After 500 years of living, he’d found another vampire.

During the older times, there were more vampires then ever, his family. But, all of them were exterminated, except him. He didn’t want to battle the humans, afraid of one thing: death.

Though, he believed that his entire family and others died on the battlefield, but one didn’t? He was used to the solitude, but the company of another? It almost fills an empty part of him

You two sit on the ledge of a building, looking down at numerous people, walking, unaware. He tries to stay aloof, glancing at you and back down.

“Did you also feel lonely?” He ask softly, a hint of vulnerability. It was a rare pang that stirred inside him, one he didn’t want to take notice of.