-1DISCLAIMER: Jk Owns this all, sadly, I do not.

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Through the darkness I was dimly aware of a loud clanking noise. It was irregular and muffled, but I could easily identify it. The hollow sound of steel against rock echoed against my ears in most horrible a fashion. Immediately my silver eyes snapped open. It was pitch black, as it always was. Even my superior vision was no use to me in this claustrophobic darkness, but it did not surprise me. I expected nothing different. Though, credit where credit is due, I am very seldom surprised.

With a long rasping gasp, I drew my first shallow breath in over a thousand long years. I remained still as my body adjusted. I listened intently in the encompassing darkness, but the sound of my breathing echoed around me, and I could no longer hear the God awful grating of metal and rock. As my breathing slowed and steadied, and my breath drew in more air each time I became aware of a peculiar, yet faintly familiar feeling, and I heard a third sound since awakening. My heart. My heart had begun to beat again. It was faint and irregular at first, but as the blood began to flow, pushed by unyielding currents, torrents of power, rushing through each vain in a cataclysmic show of pure energy, it picked up speed and steadiness.

I could smell the blood coursing violently just underneath my pale skin and my mouth watered. I ran my tongue over my sharp canine teeth. It had been a long time since I had eaten a decent meal. Too long. I decided.

I raised my arm slowly, ignoring the pain and stiffness that can only come from a thousand year sleep, and pushed the black marble lid open. As the lid was pushed aside a bright light assaulted me, causing an involuntary flinch and a hiss of pain. In truth it was fairly dark, too dark for ny human to see, but I wasn't human. I was half vampire, half demon. My mother, Narcissa Malfoy, was a pure blooded vampire huntress, and my father, Lucius Malfoy, Lucifer's best demon. And I was hungry. There was an ache in my stomach that could not be soothed with food. I ran my tongue across my impressive canine teeth once more, this time causing my mouth to fill with the coppery taste of my own blood.

I hummed happily, satiated for the moment. I sat up gracefully, my breeding would not allow for me to fumble, pain and stiffness aside, and looked around the room. It was the same as ever, not one thing out of place, albeit a little dustier.

I sat in the middle of Malfoy manor's master bedroom. It was the first place I came to when I came up to Earth. It was an ancient manor full of dark magic and overlapping wards placed by each paranoid generation of my long heritage that could keep even the darkest of hunters out, aside from me of course. Because I am the best, second only to Lucifer himself.

I stood up and stretched languidly, gently easing the stiffness out of my under used muscles. It was then that I felt the familiar itch in my upper back. With a feral and decidedly predatory grin, I removed my black and silver cloak and my white dress shirt, leaving me in only my black jeans and dragon hide boots.

I smirked and let my wings unfurl with sharp cracks, further proof of the strain the thousand year sleep had put on my body. I could feel the power emanating off of each black feather and I laughed. A mirthless laugh that told eons of entrapment, in body, mind and soul were free, and looking for revenge. The hunter had been released.

I walked up to one of the large iron, gothic style windows and stood on the ledge. I took a deep breath and, as loud as I could, I yelled. "I AM DRACO MALFOY! IT'S BEEN OVER A THOUSAND YEARS AND COUNTING LUCIFER! I AM STILL ALIVE! I WARNED YOU! THE HUNTER HAS BEEN UNLEASHED, IT'S PREY WILL BE CAUGHT!"

I injected as much power into those words as I could. I did not know if he could hear me, but I could feel the power coursing through my body, running through my veins and mixing with my blood. I wanted him to hear, I was looking for a fight. Little did I know the threat was heard loud and clear in the depths of Hell.