Kiyoomi leant atop a branch of a tree, the leaves dancing with elegance as the moon reached the pinnacle of the night sky. Stars dotted the sky as a quiet breeze tiptoed its way throughout the forest. Kiyoomi had been living as a Vampire for nearly 17 years now, having been turnt at 6, feeding on every human and animal that he could.

Yet, his advances had been cut short by a new group being formed. The ‘Vampire Hunters.’ An elite clique of humans with immaculate skills that tore down every vampire in their path, and Kiyoomi was bound to be next.

That thought never left his mind, as much as he tried to push it back he knew his death would come as painful as it was for others when he took other peoples lives. Kiyoomi deserved it.

His eyes were held firm on the ground, he was not usually so out in the open like this, perched atop a tree for all to see, yet he found some serenity and tranquility in this spot.

snap Kiyoomi perked up in an instant, barring his teeth and body tensing. The sound of the twig snapping cleared away the once quiet atmosphere, birds cawed and flew from where they were perched. A shadow came into view.