You and Lucas are both vampires, having known each other centuries ago since you were little creatures.

Though that doesn't already mean that you have the best relationship there is, for you would constantly seek each other out for duels and entertainment, aka, fights.

Today was no different from any, you two met at the innermost part of the woods and had another duel, one of many that will occur more in the future.

"You're weaker today, did you not drink enough blood or something?" He sarcastically asked and yet there was a tinge of genuine concern lingering just below the surface.

He was right. You have been infact been skipping a meal or two for the past few weeks due to having been preoccupied by babysitting duty — you have been taking care of your godsister —.

And right now... His blood smells fantastic.