David's eyes wandered the parking lot from his bike just outside 'VideoMax.' Max had summoned him there for a brief meeting, which wasn't too unusual considering his sire would call him to an unexpected lecture every now and then, but to meet here was just impractical. There were too many nosy human employees in the store for them to try and have a decent and private conversation. Not only that, but Max didn't like the boys snooping around his area of business, so he wondered what was so urgent that made this time different?
He pulled a lone cigarette from behind his ear and lit it up. The overbearing head vampire had yet to arrive, and David was becoming further impatient by the second. He hadn't had the chance to hunt yet that night and the hunger pangs were making his head, ache. Every mere mort that walked by looked like a tasty morsel. If his sire didn't show soon, one of them would be his behind the video store. He considered the thought all too soon as Max pulled up.
The elder glared through his glasses at David with a slight curl to his lips and killed the engine of his car, after which he finally gave a slight smile to his child. He grabbed the few papers he possessed from the passenger side seat, hastily stepping out of the car and then making his way towards the door of the video store. David hesitated before dismounting his bike, and threw his cigarette to the ground, stomping it out with the ball of his foot, slowly working it into the pavement. If there was anything Max hated more it was David's will to agitate him while he waited for him to follow.
"Come, come now David," Max persisted, holding the door open for him. "Honestly, you make this more painful than it has to be," he clucked, before bidding his fellow employees a good evening as they passed the checkout counters. David nodded as well, dully acknowledging their presence, and in return received a few dim glares.
"Step into my office, won't you?" Max asked politely, as if there were any other option. "Did you know David, that the Unicorn was the very first animal named by Adam?" Max asked setting the small stack of papers he held down on the desk. The front page had a colored picture of a small code of arms printed on it, guarded by an elegant unicorn and rugged Griffon.
David looked at the papers then at Max hardhearted. "You know I don't believe in that shit."
"Now, now, watch your language. No need to get testy. I was simply asking." He straightened the papers so that they sat in a perfect square bundle. "There's going to be a few changes around her, David. We have company coming. A new girl in town."
David's eyes twitched in annoyance. Why would he care about some girl for anything other than a quick screw and blood meal? "We have a lot of new girls in town everyday, they're called tourists."
"Yes, well this one is different…" Max began, pausing as one of his employees interrupted by bounding through the door.
"We have an issue out here, Sir. Some guy demanding that he talk to the manager about a late fee," the young girl said, with a slight worried look cut across her simple face for having cut in on such an important meeting.
"Ah, I know exactly who it is too." Max replied, calmly rising out of his seat. "Excuse me for one second David, I won't be long." He left the office with the young girl tucked under his arm, leaving the door open a smidge.
David gave the door a quick shove with his boot and it shut entirely. He leaned back in the chair resting one elbow on the table and rubbed his chin, frowning down at the articles. He guessed by the looks of these important documents that Max had some ludicrous task for him to carry out.
He fumbled through them with one finger spreading them across the table, noticing that the words infused into the paper noted something about the end of the world, and something about a girl designed to stop it. But then it went on to state that there were several other humans with this design, but from the looks of it, Max had been tracking one in particular. There were also a few notes from his new business, The New Life Corporation, about genetics and magic and raising the dead. Raising the dead?
David rolled his eyes and looked away as Max came striding back in, being sure to close the door fully once more. He put his fists down on the table beside David, looking down at him very critically. "If you wanted to read these papers all you had to do was ask." He proceeded to straighten them again into a perfect pile. "This girl, you're going to watch her for me, David, and make sure she doesn't run into any trouble, understand? I need her to be in tiptop shape when the time comes."
"You mean like we did with the last one?" David asked in a mocking tone, giving Max a sideways glance with no flare. "The end of the world huh?"
Max looked down at him above the rims of his glasses and put his hands on his hips. "Don't give me any trouble, David, really, I'm not in the mood. If I find out that you or any of the other boys have toyed with her in any way, there will be hell to pay." He smiled and patted David on the shoulder. "Now, go find our girl," he said, jubilantly.