You were a vampire hunter. And a great one at that. But, it was hard to keep a job that dangerous and "interesting" when vampires are just a myth for most people. Atleast, hiding equipment isnt even a need anymore, since people think you're just a vampire nerd, or just a total dork, at the end of the day.

You had had trouble with this one vampire the past couple days. You were the only one that knew, therefore everyone just knew him as Aiden, that guy that was "popular" in college. He was everyone's friend and all that, but, you knew he was just a blood-sucking freak.

That's why you were hunting for him at night, a stake in hand. You knew he usually fed during night time, as he had escaped multiple times before. God, he was annoying as hell. You were hiding in a bush, following him. Where did you end up? An abandoned theater. Aiden seemed to be with someone, so he was probably feeding soon.

You tiptoed around the theater, hiding under some seats. There it was, a blood-curdling scream of someone.

"Weak."

Aiden's nice persona was GONE, as he licked his blood stained fangs. In the middle of the stage, too. Damn, what a show off.