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Never take advice from a trash possum.

There are cities around that are old and if they could talk, would tell you stories of old. Cities where time has taken its toll, its mark is left on it. Even the folks of the city have there mark of time on them, the streets full of characters that walk about. Like every city, there is a darkness that lurks within it. A darkness that the locals try to avoid or only speak about in hush tones, the darkness that people try to pretend is not there. The kind of darkness that only those who do not fear to doom or damned themselves would go after.

There had been a rise in murders lately and no one could find the culprit. Rumors started as they so do with gruesome deaths of supernatural occurrence. Whispers of possibly vampire attack (even though most did not believe in such.) or demonic attacks, most everyone thought it to be a demonic cult thing. Even the papers ran it as a possible cult link attack, the bodies being drained of blood and not having eyes and tongues. Then there is the disappearance of people too, which is thought to be link to the murders.

If only these people knew that they were not in fact linked, but the fate of it would be; if they knew that the predator in their street was a vampire. A curious vampire who was looking into the disappearance of folks. Intrigued with the work of whom ever was doing it, that they wish to find them. A wish that would likely be regretted, little did they know though. The scrawny little vampire moved about the alley ways, looking in a last location known of one victim that went missing.

The raccoon eyed looking vampire went through the empty home, it had shown slight signs of a struggle. Though didn’t seem much of one, the vampire was trying to find anything to clue how the victims are chosen. Though not much of anything was left to help the vampire, much like the detectives, he was left clueless. He head out the back into the alley way there to look for anything. Moving to look in the trash heap, only to come face to face with a creature who gave a shriek.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Go’n through someone home like that. Bloody fuc’n rude that is.” said the grotesque looking creature. The scrawny vampire looked at the creature confused and yet intrigued “Well aren’t you a curious creature.” he say, leaning in to get a better look. The other creature tilt his head “Look here, don’t be getting ideas. I know what you are, I been see’n you all over the place. You are not the only vampire in this city.”

Well now the other vampire was curious “Oh really?”

The creature gave a nod “Yeah, I might not be your prettiest, but I am a vampire too. Though I am different from you.”

the other vampire nods some “Interesting, so you know alot that goes on in this city then?”

The Nosferatu nods “Yes, why?”

The vampire grinned and would cross his arms “Can you tell me what happen here then?” surely maybe this one knew. Worst thing to happen, is the being was clueless as him and therefor nothing gained.

The Nosferatu would slowly nod “Oh yeah I know what happen. I also know where they took them. If you be curious to that. Though information is not free.” he add at the end.

The scrawny vampire smirked “Oh but of course, of course. Tell me what is it that you seek then? How can I pay for your knowledge then?” of course there would be bartering. He knew that nothing ever came for free in this world, so this was nothing new to him.

The Nosferatu would ponder some “Well what do you have on you?” he ask.

The vampire arch a brow and patted at his clothes, pulling out a amulet he had taken from one of the fledglings he had sired and abandon, but not without a keep sake. Holding it out to the other “How about this?”

The Nosferatu would take it and look it over “This will do.” the other vampire could have given him anything trash and the Nosferatu would have taken it. “Ok so if you go down Bakers street and there is a building that looks run down, its right at the cross of Flint and Casteen lane. That’s where they take the ones they kidnap. Rumor has it, they do whacky experiments, like some mad science lab.” he told him.

The vampire was more intrigued then ever now “Well thank you. ” he then moved off to go check out the very place he was told. As the Nosferatu watch him leave, a figure comes out of the shadows “You did well. ” he spoke in a deep tone. Those yellow goat like eyes staring at the Nosferatu.

“And you leave me alone now right? I did as you ask, I pointed him to your direction, you leave me alone.” The Nosferatu would state, clear in stress of the creature.

There was a chuckle “Yes yes, you are safe. Paying your freedom with a soul. You shall never see me again.” waving a hand as they move to leave, to go claim their new victim.

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