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"Why didnt he kill you? I have no clue." She laughed, "He's weird like that. Somtimes I think he doesnt know what hes doing." She walked back to her coffin and put the top on it, then moved to the window trying to watch what was going on below outside... nothing. The willow tress where too thick.

Zagans eyes widended, and he took a large, long, deep inhale through his nose. It smelled sweet. These vampire hunters always smelled sweet.

He dashed to her side and picked her up, princess style, supporting her legs and back. He began walking towards the house, down through the marsh and up to the door. He kicked it open and laid her on the white couch (what white couch in the home of a vampire was complete without blood stains?) He tilted her up and kissed where the blood beaded, trying it before he agreed to anything.

Moving back, he licked his lips and seated himself oppisite of her. "What do you want to know?"

Zagan sighed and leaned back in the chair, reclining his legs onto the coffee table. He looked to the girl, and then though for a moment.
"Last we met... was in York..." He began, telling the story as slow as he could. "She was tall, and slender- the way Im sure she is now." He smiled wide, hopeing to frustrate the human. "I was feeding in an ally, minding my own buisiness..." He collected his memories, "And then she jummped down from the fire escape. It turns out she had been tracking me." He snickered, getting off subject: "I may not be the oldest vampire out there, but by far I am one of the most powerful..." He looked to the many paintings that hung around the room, and then back to her. "She was fast." he said, and stopped talking.

Axia laughed, "I know he did, and he brought the human girl. And shes bleeding." She sighed. "He wont be happy when hes done with her... and he wont be happy if I leave you alone." She turned away from the window. "So its you and me, toots."

"Hahaha," Zagan boomed in laughter. "You're easier then your mother was!" He slapped his knee and bent over her a bit. "Yes your blood was sweet, and if I was as rotten as I'm appearing, I'd drink you dry... but I'm feeling a change of heart tonight." He smiled, "And I'd like to test Axia." Zagan pushed the girl on the couch up so she was sitting, and he moved around her, placing his bottom on the head of the couch, legs dropping at both her sides. He wiped the wound she stupidly made and kissed the outer blood dry. It still beaded, and Zagan was tempted, but instead sunk his teeth into his wrist and let his venom pour onto the wound.

One may think she would become a vampire because the venom was now running through her veins, but she was not. Vampire venom has a healing quality to it, when the right amount it taken- and thats what she had.

He lifted her once more and brought her into his bed room where Axia and the human rested.

You can imagine Axia's face...

"You bring her in here? After brining thing one?" She flung her hand back and his rebecca. "Are you trying to make me mad?" She was furious, raging with anger. "LET ME KILL HER!" She darted in Zagans direction, who only put the human on the floor and caught Axia in his arms.
"This is a test my love." He said quietly in her ear. "Can you pass it?"

"Hush, human." Zagan said to Rebecca. "Just go back to sleep now," He stared at her, and then to the hunter.

If you dont like how the world is

Damon Lee Striker

The sun had finally set and Damon had slowly walked up from the small room he had underneath one of the cities clubs. It had been filled with all sorts of races from humans to even the most powerful of demons. He hated living there for the fact of having to smell the hint of human flesh all day long when he was suppose to be sleeping, but a friend of his had owned the place and wanted to give him a room since Damon had no were to stay besides that place for now. This was reality for him, as he walked through the club he smiled and nodded to a few people he knew and made his way outside without stopping to say hi to anyone. Tonight he wanted to be alone, of course after he got his evening course of fresh human blood. He had hoped that the human he caught tonight was the human that was fully sober, and had no drugs or anything in his or her system...just clean fresh blood. There were many nights that this never happened but he was determined. A sigh escaped his lips as he pulled the collar up over his neck and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. The night was cold, and dark as if a storm had just passed by and he enjoyed it. He gave a small smirk to himself as he began to walk through the city keeping out of sight from any other demons he might run into.

More sighs escaped Damon's lips as he walked by person after person. Each had the familiar stench that most humans had. Eaither drugs or alcohol...or even something else that wasnt suppose to be within the blood system of a human. He was loosing confidence that he wasnt going to be able to find anyone that had fresh clean blood unless it was some small child, and he wasnt sure that he wanted to scoot to that level. Damon came up to an ally way and turned to walk down it, away from the city now more towards mannors, and larger homes that were off in the distance.

Another sigh escaped Damons lips as he suddenly came to a dead stop. He shook his head as if something had just flashed through his mind. Humans were not of his best interest now but he knew of one. A friend of his past loved one and though he had not seen her in forever, he vowed to always protect her and made it to were if she had gotten into any trouble he would help her. He started to walk again as if nothing happened but again came to a stop. He was getting visions in a way that most people would call it, this was not a good start to his day.

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