Dead Silent

I Sat there with my jaw on the floor, He was damn gorgeous for a dead man.
I already had my gun out under the table as he walked towards me.

There had been twelve murders in the last three weeks the police were in a frenzy and the local vampire were pissed. all the victims were very appearantly vampire attacks, with four different bites each all female and some were even raped.

Why were the local vamps pissed? Because somewhere in D.C. was a law floating around to make vamps legal citizens in the good ol U.S. of A.

Twelve murders in one city in three weeks well that might turn the tables and help keep the law from passing. Here's to hoping. Being the local vampire hunter legalization would make my job a whole lot harder. U

ntil the law was passed or denied there was no more killing vamps without a warrent of execution. I Already had the warrent for the serial killer or killers, now I just needed the vampires to go with it.
And that is what I was doing here in one of the biggest goth clubs on this side of town.

The local vampires had gotten nervous and taken it into their own hands to catch the murderers. The vampire gliding towards me was tall, a little over six foot I guessed.

He had shoulder length thick burgundy colored hair, and a perfect oval face with smoothe flawless skin so pale it almost seemed luminecent in the semi dark of the clubs sitting area.
His body was the same perfection as the rest, wearing a burgundy silk dress shirt that perfectly framed his pale chest with the top three buttons left open to show off his smoothe perfect muscles untucked over black dress slacks. Compleated by broken in black leather boots on his feet.

It took me a few moments to collect myself and school my face. I almost had a blank look set in place firmly when he reached me. When he spoke it sent goosebumps down my back.

"Alexandria. Am I correct?" He said
". . . erm, Yeh that'd be me" I answered.

Then he laughed. A Practiced arrogant masculine laugh. The powerful effect of it made me shiver and just pissed me off. So far i had behaved admirably for being me. I put my gun on the table carressing it tenderly.

"You must be Aries. Say what you came to say or get the fuck away from me. . . Now."

I watched his face for a change of expression which is hard to do while avoiding someones eyes. My Pshycic gifts gave me immunity to most vamps gazes, but this one in front of me was old and powerful, extremely powerful so i wasn't willing to risk trying his eyes. His face remained blank though as I expected it would.

"Please excuse me, I did not mean to laugh. When the other vampires are calling someone the boogyman, I would last expect it to be a tiny beautiful woman like yourself."
He said while smirking ammusedly "I Was expecting a bit. . . more." He said with a slight accent that I couldent quite place.

I scowled at him.

"So Sorry to dissapoint you if you don't mind getting down to buisness though, I think a group of serial killing vampires is a little bit more important then my size right now." I said sarcasticly giving my best fake smile.

He laughed again. His laugh raised the hair on my arms and seemed to slither down my body making my shiver like he had been touching me. I scowled even harder at him than I already had been.

"Ah' you have much spirit, But yes you are quite correct" he said while blanking his face. "Buisness is more important. . . for the moment."

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This is just a preview of a story Im writing.

I don't have spell check on my computer so please excuse any mistakes.