As instructed, I dutifully walked down the dark scary alleyway. A tall vampire guarded the door.

"I'm to be your guard, come he's waiting." I walked into the cluttered library shuddering. Such a mess. I glanced at a few labels and even I, one of the most noticed scholars, had no clue about them. A dark form was curled in one himself in a corner. He looked up at me, understanding tied with confusion in his expression.

"Some days I truly hate myself." He muttered barely audible.

"Hey there." I said. My voice quavering just a little.

"Tell me have you ever studied alchemy?"

I looked him over; he was tall wearing a pair of tan pants and flip-flops. He was also wearing a bright Hawaiian shirt that looked out of place in the dark library.

"No…"

"He's no good take him away." He waved an imperious hand. He shrank in on himself when the guard made no move as if fearing the outcome. "Oh well then it cannot be helped." I spent the rest of the night with the vampire throwing various books in my general direction. I am not sure if he was aiming or merely lobbing them in my general direction. I dodged a few and went home with a few new bruises. The next evening I returned curiosity high. Having read the required materials I wanted more.

This time the shirt was bright orange.

"You would think an ancient vampire would have a better fashion sense." I muttered under my breath.

"You're funny." A voice came from the corner of the room were Myrnin hung upside down. "I like that in a snack… student I mean student." He unhooked himself and flipped down to land on his feet.

He looked at my questioning gaze. "I'm seeing if hanging upside down helps the thinking process. Of course with my vast brain power I do not need it but still." He gestured. "Want to try?"

"No."

"Of course you do." The next thing I knew I was upside down strapped by my ankles to the ceiling.

"what is wrong with you?" I unstrapped myself and fell cursing to the floor.

"nothing. I think. I'm so sorry. I didn't know I was broken." a childlike whisper came from the cringing vampire. The urge to go pat him on the back was almost unbearable. I was rising off the ground when I felt the dampness spread. I had landed on a small shard of glass. Not serious but fatal. The hunter in the bright orange shirt staled forward, as I said good-bye to life.

"After so long you all blend together. A dozen humans thrown at me in the hopes I would suck you dry. Some days I truly hate myself." he voice whispered as he hugged me close his lips against my throat. I felt him shrug "Those days don't come often." sharp pain then darkness.

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Myrnin paced anxiously as Amelie watched with a cold icee glare. "Amelie I have grave news. I… nope already said that….. Now… hmmm..Phrasing is everything…. Think think…. Well…. I…. I know….. No… wait never mind…. If I were to tell you…..crap used that one to…." "You ate this one too." She said coolly. Myrnin pouted. "Fun spoiler take away all the fun of inventing excuses I had the perfect one…. This one involved mutated cows with long vicious fangs."