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"I'm not sure I like this place Abby" Tony shouted as he looked around the darkened night club, glancing back and forth watching bodies dance, grind and sway to the seductive beat of the music whilst also trying to keep Abby in view.

"Aw come on Tony, we hardly ever go out! You look so hot as well, why waste all that now by going home! Come on, get another drink down you!" Abby replied as she moved with the music in front of him.

Tony sighed, she was right of course, he had made a bit of an effort getting dressed this evening, but then he had actually felt like a night out, but as the night wore on, he started to feel old and out of place. Shaking his head he smiled, he was with Abby on a night out so he shouldn't be so grumpy.

"Okay" Tony reluctantly agreed, "I'll be back in a minute, don't go anywhere… Oh do you want a drink?"

Tony looked back to see Abby with some guy, she seemed to be having a good time so he turned back to the direction of the bar "…I guess not" turning and heading towards the bar Tony squeezed and shoved through the crowds. Reaching the bar he tried to wave down the bartender which was a lot easier said than done.

"Can I buy you a drink?" a deep voice floated over the music towards Tony.

Looking round a tall man with deep green eyes and a pale complexion moved beside him and sat himself on the nearby stool. The man was tall, with a lean fame on first glance, but Tony saw the strong muscles bulging from the seep red t-shirt that seeped to just rest on his frame. Typically the man was wearing leather pants that seemed to act just like a second skin showing off all the man's assets. The man seemed perfectly normal, nothing special about him and yet looking around the club, Tony saw that almost all the women were watching him, and most of the men were watching the man too.

He fit in perfectly with the rest of the crowd, "Erm… I… I'm sorry but I'm not… well… you know… gay. Sorry" Tony blushed slightly, it wasn't the first time another man had hit on him, but it still made him slightly uncomfortable.

The man looked at him and laughed lightly, "Oh I know that, what is it these days, all the good looking ones are straight!" Tony laughed and relaxed slightly, "I was just looking for some company as I've been ditched by my friend who seems to be leaving with yours!"

Tony looked over to see Abby and the man leaving the nightclub, looking back at the man he apologized, "I'm sorry I got to go check to see if she's okay, don't want anything happening" with that, Tony stepped up to leave, "I'll come with you!" the man replied.

Tony just nodded as they both pushed their way through crowds and towards the exit.

The cold air crashed into Tony making him gasp, he forgot how cold it can get at this time of night. His sudden stops had the man he was with push around him and move down an alleyway "They went down there, come on" moving towards an alley way the man made his way down it. Tony rubbing his hands up and down his arms to attempt to keep some semblance of warmth shrugged to himself before finally following him round the corner.

"Hey! Wait up!" Tony called, the man turned answering, "Come on! They turned the corner!"

Catching up to the man Tony walked side by side with him. Glancing across to look at the man's face, the silence finally making him a little too uncomfortable, he decided to make a little small talk, "So… what's your name?"

The man didn't look at him instead keeping his focus on wherever they where heading. As the silence dragged on Tony gave up on thinking their would be any answer so instead looked away again.

"My name's Thomas. Thomas Steward. You?" The answer seemed almost whispered, like it came from every direction and disappeared with the wind, Tony looked back up at the man, Thomas.

"Tony Dinozzo"

Rounding the corner Thomas smiled, "I always was a sucker for Italians"

"Well, I was born in Italy, but moved around a lot when I was younger, mainly around America so… Are you sure they came this way?" Tony stopped and turned to Thomas a puzzled expression adorning his face. The alleyway had been a dead end, and he would have seen if anyone had snuck passed them…

"Okay so I may have lied to lead you into this dark alleyway for a bit of a make out session" Thomas smiled before moving quickly and pushing Tony up against the wall.

The air rushed out of Tony's lungs as he banged against the wall, struggling he tried to push Thomas off of him but he was far too strong and had him trapped in no time. His hands struggled to find anything that he could possible use as a weapon, but they found nothing. Bringing them back around he once again tried to pry himself free from his attacker, but all he managed was to scratch his hand against the brick wall. All punches at Thomas hit him, but it was as if they had no effect. Instead Thomas just seemed to smile down at him before he started to lean towards him.

Tony felt lips crashing into his and a hand slowly travelling down to his side, then stopping just at his hip before it gripped him tightly. Nails dug into him causing a sudden pain that made him gasp into the others mouth. The grip was uncomfortable on his hip, squeezing him, but the nails… he was sure they drew blood as Thomas seemed to claw deeper. 'No this cannot be happening, get off me!' Tony shouted in his head, as Thomas pushed himself deeper into his mouth whilst gripping Tony closer to him.'

Tony again tried to squirm his way free but it was no use, the pain from Thomas' hand squeezing his hip really hurt and he was starting to tire from all the struggling to get free.

The feel of a tongue in his mouth caused him to gag and buck, trying desperately with all his remaining energy to get free, but all it caused was Thomas to push him even harder into the wall, forcing his head to bang against it and making his vision swim momentarily.

Tony couldn't breathe, Thomas was literally kissing him to death, and with no evidence that it was going to let up anytime soon Tony tried pushing him off once more. The lack of oxygen was getting to him and slowly all his strength was being zapped from him.

Finally, after an agonizing moment, when Tony was sure he was going to die from suffocation Thomas moved back, but when Tony finally managed to gather enough energy to look up he wished he never. What he saw terrified the life out of him.

Two small fangs elongated from Thomas' mouth right in front of him.

Gulping was all he could do, he couldn't move, he felt frozen in place. Terrified at the thing that just a moment ago had been a man, but who was now a monster.

Thomas grinned evilly, before moving closer to Tony, "When I saw you enter the club I just knew I just had to taste you. You looked so… fresh. Was this your first time at this club? Never mind, that doesn't matter now. When that man left with your friend I just knew my luck was in, it was like fate, I was destined to meet you. I bet you taste delicious!"

Stroking a hand down Tony's cheek Thomas wiped away a stray tear that had escaped. Then almost like the kiss of a lover, he leaned in closer to Tony and gently turned his head to the side presenting his neck to him. Thomas' eyes wandered over it before he leaned in even closer and sunk his teeth into Tony's neck, separating the skin like a warm knife through butter.

The blood that he tasted was so sweet, like nectar and Thomas couldn't get enough but he stopped and pulled back. He didn't want to take too much too soon.

Tony groaned in pain and lent his head against Thomas' shoulders. He felt faint and couldn't stand up very well. Eventually his vision went black.

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