Vampire's Revenge.

*~Chapter 1~*

She silently opened the door to her room and peeped out into the hallway. Good, her parents were sleeping; she could hear her father's snores. She smiled and creeped down the stairs, into the kitchen and out the back door. Once she was outside, she darted down to the corner of the street. She looked both ways before crossing to meet up with Jager. He was standing in the shadows, his hands shoved deep into his pockets, waiting for her. Whe she got close he smiled, showing his bright white fangs,
"Ahh, Trixie, my dear. I was beginning to worry about you." She smiled back, shwoing her pearly whites as she slipped her arms around his fine-toned body,
"I'm sorry. I had to wait until my parents were asleep. How are you?" Jager wrapped his arms around her slim figure and placed a feathery kiss on her smooth, pale neck,
"I'm very good. What about you?"
"Just perfect, now that I'm with you," She says flirtily, smiling a bit.
"That's good. Want to go to the club?" He chuckles softly.
"You know I do. Race you!" She giggled and revealed her black tank top, and midnight blue jeans. Jager tucked a stray strand of her long, silky black hair behind her ear. He smiled,
"You're so beautiful, even if you are dead." She blushed and looked at his clothes. He was wearing his usual jet black baggy jeans, no shirt, and a spiked collar. He had a silver snake bracelet coiling up his left bicep. Trixie tousled his blond hair that had bright blue tips. Their black eyes held a deep bloodlust that they knew could be sated at the club.
"Race you!" She called out as she took off down the alley. She was soon passed by Jager,
"You should know by now taht I'm faster, love!" He laughed and sped ahead. She shouted after him,
"I'll beat you one day! Just you wait!"

Once inside the club, the pulsing bass around their bodies. Jager searched that mass of bodies for someone to feed off of. He found a couple sitting in the corner. He tapped Trixie's shoulder and pointed to the two. She grinned and grabbed his hand as he started over to them. Jager invaded both of their minds with little resistance and whispered into their thoughts a simple word, "Sleep." Instantly, the two nodded off, the man mid-sentence, and Jagger grabbed the woman, pulled her head back by her hair, and sunks his fangs deep into her warm neck. Trixie did the same to the man, and then drunk the elixar until the two humans were near death. They put the bodies back in their original posistion and looked at eachother. The bloodlust in their eyes was replaced by a calm, yet fierce look, which is common among vampires who have just fed. Jager smiled and made his way to the drink table to get a few strong drinks. They were non-lethal to vampires, but a sip or two would knock a full grown man out for hours. Trixie, however, stayed whre she was and watche dthe vampires and humans mingle. Suddenly, she felt a very dark, and very powerful aura approach her. She recongnized it at once. Before the presence got closer, she smiled and purred,
"How nice of you to visit, Terith."