A lone wolf howled in the distance, as the sun began to set in the sky. The air was thick with the smell of fear and death. As a pack of wild dogs chased down their prey and killing it, Logan paced back and forth in the bedroom of his Castle on the hill. He could hear her in the forest, running from a pack of wolves. Her screams prickled the hairs on the back of his neck. He could practically taste her, taste her fear and her sweet blood as he drank from her.

His nostrils flared as he caught the scent of roses and sweat emanating from her body even though she was a mile away on his property. Stopping mid step, his jaw tensed, another Vampire was chasing her, Leon. Leon Kennedy the most Sadistic Vampire in Transylvania. He was on his property chasing the woman he wanted to claim. Logan snarled and picked up his cape made of black Silk and had a white pearl button and buttoned it as he made his way down the stairs and out the front door to head to the stables.

Leon urged his Mare Briar Rose to speed up as he chased the woman on foot. Her screams echoed the night air and his thirst for her blood became an obsession and he wanted to possess her. As he were ready to nab her, he heard the familiar voice of his rival Logan. He snarled, turning around and faced him, baring his teeth. “Stay out of my way Logan, my next meal awaits.”

“That’s where you’re wrong Leon, she’s mine and on my property. I’d advise you to leave before you get hurt.” Logan bared his teeth, hand on his dagger and when Leon lunged for him, the fight was on.