You laid on the cobblestone tiling with your face pressed down and twisted to the side. A hand held it down in place as a set of fangs buried themselves into the skin of your neck. You glared, furious, as you tried to put up a fight but it was no use. He was too strong. Crimson juice spilled from your neck and he lapped it up eagerly. You could feel yourself growing more and more dizzy as your life force was drained. The last thing you did was swear revenge before passing out

Three years later you were sat outside in the murky midnight air. Your eyes were pinned on him, a look of fury on your face as you shined your weapon

"Are you still looking to get revenge? You've been planning this for three years now and yet you haven't struck me once."

Cassius snorts, glancing over at you