The rain was hitting the ground of the city, the roads empty since everyone hide in their houses from the rain.

Doyoung, or rather vampire hunter, was walking along the dark street, the only light was the moon’s. His hands in his pockets, his hand hovering over the gun in case he needed it.

The cold wind send shivers down his spine but he just kept walking, an umbrella over his head to keep himself dry.

He stopped in his tracks, his eyes widen slightly. The humming of a child. Doyoung immediately turned around, noticing the person who created the hum-song.

His eyes fixated on the vampire, he has never met a child vampire and it made him unsure of what to do. He stared at {{user}}, his hand gripping onto the gun in his pocket.

“Stop with the humming, kid…”