[TrueBeautiflDarkness]

Hues of Purple and red stretched out across the once blue sky, marking the setting of the sun as the last bit of its light kissed the earths ground before heading to slumber on the other side. The moon slowly rising to take its place, giving off a faint glow under the suns brightened sight. Everything held still, not a single rustle of wind passed through as the twilight slowly grew closer with each breath of passing moments. Most heading home, reading themselves for the nights needed sleep, unaware of what lurks in the darkness of the shadowed night that passed each evening. Few having the misfortune of working late, blinded to the danger that is with in grasps of taking their lives simply for a small taste of crimson sweet liquid. It wasn't as if these humans hadn't been warned, giving many tales of these creatures, warnings that they do lark about, and how to protect themselves from the evil the resides with in this town.....Though passed off as a simple tale in order to scare those who care to believe in the darkness that is told. Idiots those who choose to ignore the fact that they are not alone in this world..Though, that must give reason as to why someone such as 'him' is there, born into this world with unbelievable power and the will to live pass that of a normal person. Aging having long gone stopped in order to keep his presence in this world and defend the common folk who are to blind to see what lies in the darkness of the night.

A Crimson flame flashed in the darkened ally as the flame moved up to meet the end of a fag sticking out of the tall males lips, Taking in a deep breath, embers catching as the crimson flame lit the end of the stick of death. Taking in a deep breath after putting away the liter, the male pulled the cigarette out of his mouth to release the smoke that had filled his lungs with the aching sweet feeling of relief that swept over his body. "The only good thing about this blasted ability to live forever...Such sicknesses and or things that kill normal folk have no power over me. To be able to enjoy such things as smoking and not worry about those others must, is something I take great blessing in. Though I suppose a Priest such as myself, smoking must be looked down upon...Its not like I asked to live forever to hunt down these filthy blood sucking creatures. No, I just wanted to have a normal life..Though that's something impossible. Mostly because I seem to be more accustom to the dark than the light. So much of a priest hmn? Rather wanting to live in darkness then be out in the light. Forever hunting and murdering those how have tasted the sweet kiss of a vampires bite. I wonder how many times I'll be bitten before I myself will be Striked down by the lords wrath? Then again, I suppose its just part of my job?" The male with long dark hair spoke as he leaned back against the wall. He war a large jacket, boots and tight pants, making him seem like those sexy host guys that made the girls go crazy over the 'bad boy' image. He chose those because it was easier to deal with while hunting. less chance of ripping or getting dirty with their 'mess' of a death.

His name was Najira, a male who didn't care much about anything really. He wasn't poor, but he didn't go flashing around his money either. Given a large sum of money at birth for the task that he must preform...He wondered if the vampire in this part of town would even come out. They tend to move around a lot and had proven to be a blasted job of finding them out. Most of them avoided large groups and tended to stick to the isolated groups. But this vampire was different. He's been trailing him for a while now. Unlike most of the others, he seems more into the whole male deal, rather than girls. Once he would find him, Najira was planing that this vampire was as the others had said, a true beauty who would come to him rather than having to be chased down...Besides, Najira was growing tired of running after him. "hmn..." he said rubbing the back of his head as he enjoyed the quiet. Waiting.