Title: Born Necromancers
Author: Jake
Rating: PG-13

SPOILERS: MOONLIGHT episode 1.03 "Dr. Feelgood"
MOONLIGHT episode 1.06 "B.C."
What Good Is A Glass Dagger? copyright (C) 1971 by Larry Niven

DISCLAIMER: This is just a fanfic. I make no money here. All characters from MOONLIGHT are the property of Warner Brothers Television and CBS (Columbia Broadcasting System).

A/N: This fanfic was inspired when I realized that the vampires of MOONLIGHT would fit perfectly into Larry Niven's Warlock's World fantasy series.
The fanfic is canon for at least the first six episodes of MOONLIGHT. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1

"We have a problem," said Josef Konstantin in his serious voice.

Mick St. John sighed. "Josef, why does every other visit with you eventually lead to a problem?"

"Because you're a trouble magnet?" Josef parried, now smiling.

"I'M the trouble magnet?" asked Mick incredulously.

"OK, let's not quibble over whose fault this is--not mine, by the way. The point is . . . we have a real problem." Josef was all seriousness again.

Mick took a hefty sip of the cognac from Josef's drink cabinet and he set down his glass. "I'm listening."

"There's a new bloodsucker in town . . . that preys on vampires."

Mick sat up straight and studied his ancient friend carefully. He decided that this wasn't one of Josef's little jokes. Josef actually looked concerned.

"This isn't another Lola situation, is it?" Mick recalled the unpleasant memory of his fatal encounter with Josef's old girlfriend, who had started killing other vampires in order to drain their blood and sell it to humans as a drug. A very potent and potentially lethal drug. Lola was a danger to vampires and humans alike. Mick didn't regret killing her one bit.

"No, this--creature--is doing to us what we do to humans," Josef answered.

"But there's no life in our blood. You know it, I know it, every vampire knows it. That's why we never feed on each other."

"Which is why this thing can't be one of us. It's something new, and it has to be stopped before it reproduces. Fingers crossed that it hasn't done that already. If there's a whole pack of these things, we're done for."

"Tell me what you know." Josef was Mick's main source of news in the vampire world, because Mick spent most of his waking hours working for and interacting with the living, not the undead.

"Last night, the Cleaner and her crew were called to a scene by a vampire who found two bodies. One was human and the other was a vampire. The necropsies revealed that most of the mortal's blood was in the vampire's belly. It wasn't even partially digested, which means the vampire was attacked while he was still feeding. And all of the vampire's blood was missing." Josef paused to see Mick's reaction.

". . . And?" asked Mick.

"And his throat was torn open. His attacker didn't drink from the human. There was still blood in that body." Josef paused again to drain his glass of cognac and pour himself a refill. He offered the bottle to Mick, which was declined. "Mick, you're probably the last one of us to hear about this. One of the downsides of hanging out with the sunbathers as much as you do. But now you know."

Before Mick could respond, one of Josef's vampire assistants knocked at the study door. Josef said "Enter." The assistant silently handed him a piece of paper, then turned and left. Josef briefly read the paper before speaking again to Mick. "Two more bodies found tonight . . . both vampires."