It was a regular Friday night and Rhiannon and Megan decided to go out for the night. Rhiannon was a 19 year old model. She modeled mostly for magazines, ads stuff like that. She had stunning features and she was never aware of how gorgeous she really was. She had long dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Megan, her best friend, had just turned 18 less than a month ago and was already addicted to the party life.

"These clubs are all the same. Always the same people and always the same damn music." Rhiannon sighed putting on a coat of lip gloss.

"You know what Rhiannon?" Megan stated

"What?"

"You're too damn picky that's what." Megan answered.

"Yeah and how's that?" Rhiannon questioned raising one of her eyebrows.

"First of all, people go to clubs to meet guys, and they don't ignore it when a nice tries to talk to them. And second of all, you won't even acknowledge a guy unless he has blue eyes. Now you tell me if that's not picky enough for you." Megan exclaimed while Rhiannon laughed.

"Look Meg, I don't like cocky guys that think they can have any girl they want. If a guy really wants me, he's gotta prove it. You could say that I like to play hard to get." Rhiannon finished with a smirk.

Megan and Rhiannon walked down the street until they came across a building playing loud, pounding, techno music.

"Is this place new or something? I've never noticed it before." Megan stated.

"Come on Meg, let's head back. Its 3am and I gotta early shoot tomorrow with that new photographer." Rhiannon replied looking annoyed.

"Let's just check it out. This is not like any of the other clubs. You might like it!" Megan said getting excited.

"No."

"Please Rhiannon. Pleasseeeee. It will be the last club for a while I promise."

"Fine! But this is the last one." Rhiannon said in a sharp tone.

"Thanks Rhiannon. No wonder you're my best friend!" Megan said as she grinned from ear to ear.

Megan entered the club as she pulled Rhiannon along.

"What's with all these Chinese looking symbols?" Rhiannon asked Megan looking around the club.

"Who cares? This place is awesome!" Megan grabbed a guy and started to dance as she left Rhiannon behind.

Megan was right. The club was pretty cool. She liked the music. It was different than the stuff they played at all the other clubs. The people seemed different also. Rhiannon couldn't quite put her finger on it. In the meantime, she searched for a place to relax. She found a vacant couch in a dark corner and sat down.

"Can I buy you a drink?" A man in a low tone asked.

Rhiannon startled at first turned and saw a man sitting on the other end of the couch. He was sitting in the dark and she couldn't see his face.

"Thanks but no thanks." Rhiannon said stiffly running one hand through her flowing hair.

"Sure? Look's like you could use one." The man asked again.

Here we go again Rhiannon thought to herself. Another freak trying to hit on me.

"Sorry, but I don't accept drinks from strangers." She promptly replied.

"I'm sorry. Let me introduce myself." The man said as he shifted out of the shadow and into the light.

"My name's Deacon. Deacon Frost. And your name sweetheart?"

"Rhiannon." She replied.

"That's a pretty name for such a beautiful face." Deacon commented noticing her knock out figure. He was very much impressed.

"Well Deacon....." Rhiannon started.

"Do you always like to sit in the dark?"

Deacon answered her question with a slight chuckle.

"I've never seen you in here before." Deacon tried to start some small talk.

"Yeah well, my friend talked me into coming here." Rhiannon replied as she noticed his blue eyes. They were amazing almost mesmerizing. That's a plus she liked guys with blue eyes. Not only that, he was quite handsome. Too handsome actually. He was charming to.

"Do you come here often? You said you've never seen me here before." Rhiannon said with a smirk as she liked her lips trying to look sexy.

"I own this club. And I wouldn't forget a beautiful girl like you coming in here." Deacon said lighting a cigarette. He wanted her baldly. He might be able to find some use for her to. She was not an average girl and Deacon was going to have her.

Just then Megan came running up to Rhiannon.

"Damn girl, I've been looking for you everywhere. You gotta come dance with me!" Megan said trying to catch her breath.

"Sure, why not." Rhiannon accepted as she got up from the couch. She turned around to face Deacon.

"So, I guess I'll see you around Deacon Frost." Rhiannon said as she flashed him a smile.

"Yes. I guarantee you." Deacon replied with an evil grin.

Megan and Rhiannon started to dance. Rhiannon couldn't get her mind off of Deacon. There was something about him that took over her.

"So who was that hottie you were chatting with?" Megan questioned eagerly.

"Hot isn't he." Rhiannon said as she noticed a spot of blood on Megan's yellow tube top.

"Hey Meg, I think you gotta nose bleed or something."

"My nose isn't bleeding." Megan stated confused.

"Look, there's another spot on your shirt!" Rhiannon looked at her shirt curiously.

They both looked up at the ceiling of the club as blood started pouring out of the sprinkler system above them.

"What the fuck?" Megan screamed

"Shit! We gotta get outta here now!" Rhiannon said panicking.

All the people in the club were drenched in blood and seemed to be enjoying it! Rhiannon and Megan had entered a vampire club. The vampires quickly took sight of the two girls and saw an easy prey.

"Rhiannon!!!" Megan screamed as one of the vampires grabbed here and took her.

Rhiannon kept running trying to find a way out. Thoughts poured through her mind. What the hell was going on? Are these people vampires?

"Where do you think your going sweetness?" A male vampire with long pig tails said as he cornered her against a wall.

"Don't leave so soon. I've got plans for you!" The vampire hissed as he opened his mouth exposing his long canines.

Right the gunfire roared through to club.

"Fuck! Not again. I'm gonna kill you this time daywalker!" The vampire yelled angrily as he ran off in response to the gunfire.

Rhiannon ducked down and closed her eyes. She hoped she would open her eyes and wake up to find out this was all a bad dream. After what seemed like forever, a man approached her and threw her over his shoulder. He carried her out of the club. The man put her down on the side of the street. It was daylight outside.

"What happened in there? Were they......" Rhiannon was cut off.

"Looks like you chose the wrong club kid." The muscular man replied slowly.

"You saved my like. I thought I was gonna die."

"Go home kid." The man stated with no expression on his face.

"Where is Megan? I gotta find Megan!" Rhiannon said concerned looking around.

"Don't worry about your friend. Just watch you back." The man replied getting into his black car just before speeding away.