The sun shines on a certain crowded cafe. The sidewalks filled with people in conversations. A pleasant breeze sweeps through the trees causing the shadows to drift across the wrought iron round table.

Mikoto is sitting alone, brushing strands of her tawny brown hair, lightly nudging it behind her ear. She grinned as she rubs the green gekota purse that hangs off the back of the chair. She reaches for a small teacup, her fingers curled around the handle as she raises it to her lips. The steam slowly climbs into the air, flickers away as she softly blows. She listens to her breath flowing across the hot brown liquid. The aroma filling her nose with hints of honey and milk. Her mouth was starting to water as the edges of the cup touches her lips. The warm liquid flowed past her lips, her tongue catching every nuance of the blend. The bitterness of leaves cut too soon, the creaminess of the milk and the sweet blend of honey as it flows down her throat.

She swallows as she holds the cup away from her mouth, the imperfections of the manufacturing process of the ceramic teacup, her fingers sensing the roughness as she rubs the surface. She closes her eyes, listening to the crowd. Girls are chatting about shopping, homework, going on dates, what they did on dates.

Mikoto blushes, shaking her head, "I didn't need to hear that much detail…" She chuckles.

She inhales a deep breath, drawing in their scents as they pass, perfumes sweet and pungent, sweat from two boys running across the street, yelling to themselves, how late they were, that they would miss the bus.

Her heart thumped in her chest, taking another deep breath as her gums itched as her fangs grew. The boys hurried breath, heart pounding and the sound of their shoes beating the asphalt.

"Prey..." The word echoed in her thoughts. "No…" Mikoto whispered.

Life has been this way for Mikoto for a while now. Bitten by Anastasia, a vampire princess giving her increase capabilities that most human dreamed. Add that to the fact she is a level five electro master. She could be considered having a higher rank than number three. But her unique capabilities are better in tune to that of a hunter.

The teacup clinked against her porcelain saucer as she rested it on the table, reaching over and opened her purse. Her hand slipped inside and her fingers curled around a small 16-ounce bottle. It is the color of dark maroon, it sparkled as the sun rays reflected off the glass. She swallowed as her mouth became filled the saliva, her tongue itching slipped across her lips, eyeing the crimson drink. She wrenched the cap, popping as she twisted, sitting it on the table next to the bottle. The scent of blood and inert ingredients filled her nostrils as she curled her fingers around the small bottle, lifting it to her mouth. It smelled wonderful as it touched her lips, her body felt electric, excited as the liquid fell into her mouth. She refused to swallow, swishing it across her tongue, her heart pounding and then she let it coat the back of her throat, falling into her belly. She raised her chin as she finished the glass, a red sheen covered the inside of the bottle.

"If only I could…" She narrowed her eyes, thinking to herself, sticking her bright red tongue as far into it. She sighed as she brought the glass to the table, wiping her red lips with her other hand.

"Wow… gets better every time…" She held the bottle with both hands, gazing at it with her soft eyes.

She placed the cap back on and twisted it tight, placing it back into the purse. Her eyes now focused on the expensive piece of cake sitting on a very nice plate. She grinned, nodding as she reached across the table, taking the edges of the plate with two fingers.

"This is the type of prey I like…" She whispered, slowly pulling the cake, "come here my pretty…" She laughed to herself.

She twisted her head, looking at the two layers of decadent chocolate monstrosity begging to be devoured. She quickly, growling softly, picking up the fork and cut herself a giant piece and stuffed it, without mercy, into her watering mouth.

"Yum!"

She squeezed her eyes tight, her cheeks like a chipmunk stuff to the point of exploding, bits of chocolate hanging from her lips, her fist clenched in ecstasy.

"mmm..." A satisfied sound slips past her lips as she chewed.

"Hello…" a woman's gentle voice filled the air.

To be continued…. Railgun and Anastasia, Queen of the Vampires.