It was an early Saturday morning. The sun was bright and the sky was blue. Sera was sitting in a seat at Barnes and Nobles. She was sipping on her coffee slowly while reading an interesting book on vampires. Sera loved to study vampires for they fasinated her. She wanted to know their origin and where they came from, how they were created, and what made them crave blood. Vampires cannot substain their own blood because it does not clot therefore, they have to drink human blood every so often. Then thats when a suspicious character walked in. He had on a black shirt and black pants. His pants were held up with a belt that had some strange symbol on it not known to humans. He had on a long black coat with many pockets. His hair was short and blond but with some hair hanging down in his eyes. Sera found him quite interesting. She swore to herself that she had seen the symbol in one of her vampire books and only one type of vampire could have the symbol. The symbol of the vampire werewolf mix. Vampire werewolfs were known as Coresango. Coresango was an old word that the Greeks used and it meant "The man who changes every night and everyday." Coresangos stay vampires during the day and become werewolfs during the night no matter if the moon is full. It is there natural instinct to change like this. The suspicious man was looking at a book. Sera stared at him with weary eyes, wondering what he was looking at and what he was thinking. He knew someone was looking at him so, he looked back at Sera. The Coresango looked deep into her eyes with his emerald green eyes. He slowly walked up to Sera. Then he speaked to her. "What are you staring at?" he asked. "I noticed your a Coresango," answered Sera, a little scared. "I see you keep up on your vampire studies," he said. "Yes, of course I do," she said. "What is your name? If I may ask." she wondered. "It is Gabriel," he said. "Mine is Sera," she said. Gabriel sat down, still staring into her eyes deeply. His eyes turned a dark red crimson color. They made Sera stretch out her hand and touch his. Gabriel gerked back. "Don't touch me. I can only touch you," he said. "Why is that?" asked Sera. "Because I said so," answered Gabriel. Gabriel then grabbed her by the arm and ran out of Barnes and Nobles. People jumped out of their chairs, scared. The loud thomps of the chairs hitting the floor sounded like clashes of thunder in the sky. Gabriel and Sera were both running down the street. Their feet pounding onto the pavement. Sera did not try to break free because she wanted to know what he would do to her. Gabriel's hand was clenched tight around Sera's arm. Then, he came to an abrupt stop. They had stopped at an abondoned graveyard that looked to be at least 200 years old or more, back from the 1800's. Gabriel walked over to this big tomb stone that had delicate carvings on it. He used his giganitc muscles to lift it up. Gabriel picked Sera up and threw her down the steps that followed. Her head bumped some of the steps with a disgusting sound that gave you chills. She broke her arm and cracked open her head. Blood was dripping down her forhead and into her eyes. She layed passed out at the end of the steps til the dawn of the next day.