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It was late, just gone half one, the moon hung high and the bright light cast a gleam over New York. The city was still alive and the many bodies that lived here were still awake. It was strange, the city truly never sleeps. Bella Swan had been waited ages, she arrived on time, the set time of quarter to one. She stood without patience and was certainly not in the mood for a fashionably late entrance.

She had one goal, she needed to get the address of Manhattan's Sheriff. She had never met Manhattan's Sheriff and she didn't want to either. Myth said that he was an Elder Vampire, a Vampire so old that he couldn't even remember his transition. Bella had never come across such a creature, but it didn't scare her. In fact, lots of things didn't scare her, some would say she was fearless, but that was because, other then Alice, her sister, she had nobody else to love and therefore nothing else to lose. Bella had never given much thought to how she'd die but dying in the place of someone she loved always seemed like a good way to go.

It never phased Bella that at night she wasn't the awkward girl that everyone knew, but she was a Demon Hunter that was pasted down from generations throughout her family. She has never been afraid of the supernatural, but some supernatural beings have been scared of her generation and often Vampire's would call her the damnatio pulchritudo, which translated as beauty damnation.

She had lots of run ins with misbehaved supernatural beings, often enough Bella had to stop a Vampire from biting through a poor girls neck, but usually it was new-born Vampires that had been abandoned by their sire, she knew how Vampires worked, she wasn't a hundred percent on their folklore as she was with Werewolves, but she did know a thing or two about them.

Bella knew that Vampire slept during the day and would cause serious harm to a Vampire if they decided to take a stroll through Central Park while the sun was shining, but she was also aware that if a Vampire had a deal with a Demonic, then that said Vampire could walk in the sun but be forever in debt to the Demonic. An important thing that Bella had found out in her early days of hunting, not all Vampires are pale and look undead, if a Vampire still consumed human blood regularly, then colour would still be in the skin and all body functions would work as normal, however all reproductive functions are still unresponsive as they appear human, but still undead on the inside. However, if a Vampire had chosen to feed on animals or had chosen a life of starvation they would appear pale with cold skin, black eyes due to thirst and undead. Bella always knew when a Vampire was starving, she could tell by the eye colour and the dark circles under their eyes.

Bella had once believed that Garlic and crosses worked, but they didn't. It was hard to find something that would harm a Vampire other then a wooden stake that was laced with silver, silver was very good at causing a Vampire pain and Bella always used this as a way of keeping the Vampire sedated before she would drive the laced stake straight through their cold hearts.

Bella had become a custom of how Vampires hunted their prey, before supernatural beings come of the closet, Vampire's would often spook their prey and enjoy their hunt as the prey screamed for their life, but since vampire's "can't" according to law do that anymore, because it's classed as murder, Vampire's set up clubs and dens so Humans could go and enjoy a night of passion filled by a Vampire. Vampire's seduced their prey now and used sex as an advantage to get blood, Vampire's often fed from the inner thigh close to the persons sex, they preferred it down there as the blood flowed better and it was less messy.

She had never let a Vampire bite her, it was a common thing now to have slept with a Vampire at least once in their life time, sex with a Vampire was suppose to be an experience that would never leave you and you'd go back to the same Vampire the next night and beg him to take you again, only to be turned down as Vampires couldn't stand desperation, there was no fun in hunting a prey when the person wanted it bad.

That's what Bella thought about as she headed over to Manhattan, she had thought through everything she knew.

A slight shuffle in the shadows pulled Bella out of her mind, she scanned the alley and set her eyes on a man walking towards her, he was looking over his shoulder and briefly looking back to her, he was wearing a long black rain coat with the collar pulled up over his face as a way of covering his likeness.

"Miss Swan" his voice was deep and his identification was correct.

"Mr Jenks" Bella responded with.

"Here" He handed a slip of paper over to her which had a address written on, Bella looked down and studied the address. It was very familiar and Bella knew where she had to go.

Bella looked up from her hand and Mr Jenks had already disappeared, she looked left and right in the rain but couldn't make any shadow out. She didn't dwell on it and made her way out of the dark alley way. She heads down town, Bella already knew where she had to go.

The elder Vampire owned the hottest Vampire club in town.

Edward Cullen sat on his chair, eyeing up the many people who were dying to get close to him. Half the people who did enter the club wanted get near him, but Edward was confident in his loyal subjects that they wouldn't get near him.

Edward oozed confidence and sex he knew what he was doing, he knew everything that people wanted. But Edward knew the advantages that he had on people, especially women. Edward Cullen was the definition of sex, he sat in his chair with his tight jeans on, fitted dark blue shirt and his untamed bronzed hair. He knew he looked good and he knew by the thoughts of others that he was right.

It was uncommon for Edward to ever take a human to bed, he had spent nights with human females before, but for the past two centuries Edward had been sticking to Vampires and other supernatural beings, he always liked that they were strong and challenged him.

At the moment he was spending his nights with the bar maid, Leah Clearwater, she was a Werewolf, she wasn't normally Edwards type but she was this month's model.

Emmett made his way over to Edward, Emmett shared the business with Edward and their other brother Jasper, he leaned down and whispered into Edwards ear "A Hunter is at the door".

Edward couldn't think why a Hunter wanted into his club, he hadn't been around a Hunter since the early nineteen-twenties, but Edward was intrigued and quite bored with the nights entertainment.

"Bring him in" Edward said with a little enthusiasm to his voice.

"It's a she" Emmett added and Edward was more intrigued then he was before.