Hello everybody! I know it's been quite some while since I wrote a story. I'm just so lazy. Well, this story is dedicated to Monsieur Creep, whom I just read his review for Kry High. I hope this chapter isn't crap, but if it is, I hope I get better later on. So please bear with me if I have some grammatical errors. Oh, and Riku's gonna be a bit aristocratic in here. But what do you expect when Sephiroth's been your brother for 500 years. Here's the story!

Riku Noire --wealthy, gorgeous, and also deadly-- was stalking the streets on a moonless night. No one knew the true reason for his midnight stroll. But many thought they did.

Rumors had spread about the famous aristocrat. Many told of a beautiful woman waiting for him in a secluded building somewhere on a secluded street in a secluded part of town where no one would be able to recognize them.

Others told of drugs, murder, and, of course, sex.

Still, more whispers divulged magic and other such superstitions.

But the true reason was simple: It was to feed.

Riku Noire was a vampire. A born member of the Shadow Clan.

Instinct and power coursed through his veins and hunger racked his body.

Being the vessel of such strong lineage made his blood lust higher than most.

Tonight was no exception.

While on his hunt, he caught the scent of what could possibly be the sweetest blood he had ever known.

He followed the enticing trail and was greeted with a delicious prize.

Before him was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. It had cinnamon brown hair and cerulean eyes. And even though it was dark, his heightened eyesight let him observe the magnificent sun-kissed skin.

But the very best part of his find was the blood. It was trickling down from a gash on his head. It seemed that this superb specimen had fallen down and had hit the concrete hard.

Upon closer inspection, his discovery was found to be young, male, and quite thin.

He deduced that he was also homeless; for his clothes were in tatters and his body odor wasn't one to be complimented.

All of his observations were done in a second though, and once that second was over, so was the element of surprise.

The boy immediately jumped in shock and then ran passed Riku; Fear in his scent and blood dripping onto the sidewalk.

Riku allowed a few seconds for his prey to get some distance. For where was the fun in an easy catch? Of course, a trail of blood is one of the worst advantages you can give to an obsessed vampire.

The chase ended as quickly as it began and the poor, frightened boy was easily ensnared.

The last sensation experienced by the young mortal was a sharp pain to his neck and the euphoria of life being sucked out of him.

Then everything went black.

Note: euphoria is like the state of being completely happy. I use it as: the state of being consumed in complete pleasure.

Well, that's the end of the first chapter. The next will actually have some dialogue in it. Yay! This chapter didn't totally suck! I think I actually sounded like a real author. I had to use the thesaurus so many times! But I sound smart! I hope you like the story so far!

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