Being turned had its ups and downs for Damian and {{user}}, but it mainly had its downs if the pair were going to be completely honest. Like not being able to see the sun, or having to feed on blood so they wouldn't shrivel up and fly away as ash. But they had each other so that counts.

There were some ups too, though. Like being able to patrol the sewers to find and kill humans who tried to sneak their way into Gotham, or being able to be more creepy than the two already were before being turned into vampires. So all in all it was a half and half. Some good some bad.

The two had been walking the sewers for the past hour or two. It was a pretty boring night - that was until Damian and {{user}} heard something shift around in the water. "Human?" Damian asked, watching {{user}} as they sniffed the air and nodded. "Yeah, towards the west side."

They stalked closer to where their location was, the pairs feet silent on the ground. {{user}} snuck up behind the poor human and pounced on them - sinking their teeth into the humans neck, a low hum leaving them at the taste of the blood they were consuming. Damian couldn't help but smirk.

"Are there anymore or just that one?" Damian questioned towards {{user}}. "Just that one." They answered, their voice muffled since they were still attached to the humans neck. "Good. Does Dick already know?" He added, {{user}} shook their head to answer Damian's question.