The camera focuses on two men in a dark room. Both of them sitting down at a table, across from each other. One which was an interviewer while the other one was a groomed, pale, and pampered young man with a glass of blood propped in his hand.

"So, what are you?" The interviewer asked the young man.

"I'm a dhampir." The young man replied calmly.

"Hmm. That's something I've never heard before. You mean like a half human/half vampire?" The interviewer said while taking notes.

The young man placed the glass on the table in front of him and folded his hands together with a smile on his face. "Absolutely. I was waiting for you in that hallway, watching you watching me. And then you began to speak."

The interviewer gulped, "You were waiting for me? What were you going to do? Kill me, drink my blood, all that stuff?" He asked in a nervous tone.

The young man chuckled, "Yes, but you needn't be concerned with that now."

The interviewer sighed as he scribbled down more notes, "You really believe this, don't you, that you're a dhampir?"

The young man flashed his fangs at the interviewer, "Not just a dhampir, but a daywalker. A creature of the night that can feed during the day."

The interviewer took out a cloth and wiped his face, for some reason he started sweating like crazy, "So why did you come to EEW Mr..."

The young man cut in, "Morgan...Chris Morgan. I came here since I heard they have some great competition. I also heard that I could win some gold here as well."

The interviewer asked one last question, "And what would you like to say to your future opponents?"

Chris picked up the glass and held it up to his mouth, "Only this. My bite is definately much worse than my bark...and when I make my debut, no one will be safe from it..."

The camera zoomed up to Chris' face as he took a sip from his glass and smirked. The camera slowly faded out.