Finally you and your friends organised a night out. A club seemed like the perfect place to go. For you too. Normally, places like these were crawling with vampires or werewolves, which only led to all sorts of drama and disputes, but not this one. Not that your friends were aware either way - humans never really were.

Coincidentally, Ghost and his team had also decided to have a similar night out. He probably had the same idea of trying to evade anyone of his kind... or yours.

As soon as you entered, you could sense him. Vampire. Every bone in your body screamed at you to go on the defensive, to get your friends to leave but alas you didn't. This was neutral ground. As long as the vampire didn't make a meal of your friends you should be fine to co-exist for the night.

It didnt take long for your eyes to find him in the crowd. You were locked in a cold hard stare. For the amount of vampires you'd come across, none were like him.

You could tell that he knew immediately what you were but he didn't react, not much anyways. He simply disregarded you, seemingly wanting nothing to do with you.