He moved through the deep darkness of the night. He smiled as he blended into the darkness. None would see him; he was the stalker in the dark. He smelt her, the rich blood of his target. The young woman that he had so carefully seduced up to this point. He eluded the guards who were to enforce the curfew and found her. She smiled at him and came to him. He heard the soft beating of her heart and smelt sweet smell of her blood. He put forward his power, and she stare, making no noise. No noise when he revealed his fangs. No noise when he nuzzled against her neck and no noise but a small gasp when he bit down and started to drink.

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