AN-To my friend, Milicent.

*I disclaim everything that belongs to Fright Night.

It was after 7:00 p.m. , in Clark County. Candice Banks was due for her shift at Club Radio. She got a call from her coworker, Jim the bartender, asking about her friend Doris. Doris did not report to work and their boss, Sal, was totally irate. Candice called and texted Doris countless of times before and after she spoke to Jim, and never got a response. To Candice, this did not sound like Doris. What's a good friend to do, though? Candice knew that she might be late for work, and face a reprimand, but she had to find out what the deal was with with her friend. After all, it was Doris who helped her land that dance job at the club. So on her way to work, she stopped by Doris' house.

Candice arrived at the house and noticed that it was quiet. The only light coming from the house was from the kitchen window. Is it possible that she could still be at home, she wondered. If so, why is she not at work? Why didn't she call? Something just didn't seem right. Candice walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. She rang it again, then tried Doris on her cell, once more. Still no answer. Since Doris had given Candice a spare key to her house, she unlocked the door and entered.

A couple of doors down from Doris' house, one of Doris' neighbors, Jerry, noticed Candice's car parked in the driveway. Jerry went to have a look. He recognized that vehicle and knew that it belonged to Doris' friend, Candice. Doris introduced her to Jerry a few days ago, before she perished in the sun.

Doris' house was completely empty. Candice even noticed that her car was still in the garage. "Doris, wherever you are, I hope that you are okay, " she thought to herself. Candice had to get to work, she was already late. When she opened the front door, she noticed one of Doris' neighbors, Jerry, standing in the porch. Candice recognized him because Doris introduced him to her one night. Tall, pale but hot looking dude, with a smile that could make one's panties fall off. Now pull yourself together, she told herself.

"Hey Candice," Jerry began.

"Hey Jerry, how's it going? No doubt you are here for Doris, but I'm afraid that she's not home. Anyway, I got to get to work. If you see her, please let her know that I stopped by." As she tried to make her way around him, he stepped in front of her, blocking her. Candice moved to the other side and he did the same again. "Uh, Jerry, excuse me. I'm trying to leave," she stated, I told you I got to get to work." After another attempt to pass him, Jerry blocked her some more. "Look, I don't have time for this, all right?" she told him. Jerry stared down at her, with a hardened expression. Something about that expression made Candice weaken, but she did not hesitate to ask "Is there a problem?" She noticed that his eyes had turned completely black, solid black. She could not see any pupils. Her own eyes got big as saucers, as she took in a huge gasp. "What has happened to your eyes?" she asked.

Jerry clamped a clawed hand over Candice's mouth. Quick as a wink, he took her over to the other side of Doris' house, where it was completely dark. Jerry brought out the fear in Candice. It was just what he needed to make her blood taste more delightful. Even though it was dark where they were standing, Candice noticed Jerry's fangs gleaming from his lips. Her mouth was still covered so she could not scream. She did struggle, to no avail though, as Jerry tilted her head back, giving him access to her throat. Finally, he sunk his fangs into her cinnamon skin and drank enough to weaken her, but not enough to completely drain her. Candice fell limp in his arms.

Candice regained consciousness and found herself on a hard linoleum floor, inside a small white room, with fluorescent lighting. It reminded her of a jail cell, without a toilet and a bed. She heard the sound of keys and a clicking sound. Candice saw the door to her cell open and in stepped Jerry. She quickly rose to her feet. She felt some relief that she had the strength to at least accomplish that.

"Blood sucking mother fucker!" Candice began, "Stay the fuck away from me!"

Jerry could only smirk as he approached her. That smile use to thrill Candice. Now it chilled whatever blood was left in her veins. Jerry reached for her wrist and she started to swing and claw at him. He just grasped her wrists, chuckled and pinned her to the wall. "You know, " he started to say, with that same, smug smirk "for a petite little thing as yourself, you are feisty. Very fiery. I admire that. For the longest, under these circumstances, I would get 'No, no. Please don't.' In fact the last time I heard that, came from your friend, Doris. You, on the other hand, spice things up for me."

Doris. Jerry just mentioned Doris. "Doris? Doris! When did you see her last? She is missing! You had something to do with her disappearance! Didn't you?" Candice stated and waited for a reply. "Well, whatever twisted plans you have for me, just keep in mind. My sister, Brenda Banks is a detective for LVPD. When she notices how long I have been missing, she is going to set up a search party," she warned.

"Thanks for the heads up," Jerry stated. Then with a little seductive tone to his voice, he added, "If you're sister is as pretty as you are, I can't wait to meet her."

Candice retorted, "Oh, you will be in for a surprise."

"Let the party begin, Jerry stated. "Speaking of." He moved his body at an angle, while still holding to the woman, so that she could notice a teenage boy, with dark hair and a lanky frame, standing by the doorway.

"What! There are more of you freaks!" Candice shouted.

"Ed, I told you that I would bring you dinner," Jerry stated to the adolescent vampire.

As Ed approached the two, Candice started struggling again, shouting "Oh no! Hell no! Hell no! I'm no fucking blood bank!"

Ed stood before her, his eyes turning black. "Boy, I said I am not your blood bank, so don't be eyeballing me!" Ed placed Candice on the floor, with her wrists held above her head. His grip was so tight that she asked him "Boy, what do you do for a living, crack coconuts with your bare hands? Damn!"

"I don't answer to 'boy,'" he implied, "I happen to be more man than you will ever see."

"Well, I guess that must make me all woman you will ever get," she added.

After that, Ed smirked, revealed his fangs, and then fastened them on the opposite side of Candice's neck, that was untouched.

She whimpered throughout, and as she weakened Jerry told Ed, "Time to let up. We don't want to drain her completely. I feel that she will serve a purpose for us."

Ed heeded to the advice, removed his lips from the victim's neck, and wiped the excess blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. Candice laid on the cold floor, bleeding and unconscious as both vampires left her cell. Jerry locked the door and made his way through the hallway with Ed following. He was uncertain as to what he found entertaining the most during the little scenario, Ed sinking his fangs in his first victim as she tried to struggle, or the abrasive discourse between the two, prior.