­It was a night like any other. Troy Bolton was roaming the streets like any other seventeen year old boy would do. But Troy's roaming wasn't from angst or disobedience. It was a part of his nature. Troy Bolton is a vampire, so being nocturnal is normal to him and his father. Another thing that comes along with his vampiric nature is the need to feed. That's mainly what this night time roaming was about. Finding the perfect victim.

He trekked up and down the streets of downtown looking for someone that fit his profile. A pretty girl that looked like she wouldn't be missed if something happened to her. A girl walked past him. His heightened sense of smell alerted him that she had been drinking heavily, and she would easily succumb to his charms. Not his type. Another girl walked pass, and she smelled like lavender and looked well enough. Perfect. He turned around and quickened his pace to catch up with her.

"Excuse me miss." He said tapping her shoulder, "My name is Troy, and I usually don't do this, but would you like to come and join me for a drink?"

She laughed.

"Are you sure you're old enough to drink?" she asked jokingly.

"Positive." He replied.

"Alright then. Where to?"

"It's this way." Troy said to her.

As the evening went on, Troy began to charm the girl. Before midnight she stopped him in the middle of a sentence.

"I'm really having a good time. I hope you don't think it too forward of me if I ask you to come to a motel with me?" she asked.

Troy smiled silently to himself.

"Of course. What sane man would deny you?"

The motel room, paid for by her, was a dingy room with the wallpaper peeling off of the ceiling. She, he still hadn't bother to learn her name, plopped down on the bed and began to take her clothes off. Troy took off his shirt, climbed over to her, and began kissing her neck right before he extended his fangs and bit directly into her skin sending her into a fit of screaming. He bit down again, this time harder, and silenced her, as he finished feeding, blood spilling from his mouth to his chest.

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Later that night, the motel owner found the body and called the police. When they arrived they came with cameras and took photos of the body.

"What the fuck?" The detective started, "this is the third murder to happen this month."

"Don't worry sir. We're gonna catch this sick bastard." An officer said to him.

"I just wanna know one thing. What kind of rapist drains their victim of their blood? It just doesn't make sense." another officer said.

"That's because you aren't dealing with a rapist. You're dealing with a vampire." he said.

The detective turned around and saw a man standing wearing all black with guns and knives decorating his clothes.

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"Wildcats! Wildcats!" the gym room rang with excitement from the bleachers.

It was East High's first pep rally of the New Year. It was January and Troy was standing in the locker room, energized from his feeding last night, with the rest of the basketball team, to be introduced to their peers. It was like this every year: first, all the kids would file into the auditorium, then, some random announcer would get them pumped up, after that, the principal would speak about starting the New Year off on the right foot, then finally the cheerleaders would perform their…routine, if that's what you want to call it, before the basketball team came out. Year after year, it was the same.

Right before the cheerleaders started, Troy took a seat in the bleachers to get a better view. As they filed in and took their formations, he noticed that there was a new face among the red and white uniformed cheerleaders. She was a brunette with pale blue eyes. She was standing next to Gabriella and Sharpay, laughing. Troy couldn't take his eyes off her.

"She's pretty, right?" a voice came from behind him. He turned to see Ryan standing behind him, "the new girl."

"Yeah I guess. Do you know her?" Troy asked inquisitively.

"Sharpay introduced us. Unfortunately she introduced me as the cheerleading team's 'choreographer', so naturally she thought I was gay, that is until me and Gabriella almost had sex in front of them"

"Eww. Mental Picture." Troy replied with a shudder.

The crowd roared as the lights in the gym started to dim. Troy got up and started down the bleachers.

"Great." Troy thought, "just what everyone needs: another poorly danced routine to the sound of Hollaback Girl."

Just then a siren started to ring.

Boys call you sexy

And you don't care what they say

See every time you turn around

They screamin' ya' name

Just the sound of a different song made Troy turn around and look down at the cheerleaders. It was a totally different dance. The previous dances were plain and simple. This one was elaborate and pain staking. Troy looked around the crowd and everyone had the same look: surprise. No one knew their cheerleading squad could bring such fierceness to their routines.

When the song was over everyone was cheering so loud, that it was hard to hear the players' names be announced. After the pep rally, Troy caught up with the girl along with the rest of the squad.

"Hi Troy!" Sharpay exclaimed before he got within 5 feet range of them.

"Hey" he said.

"Now who's that? You never introduced me to him." The girl said.

"Oh. This is Troy. Troy this is Jessica." Sharpay said

"Hi." Troy said holding out his hand.

"Hello" Jessica replied as she did the same.

"Do you mind if I ask who came up with the routine you just performed?"

"I did. I just thought that the previous routine was a little…" Jessica started.

"Simple? Plain? Uninteresting?"

"Hey!" Sharpay called.

"Those are a few words that come to mind…" Jessica said while stifling a laugh.

"Troy" Chad's voice came from behind him, "Coach needs to see you."

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"You wanted to see me dad?" Troy said as he entered the office.

"Sit down" Jack Bolton said seriously.

He sat down cautiously as Mr. Bolton took out a folder and threw it on the table.

"Open it" he said.

Troy picked up the folder and opened it. Pictures of a bloody body with teeth marks all over it fell on the desk.

"Didn't I tell you to be careful when you feed?!"

"I'm sorry! I didn't think that anyone would find her." Troy asked.

"That's not the point! You're lucky we have people in the police department or people would start to suspect us. Or worse it might draw a hunter here." Jack replied.

"A hunter?" Troy said inquisitively.

"A vampire hunter. They're a group with only onw purpose in life: to kill us."

"But dad" Troy started, "wouldn't we be able to kill them or outrun them or something with our powers?"

"That's the thing. They are just as powerful as us. They have everything we have except the thirst. So be careful."

"Alright. I will be."

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