The names are completely fictional - products of my fancy.

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Chapter 1: Not According to Plan

Despite the blatantly obvious, human beings are creatures with a high tendency to hold to their conventional and preconceived ideas. Vampires live among people, and that is the truth. Their dazzling appearance and charisma easily impel them into positions of wealth and influence. They can do just about anything perfectly: sing, dance, perform, laugh - anything. Yet, people continue to feign obliviousness.


Once upon a time, there was a young pure-blood vampire of the antediluvian von Chatillon family. Beaux, as he was called, was the successor of his father's company. And through such business matters, he met an entrepreneur, Mr. Lavoirsier.

No on can quite capture the shock that Mr. Lavoirsier received when he first came face to face with the youthful, dashing Beaux von Chatillon. Beaux had held his hand out, expecting the usual gestures of salutation, but Mr. Lavoirsier was so taken aback by Beaux's presence that this small detail went unnoticed. Almost six feet in height, Beaux towered over Mr. Lavoirsier. The old man was amazed; how could anyone look so inhuman? Beaux was a breathing painting. Every aspect and angle of his character was clearly defined and honed to perfection. His emerald eyes and ethereal-blonde hair only heightened the overall effect of seraphic splendor.

Once he had overcome Beaux's presence, Mr. Lavoirsier returned to his normal chipper self and began to commence his oration on his ideas for the company alliance. Beaux, Mr. Lavoirsier noticed, was quiet, courteous, and reasonable throughout the entire ordeal.

Mr. Lavoirsier was a light-hearted and lively man, who never really took to the stifling conditions of normal business meetings. Knowing his partner was but a young man, Mr. Lavoirsier casually suggested the notion of a less formal get-together. And so, the two arranged a meeting over dinner, and Beaux accepted the invitation to the Lavoirsier manor.

True, Beaux found Mr. Lavoirsier's request rather odd, but he found no harm in staying for a brief moment. As we all know, vampires must feed upon the blood of humans in order to exist. Although they need not feed daily, a tempting morsel is difficult to resist - even for the most tractable vampire. Our protagonist was confident; neither Mr. Lavoirsier nor his middle-aged spouse would pose such threat.


The sixth hour past noon was drawing near and the florid sky began to ebb into overwhelming darkness. When Beaux rang the doorbell, which resonated from the inside in lethargic tolls, he was greeted by Mr. Lavoirsier and his wife. Beaux bowed to Mr. Lavoirsier and then turning to Mrs. Lavoirsier graciously took her hand and brushed it faintly against his lips. She giggled childishly and blushed with a deep crimson color before dragging another figure from the shadows. Against Beaux's expectations, he found that the couple had a young daughter, named Meliah.