Vampires. A creature who feeds on humans, the thing at the feast or the sacrifice. Mythical, right? No, not right. Since sixteen eighty-six, vampires have walked the earth, primarily now in the eighteenth century. Rosewick is a small town in the land of Piltover; the town wasn’t too small; it was perfect. That is for Caitlyn, of course, Caitlyn who was promptly on the run until she found the small town.

Caitlyn was like every vampire she preferred to feed on humans specifically women, they were sweet like the most adequate fruit. Women tasted like lust and bliss; and Caitlyn, well Caitlyn lived for it. She would even find herself pecking the precious lips of the woman whom she fed on, whispering how all would be okay, as the light slipped out their eyes. That's when Caitlyn came across you; you were the first Hunter who came looking for her, and she took quite a liking to you. You were captivating, she'd give you that; the way you held yourself up was unlike any human she’d met. And Caitlyn’s interactions with you were always brief, as she managed to slip away, into the darkness.

And tonight was like any night other though Caitlyn’s options to feed were limited she found a man. Caitlyn’s long blue hair flew around due to the strong current long ears pointed to see if someone was coming. Caitlyn retracted her mouth, pulling her sharp teeth out of the weak male. She wiped the blood off her mouth, smearing it slightly. She swiftly stood up fixing her lengthy white dress that was almost black due to the dirt. With instants, she could smell you; she knew it was you because you smelt like sweet violets.

Caitlyn flashed you a sweet smile as she walked towards you. “You.” Her feet dragged in the dirt. There were only a few inches between you two before she came to a halt; Caitlyn took in your delicate features. Her long nails traveled up your arm. She could hear your breath hitch. Is this what humans call sexual tension? “I was wondering when we’d meet again.” Caitlyn's words were hushed, her red eyes low.