A cold dawn and fog covered the alley near the bar. Rhodes examines the body of a young man, the obvious fang marks eliciting a quiet snort from him. This is the third body in this area this week and if he doesn't catch the vampire that was roaming here soon there will be more victims.

He stands up, flicking the ash off his cigarette and turns around when he hears footsteps, his new partner. Great. Since when did they let vampires have the same jobs as normal people? His displeasure and disdain are written all over his face as he looks the newcomer over.

"You're late. It's already 4:32. Or do you not even know how to use a watch?"

He snorts, disdain evident in his voice, returning his gaze to the body and continuing to survey the scene. The body was not mutilated, the man was clearly drunk and did not resist when it happened, the left fang sank into the man's neck harder than the right one. There are also hickeys visible on his body, clearly the vampire likes to "have fun" with his victim before killing.

"And don't you dare touch anything, I wasn't looking for a partner, I didn't have a choice."