Author's note: I'm back with a new story. Whether or not I continue my old ones will depend on how many people are still interested. I'm battling with this story being rated between T and M, I not interested in lemons for this story (that could change) but the characters might be explicit in language and nature.

Chapter 1

The streets were exceptionally quiet on this Saturday night in the college town of Boston. It was wintertime again, this time of year always confused me it brought a mixture of happiness and sadness very different contrasting emotions amongst humans. I was supposed to be hunting but I wasn't very thirsty. I continued to walk around aimlessly until I found the campus library and I ducked inside.

I had been alone for many years and every once in awhile I'd like to sit among humans just pretend for a couple of hours that I that I wasn't really alone. An hour into reading a book I wasn't really paying attention to pretty brunette walking towards my section of the library and took a seat at the table next to mine. She's gorgeous I managed to catch the brown color of her eyes as she smiled slightly at me before she sat down.

It's been years since someone has smiled at me human or not. My lips twitched involuntary up in response. She didn't acknowledge me again her concentration was completely focused on the books in front of her.

The library was packed with students overly stressing and murmuring about finals, but even with the crowd of people I could still tell there was one person that was paying more attention to the brunette then his books.

I noticed him come in about 10 minutes after she did with no books in hand and watched him grab the closest reference books and take a seat where he can best view her. I KNEW it wasn't just a silly human crush, but something darker.

The brunette eventually stood up from her seat and began packing her bag. By chance or maybe even intuition she looked up and directly at the boy that's been watching her. Her heart rate sped up, and I could smell her fear, though she only showed anger. The muscles along her back tensed, as she prepared to walk pass him towards the exit. What was he an abusive ex boyfriend? He looked up and smirked at her as she passed him. Creep, I thought to myself. Not that I really cared.

I haven't cared about much lately. Not since my brother rescued me from Maria, after that I cared about tracking down and killing Maria and everyone that would miss her. I haven't cared much about anything after that, no goals, no ambitions, no hopes or dreams, just existing.

To relieve the boredom I followed the boy when he too left the library 10 minutes after the girl. I followed closely by rooftop, as he exited campus and cut through streets until he stopped at an apartment building and just stood there. Is this what humans do now? Randomly stare into space? I have to be missing something so I waited 20 minutes, and was getting ready to leave when the brunette from the library appeared in the windows on the top floor of the building. The creep was stalking her that became even more apparent when I smelt his arousal. My nose flared in anger, as my hands involuntarily balled into fist. I ate guys like him but I KNEW I couldn't, but I would certainly make sure he didn't harm the girl. Tonight I'll watch him but tomorrow I'll cook up a plan to keep her safe.