the city." She knew Vincent and herself had been the only night walkers in that city for the last fifty years. "Why has this one come?" She looked down at her lover to see what he thought.

Kenith sturred ever so slightly atop his tomb stone-bed. He blinked a few times and yawned, he must have dozed off again. He examined the sky, it was jet black with the light of thet moon trinkling down. Kenith hopped to his feet, adjusting his worn cloak about him. His intellegent eyes examined the mansion a ways away. He grunted and turned his back to it. He had already guessed that vampires lived there, rumors and other sorts of collected evidence had shown so. He flicked his wrist ever so slightly, and soon enough a group of zombies assembled before him. He stared at them without moving. After at least a good ten minutes he began to walk to the mansion. Not really intent to enter it, just to examin it closer.

Vincent breathed in her smell of perfume that he loved the smell. "Oh yes my love, I will be yours forever, my black soul is yours and no one elses" Vincent said. He too stopped, another nightwalker was close. "There is my love. This vampire will soon realise this is our city. But I don't know why he is here. That is why we will both go and see" Vincent said. He looked into Ankh's eyes, he kissed her once more and moved to retrieve his Longsword. Vincent walked over to Ankh and offered her his hand, his longsword was holstered on his hip, this vampire would taste his own blood for trespassing on their land, no vampire had been here for 50 years.

Ankh took Vincent's hand. "What if we offered him to stay here if he respects us?" She offered. She was lonely for someone else like her and her lover. "Can we just talk to him first?" She asked hopefully. She grabbed her own blade as they walked out of the room and whistled. A large black panther came bounding around the corner from her room. His eyes caught the light showing an almost human intelligence. "Come Bandit, we are going for a walk." The leopard yawned and followed them.

Vincent smiled, he held onto Ankh's hand like it was part of his own. "We can offer him to stay here. But he must first gain our trust, we don't want one of our fellow betraying us and trying to kill us when we are not looking. But I will talk to him, killing him will be my last option" Vincent replied. He looked at Ankh's panther Bandit, Vincent smiled, atleast they had Bandit to keep them company. As the desended the stairs, Vincent felt closer to the presense of this Vampire.

Vincent rubbed his finger over her hand as they desended the stairs. They arrived in the entrance of the manor. He stopped by the door, he turned to look at Ankh's face. He smiled. "Lets see who this vampire is then" Vincent said. He pushed open the two huge doors of manor, he scanned the area infront of him. "Show yourself Vampire" Vincent said.

Kenith's head rose as a voice called out. So they finnaly decided to meet him, how lovely. Kenith fixed his modest, and ragged clothes into a more presentable apperance. He walked around the corner, walking parallel to the direction the two vampires faced. He watched them with his calculating gaze, his zombies not yet having been ordered to follow.

Kenith came to stop before them, a couple feet away so as not to appear to be intruding. He sent the signal for the zombies to file in, and they did so. He knew very well that a fight could spark from this, and he was prepared. He stood firmly, yet with a slight slouch gained in part from malnutrition.

Ankh looked puzzling at the new comer. "Why do you come to our doorstep with an army of such foul beasts?"She covered her nose with one hand. "Do you mean to make war on us?" The panther lay down beside her and gazed out toward the strange vampire and the zombies.

Vincent walked towards the Zombies that were advancing on their home. Vincent cut off their heads. The zombies all fell to the floor dead. "How dare you come here and make zombies attack us. You are no true Vampire" Vincent said, he spat about that last bit. Obviously this vampire wasn't true, he used foul beasts to attack them. "You better State why you are here or I will be forced to kill you and send you foul beasts out of here" Vincent said. Vincent hated zombies, they were stupid, smelly and lacked skills, they were only good in numbers, and even then the didn't even stand a chance against most things.

Kenith stood still, even as his zombies were hacked to bits. He narrowed his eyes, "How dare you jump to conclusions. Did I send the zombies after you? No I did not." His eyes showed his irritation at the typical ignorance associated with such breed of vampires. "The reason why I brought them should be rather clear, you are just as likely to strike as to hear reason. They were simply a precaution." He glared, his eyes glimmering with anger from behind his locks of hair. Kenith shifted his hands so that they clutched each other behind his back. He didn't know how this would turn out, and he was going to be ready for anything.

Ankh held up her hands and stood between the two. "Stop it." She looked first at the newcomer then to Vincent. "Please." She took a deep breath. "We are all adults here." She snickered at her own joke. 'We can talk about this. Come how about a drink. We can take it in the back." She looked deeply at Vincent. "Please my love." She continued to look at each of the men.

Vincent felt like killing this Vampire now, but ankh told him not to, and he loved her too much to ignore her. Vincent holstered his longsword. "Alright my love" Vincent said to Ankh. He turned to the Vampire. "I am sorry. It was rude of me to jump to conclusions. But please do come in and have a drink" Vincent said to the vampire. He grabbed hold of Ankh's hand a smiled, he signalled for the vampire to follow them. Vincent turned and walked back into the house and towards the lounge which was alot bigger than the study.