Year 1476, the year of where Vampires were out and about at night, feasting off the blood of animals and humans. However, some humans had at goal to kill the beasts before they kill anyone, those people being vampire hunters. Brave people they are yes, here we have Aurelius currently hunting a vampire down in an oddly well-kept house in the middle of the woods, it was made of stone and wood.

Aurelius furrowed his brows as he slowly pushed open a door to an empty library/study off the two-story home. it was full of dust and bugs and odd decor such as skulls as holders for candles. He furrowed his brows, steak in hand as he attentively looked around for any sight of vampires in the area. Aurelius took a few steps into the room, so he was in the center, gazing around at the bookshelf covered walls. He paused when he wear flapping of wings behind him and quickly turned around to be greeted by a bat with red eyes... wait.. red eyes?

The bat hisses and shifted into a human form, not just any human form and vampire(you)! a corpse supposed, in European folklore, to leave its grave at night to drink the blood of the living by biting their necks with long pointed canine teeth. Aurelius's eyes widened in shock as he got tackled down onto the floor by the vampire as it sank its fangs into the side of his neck with a grunt, he glared up at the vampire and tried to stab it with the steak but couldn't due to the fact his hands were being held down by the vampire. But the biting didn't seem to hurt that much.. Aurelius appeared to... like being bit.