Port Adúnë was always busy at this time of night. Ships were being loaded with various goods and the sailors were all getting ready to depart. It was a cold windy night, the moon was shining in the sky... illuminating the street in it's magnificent glow. However, there was still some shadows in the area.

In one of those shadows, someone was leaning against the wall. This someone was careful to pick his hiding place, the shadows had covered his body and he was practically invisible to the naked eye. His animalistic eyes were looking for his next meal. This someone was Kane, a vampire warrior.

Kane looked carefully at the sailors... looking at each one in turn.
He looked at the one near the small wooden ship.

'Hmmm... to much muscle...' Kane thought, 'I'm not in the mood for something crunchy.'

His eyes darted over to the next sailor who was looking in the crates to see what was inside...

'Too skinny, he'd shatter into a million peaces if I tried to drink from him...'
Kane's stomach growled, his mouth was dry. He needed to find something soon otherwise he would experiance something every vampire did when they were drained of blood.

'The Cravings...'

The Cravings was a stage each vampire entered if they were extremley hungry. They would lose all sense of thought and attack anyone and anything for food or meat.

Kane's eyes kept on the watch... waiting for potential victims.

Adsero walked down the street. She saw two saliors but paid them no mind. She didn't like the port much, mostly because of all the water, but they did tend to have good pubs. It was probably to squeeze money from sailors and traders but Adsero never really cared much for the details. A sharp pain in her side made her wince but she kept walking, looking for a good pub. Right now, she wanted nothing more then to just sit down and relax with a good beer and a comfortable fire place. She felt a bit wet on her arm and looked down to see that her side had soaked through the bandage. Adsero groaned inwardly and decided she would have time to fix it when she got to the pub. Most pubs tended to have a room or two above where she could re-do the bandage. The slight tingle of paranoia should have warned her that there was someone hiding in the shadows near by but she had already had a bad day and was just trying to get the rest of the night over.

Kane saw a newly entered figure who looked like she had a bad day. Kane wondered whether to attack her but she looked miserable. Blood tasted better when the target wasn't miserable.

Sudddenly a sudden urge filled his head.
"DRINK!!! DRINK!!! BLOOD!!! BLOOD!!!" Voices entered his head... the cravings had kicked in.

"GIVE ME MEAT!!! GIVE ME 1 POUND OF MEAT, DRIPPING WITH BLOOD! MEAT!!! MMEEEEAAAATTT!!!"
Kane shook his head and tryed to resist tearing everyone to shreds. But whilst he was shaking his foot hit something and it cluttered out of the shadows.

'Great...' thought Kane, 'What else could happen?'

Kane quickly switched to his human form and in place of the horrific vampire was a young man with blonde hair and blue eyes.
He couldn't keep this form up for long though...

Adsero heard the noise and dropped to a crouch, turning around quickly. A few drops of blood escaped onto the ground, burning a hole or two into it. She stood when she realized it wasn't some attacker but she still was uneasy. Slowly and cautiously, she walked over to where the sound came from. "Hello?" There was a man there, a stranger, and he didn't look to be having a very good night. There was a slight strain noticable about him, like he was holding something back or in. Pain? Hunger? Hell, for all Adsero knew the guy just had to pee. Still holding her side, she lifted and eyebrow at this stranger. "You...uh...ok?"

Azrael was looking on the rooftops, observing the world around him. It had been a quiet night with no trouble. Suddenly, he heard a noise... someone hitting the ground.

Maybe he had spoken to soon...

Azrael travelled to the source of the noise and found a man doubled over, he looked like he was in pain.
"Are you OK?" Azrael asked? "What's..."

Suddenly, Azrael's demon-sight kicked in. He could see who this person really was... KANE!!!

"KANE!" Azrael shouted "I know it is you vampire!!! Show your true form!!!"

Kane looked up at the source of the shouting and groaned...
Of all the vampire hunters he had to run into, it was Azrael.

"Azrael, I should have known you would be here. Look at me, I am entering the cravings... I desire meat and blood!!!"

Kane couldn't keep it up much longer, he had to transform back into his normal form. And so he did...
Soon his true form became apparent, his face was now deathly pale and decayed. His hair was as white as a ghost...

"I knew you had entered this land Azrael. Are you on a revenge mission to avenge your parents deaths. That's not like you Azrael... HA! You are truly weak..."

Azrael drew his sword...
"Damn you Kane, you took my life away from me and even killed me. But I have returned, though not as a human. I have returned as warrior of the dark..."

Azrael walked towards Kane ready to slice him down, a deep hatred entered his heart. Kane had destroyed his life and now he was going to repay the favour.

"And now the mighty Kane is hungry, his powers slowly weakening... soon he will perish. But don't worry, I will make sure that your pain is extremley long and suffering!"

Kane couldn't resist the cravings anymore, he drew his sword.
"Azrael, you should have fled but now you shall become my next meal..."
Kane darted forward, his sword poised for Azrael's throat.

Azrael saw the attack and jumped, being a hellspawn he was able to jump quite high. Azrael landed on the otherside of Kane and swung his blade with all his might. He put every last piece of strength into his attack, intent on killing his murderer.

Kane saw the blade and dodged, however the blade just caught him and slashed his face. Kane recoiled in pain, his vampiric blood spraying everywhere. He couldn't fight like this, not now... he was too weak.

"We shall meet again fool... I want to fight you in my prime. Not while I am weak..."

Kane suddenly transformed into a flock of bats and fled...
He needed nourishment... and found it in the source of a young woman in the streets sleeping. She was probably homeless, so Kane appeared beside her and drank her blood. Now he was feeling better again, the cravings dissapeared. Kane vanished into the night...

Azrael swore, Kane had escaped again. He looked around and tried to track him using his demon sight... however Kane had fled too quickly and Azrael could not see him.

"Damn," he said to himself.
There was no point staying here any longer. Azrael walked off... sheathing his sword.