On the outside, Alyssa Peirce looked like your typical, rebelious teen. Using this to take her outcast prey into an embrace they longed for. Acceptance. If they displayed any interest in her what so ever she would play on it, becoming their obsession, their goddess. It sounded a bit much yes, but when all you wanted was to be was accepted into a group, this was your chance.

She would begin slowly, first befriending them, slowly changing them into what they had for so long wanted to be, and then take it all away with a single bite. It was her source of entertainment.

It was 11:45, the numbers glowed a brilliant green on the marquee outside Vision Cinema.

Liv, that was name she went by, stepped out of the side doors and into the rays that fell from the streetlight. Pulling her black velvet coat with black red tiped fur collar around her slender form she leant against the cold brick wall. Her volupterous lips red with what appeared to be lipstick, and her white skin almost glowing in the shadows. Her eyes were light, yet dull with lifelessness and searched the night for a means of transportation home.

Looking down from the top of the rooftop, Nacrosix spyed the young woman directly underneath him. Retreating back from the edge, he went to another wall and climbed down it into the alley.

Pulling up his Jacket hood, he moved out into the street, moving at a normal walking pace he came quickly upto the young woman. Then he walked directly into her:

"Ohh sorry Ma'am, please forgive me"

He sensed something about this woman, something strange:

"Have we met before Ma'am?"

She stumbled slightly when he purposely collided with her, this was odd considering her usual grace. There came a sudden glare from her firey eyes followed quickly by a pause and she swallowed hard. This was the man she had been following, she had found his violent ways with his live food and his strong scent of Tarepha pleasing. Now he had came to her.

A smile formed at her lips and she looked to the pavement. 'Hm ... perhaps.' It wasn't a clear answer and that was how she liked it. If he didn't actually remember her she could play, she always was one for games.

"Perhaps indeed"

he put his hand under her chin and lifted up her head:

"Lets see who you are"

Very gently he pulled back her hood and his gaze fell on a face so stunning he looked away quickly out of shame. This was strange because he had never felt shame before. He sensed something about her. A kindling of the darkness of a Tarepha member.

He pulled his hand away:

"You are the same as me are you not? Why do you stand out here by yourself?"

Her eyes watched him as he looked away in shame and she felt her face warm from her blush. She rose a hand gently to his that had rested beneathe her chin and grasped it.

'I am as you, but I choose not to join the Tarepha for the same reason I am out here alone.'

Her eyes narrowed slightly and she looked away gently taking his hand from her.

'And the reason I am alone ...'

'I just don't do well around others.' She said curtly. She didn't mean to sound rude, he was so kind to her. Slowly she looked back up to him and placed her fingertips beneathe his chin tenderly guiding his gaze back to hers.

'I am glad though ... that I am no longer alone ...'

He searched deep within her eyes, deep into her body, then turned away and st down on the pavement:

"To be a Vampire is to be alone, I have lived alone for over 900 years. it is only recently that I have joined with the Tarepha. Though I enjoy my own company"

He looked back to her and wondered for a while:

"Perhaps, just perhaps I may find some happiness in this world at last, come sit down beside me, or do you fear me? I wish to talk more, I havn't talked to anyone in such a manner for years"

A chill trickled down her spine as he gazed back into her eyes. She pulled her coat around her and watched him sit.

'I do not fear you ...'

That was strange ... she usually did fear others though her hardly showed it. With him there it was as though she had nothing to fear in this world. She sat near him and smiled lightly.

'900 years ... I've barely reached 100 ...'

She felt so young, so unexperienced but this only served to peak her interest in him more.

"100 years, well were still Vampires, no matter what the age"

Nacrosix looked to the sky.

"So strange and wonderous this world, and yet I have lived here for so long and have yet to find love. I'm not really surprised, who could love this?"

he pulled down his hood an looked at her, showing his missing eye and scar:

"Lost this in 1066, back at the battle of Hastings, God Willaim the Conqueror was a great fighter"

He then looked away and covered his head with his hood:

"I had a 12 year old niece when i was bitten, I had to watch her and protect her from the other vampires of London, such a pretty girl she was. One night I was driven by mad hunger that the one I went to protect was the one I fed on, you have any idea what that is like?, to kill a family member"

The memories that came back were painful, so painul in fact he lowered his head and wept

Liv watched him tears almost in her eyes as he spoke. Tenderly she placed a hand on his shoulder and drew closer.

'Indeed I do ... My parents ... and my sister ... though ... the cause was not only hunger.'

She placed a hand beneathe his chin and turned his head so that he gazed upon her.

'Now do not make the mistake of thinking that because a few imperfections that no one will love you ...'

Gently she pushed back his hood, and brushed away his tears with her fingertips.

'I have barely known you ... and already I have felt such feelings as I have never known.'

He stared at her, longing to be with her:

"How could you ever like me, we..."

He looked behind her and stared, 5 guys were walking up behind her:

"Hey geourgous, leave that freak alone and come have some real fun"

Nacrosix stood up, anger already flaring, he gently moved Liv to the side

"What you call me you little shit bags?"

"Oh look Jack it's an English Freak"

"Leave now, or you shall all die, Believe me on this"

"Yeah right, lets take him guys"

"Come get me, come on..."

Liv stood slowly, her eyes pale with anger.

She reached into her coat, grasping the handle of her hand gun. She usually didn't like using it, but when thugs like these brought burdens in her life she didn't find it fun to slowly kill them off.

'Now wait ...'

Came her soft voice, she walked around Nacrosix, her eyes watching his as if to ask him to calm down and place his trust in her. Quickly she adverted her eyes to the five boys and smiled.

'No need for violence ...' She embraced the first one she came upon, teasingly seducing him. Her lips just an inch from his and he leaned forward quickly to catch her kiss. She dodged, smiling as though playing hard to get and then she leaned in.

A loud bang echoed through the night.

Liv stood there her eyes fixed upon the man ... or actually the corpse that was left. His brains had been blown out the back of his head. The boys gazes fell upon the smoking gun she held at his throat as she dropped him to her feet.

Nacrosix watched Liv blow the brains out of the thug:

"Nice, very nice, watch this"

He pulled out two small daggers, putting on his Vampire speed he ran up to one of the youths and started to slash every part of the youths body, especially where the arteries and veins were. He took his usual delight in his blood shower, then turned to the other youths:

"Anyone else?"

The other 3 legged it, but with 2 quick throws he speared 2 of the youths skulls, then he caught up with the last. Grabbing him, he turned to Liv:

"A present for the lovely lady"

Liv gave into a child-like giggle as he presented the one boy.

'Merci boucoup.'

She said softly walking to him. She was glad the events didn't lead to anything worse and she paused almost leaning into him for a kiss that she knew they both longed for. Almost. She was afraid of what would happen, not wanting him to hurt, if anything she wanted to help him.

She looked to the man then to him.

'What should we do with him?'

"I don't know, the fact he's seen what we've done, we can't just let him go can we?"

The youth started struggling:

"You can you know, I won't tell a soul honestly"

Nacrosix looked to Liv then back to the youth:

"You know i'm hungry and I need some new cloths"

"I have money, here take it"

"I dont want your money, what I want is blood"

Without a second though he yanked the youths head to the side and began to drink, when he got halfway through, he handed the bodie to Liv:

"Here drink, let the blood of this youth make you even more beutiful..."

Liv smiled. Despite the violent situation, it was sweet. She nodded and took the body, biting right above his teeth marks.

The blood was sweet, and she warmth filled her. It had been awhile since she had fed.

When she had taken the last drop she had let go of the body letting it fall the the pavement. She looked up to him, her eyes looking into his and she couldn't help herself. The blood on his lips made it more irrisitable, she leaned into him, her lips pressed against his in a soft kiss.

She could taste the blood he had taken on his lips and could feel the warmth of it against her.

There came a pause and she pulled away quickly her eyes looking into his, waiting, fearful of his reaction.

Nacrosix was stunned, he loved that sweet taste of her lips and of the blood, oh god he wanted more, but could he, should he. he didnt care anymore. He leant forward and gathered her up in his arms and just kissed her, softly first but then more and more intense.

"God I love you, I feel like we have known each other for years"

He broke away suddenly, not beacasue of her but because he had heard sirens in the back ground:

"Bugger, he looked behind Liv and saw a police car with 4 policman standing behind it all pointing their guns at them:

"Screw"

Luckily it was dark so the police couldn't get a good look at them

"Freeze"

Nacrosix shoved Liv down the alley next to them, next thing he knew he had a bullet wound in the leg:

"Run, run now, climb up the wall, you can do it, your a Tarepha and I belive in you. Now go"

He turned to the police car, reached inside his jacket and took out a grenade, he unpinned it and threw it towards the car then turned to run down the alley behind Liv...

Liv heard an explosion and she ran faster before finding the dead end. She reached up and started to climb. This is odd ... she thought as she looked back to him. She had never attempted to climb a wall before, it was weird, and yet she felt like a super hero.

She could smell Nacrosix's blood and she looked to him. 'Are you alright?' She pulled herself onto the roof and outstretched a hand to him for help. She could here more sirens and a couple of car doors slamming shut.

"I am fine"

he reached the top, just then another bullet hit him in the calve:

"For fuck sake," he turned to Liv "Run!"

He limped across the rooftop after her, leaping across the rooftops, he over took her and lead the way. he looked tohis left and saw the poilce cars and policeman leaning out the windows.
He came to another opening, he jumped across, but his leg gave way and he fell and fell hard, He looked up dazed, one glance to his left and he saw what looked like a smoke grenade:

"Fools I don't breath, another grenade for you"

He threw it down the alley way and climbed back up the wall, he came to Liv and kept low:

"K you know this place better than me, where do we go to get safe?"

another explosion filled the air.

Liv winced at the explosion and looked to his leg then to him.

'There are the sewers where the Tarepha are ... I would say my place but they could follow us there.'

She couldn't hear anything now and hoped that was all of them. Though she knew the first time he had brought out the grenade they probably called for back up.

'We better hurry if we want to get down to the sewers.'

She crept to the edge of the building, looking into the alley, bits and peices of the blown up police car where scattered across it. There was not a soul within it and she looked to Nacrosix before leaping over the edge.

She landed in a crouched cat-like postion on the pavement and looked up for him. Her gaze then wondered to the streets. Sirens and flashing lights danced across the walls of the building. Liv hid to avoid being seen and watch as two cop cars sped past the alley.

Moving quickly she ran to the sidewalk and pulled back the heavy sewer cap.

Nacrosix watched Liv jump down, and begin to pull away at the sewer lid.
Getting back up from his crouched position he went to the edge and lept down, landing on all fours, so he could support his busted leg:

"Just what I like, a trip through the sewers"

He turned to Liv, leant forward ang gave her a quick kiss on the lips:

"If they follow us we have your gun and my knifes, wait a sec"

He began searching himself for his knifes:

"Damn they were gifts from King Harold himself, I must get them. Those punks heads. You go down the sewers, I'll follow up after I get those daggers."

He began to turn and just hoped that for once someone would stop him, someone asking him not to go...

Just as he turned Liv grasped his hand quickly.

'Nacrosix ...'

She hadn't even had a chance to think it over, it was strange, like she needed him to be with her. Her hand squeezed his tenderly as she watched him.

'Please don't go ... not now.'

There was hope in her that that would be enough but she added on incase he really desired for his weapons.

'We can track them down another night. I'll even join you.'

Her hand left his and trailed his arm to his chin and turned his head so that his gaze met her pleading one.

'Please, I want to know you'll be safe.'

Nacrosix turned to Liv, he looked at her intensly, she didn't want him to go. Did he really want to throw this away?

"Another night then"

He kissed Liv on the lips then turned back to the manhole:

"Right who is going down first, me or you?"

He heard the sirens getting louder, quickly he gave Liv a little nudge that he hoped would make her fall down the hole:

"Sorry, but go quickly"

Liv gave a squeak as she fell but landed safely on all fours. She moved quickly out of his way and stood there staring into the darkness as she waited for him. It was eerily silent, cool and damp. Liv could sense so many others, it was intimidating, like she was in a crowd and everyone was watching her. She attempted to shrug it off as she looked up, hearing the echo of sirens.