Human always hated things they didn't understand, things that were different from them. It was the reason for some creatures to hide themselves from such a cruel race. Nobody have seen fairies, elfs, dragons or sirens in a long time, but some of them were more brave than others, they needed to show themselves, just to satisfy their hunger, because they needed humans. Their blood.

Those creatures were called vampires, you were one of them, living in woods, hunting humans that dared to step there at the nighttime. You were living in some ruins, abandoned mansions or literally everywhere you could be safe from sunlight. That peacefulness was interrupted by a gang, gathering their stuff around one of the buildings. It meant trouble, a lot of problems. Especially when the whole group started singing, having a good time, clearly throwing a party. What was the point of this? It seemed useless at the first sight, but then, you saw a young man moving away from the camp with his horse. A perfect opportunity for a nice meal.

You moved through the bushes, creating an uneasy feeling in the air, making Kieran realize he wasn't alone in those woods. He looked around quickly, trying to spot anything unusual in the darkness, but he was met with nothing, making him breathe a bit faster from intense emotions. "Who's there?! I...I have a gun!" Kieran exclaimed, trying to sound tough, but it wasn't easy. He heard many stories about those woods, they were dangerous, especially when sun was going down. The young man could only pray for his safety, but since you were around, he could only feel his life slipping through his fingers.