AN: I know I haven't updated lately and I am sorry for that. I have not been writting recently. Anyway, this is the complete chapter of First Hunt. I couldn't remember where I have cut the chapter off. Enjoy.

He didn't stop until he reached the farthest end of the busy city – where no human lingered, the darkest part of town – he put me down on the ground. The scent of the humans wafted through the air. I could smell them still. Even if, I was so far away from them; their scent was still strong. All of the scents of different people were mixed together making one giant perfect perfume in one whole small town. They mixed and mingled, played and tantalized with each other. So many humans to kill... The hunger twisted me inside. Both of my sides were arguing against each other.

Just go. He wouldn't be able to catch you. There's a lot of fish in the pond tonight. So many to choose from. The small voice in my head told me. It teased me. Weighed me down on my options, opportunities that could not be missed. Choices that are hard to choose from. I certainly could run away from Norwel right now. I was much faster and lighter than him. He wouldn't be able to catch me. I wouldn't get lost around this maze that Norwel has put me into. I could easily follow the scent anywhere.

No, just do what Norwel tells you. You have no idea how to do this. You're new at it. Your thirst can wait. Being away from Norwel is nothing that you can handle. He needs you and you need him. Don't abandon him. My more sane human said. It was true, though. All of it was true. I had no idea how things work; how I would 'hunt'; how I would eat. This was my first time doing it. I still have no experience at all. I also could not handle being away from Norwel. I needed him; more than just as a mentor. I also couldn't just leave Norwel alone. I remembered what he told me just before. Other vampires could bite me and my contact, our special bond, would be broken. No, I cannot leave him. Even if I am so thirsty, I would never and I could never desert him.

Norwel made a small smile with his thin red lips. I knew that he felt that he could trust me. And I knew that too. We could never leave each other.

We stared at each other for what seems like eternity. I did not mind though. Hungry or full, I could stay here staring at him; in his light eyes.

"Dawn," he said as he broke the silence between us disturbing what was going to be something special. "in hunting, you must always be discreet and silent."

I nodded my head once, understanding the lecture that he was giving me.

"Let your prey come to you. Not you, going to them. Lure them. Intoxicate them with your beauty. Entice them. Talk to them. Humans have nothing in their minds but just physical beauty." he squinted his eyes as he said that.

I just kept nodding my head.

"Come. Let's get our food." he walked swiftly back to where the scents were coming from. Back to the main square.

I followed quickly behind him. I was surprised at how fast I can walk now. Well, considering that I am a supernatural being now; everything that seemed so impossible for me before were so much easier for me now. Being a vampire sure had its ups and downs.

We were back to the main square in just less than five minutes, taking in account that we were miles away and we were basically walking. Walking was sure slower than running but it did beat walking as a human. If I were my old self, I would be just half dead, running that far.

The odours of the humans' blood didn't stir me anymore. I had more control of myself. I never knew that it was so easy to control myself in seconds. I just had to think of Norwel and how it would hurt him if I did something wrong. I should have thought about it when we were inside the big vampire club house.

"This is my favourite hunting grounds." he whispered. His lips almost touching my ear. I could feel them lightly moving just millimetres away from my ear. It was so low and so quiet that only I could hear and only the ones that have very sensitive hearing could hear him. The humans around wouldn't e able to understand what Norwel was telling. "I'll hunt first. Watch me from here."

I nodded. Would he really escape a murderous crime in a place like this? I could see why this was his favourite hunting place. There were just so many humans to choose from. So many smells and so many tastes.

Far far away from me, I could spot Norwel standing among the crowd. He stared straight across the throng of people. I followed his gaze. Not far away from him, I saw a young woman. She had long silky black hair and beautiful brown skin. Against her skin, her cheeks were bright red as she also stared at Norwel. Slowly, as a snail could be, the young lady cut off the distance between them. Her long elegant black dress flowed softly behind her body. It gracefully clung onto her every curve emphasizing them. Norwel touched her flaring cheeks with one finger, it slowly went down from her cheekbone to her jaw tracing along to the very tip of her chin. Her lips that were thickly covered with red lipstick slowly formed into a timid smile.

Norwel leisurely craned his neck to the side of the woman's face. She was tall enough for him not to bend. He was whispering in her ear; he was too far away for me to hear what he was telling her. But it seems like it was funny because the young lady giggled. Her right hand lightly covered her mouth to hide her laughter. He did not talk to her for long. He straightened up his neck and bid farewell to her by lightly placing his lips to her smooth brown cheek.

A burst of sudden anger rolled around me. I was suddenly surprised at how I felt when I was watching Norwel with his victim. Was I jealous of her? I knew this was not going to last for long but it was still enough for me to boil. But she was gorgeous maybe more beautiful than I am. That reminded me. I haven't seen myself yet. Have I changed since I died? Or did I still look plain like I always did? Seeing my appearance doesn't matter right now; all I have to concentrate onto now was how Norwel was luring his dinner.

He turned his back onto her. Norwel walked slowly and gracefully among the huge groups of people. The young lady watched him for a second, unmoving and dazed. Then without thinking she followed him. She squeezed her body through the small gaps of people trying to catch up to him.

I knew that Norwel knew that she was following him. I could feel what he felt. Triumph. He was successful with his capture.

He led her far away from the eyes of the prying crowd. I moved a few steps forward just to see them over the heads of the people. I didn't realize that I was already standing on my tiptoes.

He quickly turned to face her. She almost bumped into him. His arms slowly wrapped around her waist. He pulled her hair back behind her ear. He was being very seductive. He leaned his head again against her neck. This time he didn't whisper into her ear but he touched his lips against her skin, lightly. The woman closed her eyes in pleasure. Norwel took his head away from her. He smiled at her as her eyes were still shut. His smile wasn't the nice sweet smile but it was the smile of a monster ready to kill his prey. Both of his hands unwound from her waist; they cradled her small face in his hands. Then as the smile was still on his lips, he swiftly turned her head to the side. It was so quick that no human would have noticed it. Her body fell onto his arms. He stood her upright and replaced back his lips to the nape of her neck. It was not to kiss her again but to bite her. Norwel sank his teeth onto her soft flesh skin that was quickly growing cold. He drank and drank and drank until the very last drop of her blood was gone.

"The kisses of death, itself." the voice in my mind whispered to me. The voice of Norwel.

I am Death. I am the killer of the breathing. I am a monster. Somehow, that word doesn't scare me or makes me feel guilty. Has the transformation of my classification in the food pyramid changed my personality too?

If I was still a human, I would shudder at the thought of the word monster. As a child I was always scared of the imaginary monsters lurking in the shadows around my room. When I grew up, I still frighten myself with the horrible imaginations in my head.

When Norwel finished he mentally told me to do the same as him. "Seduction is the key." he mentally coached.

I slightly nodded to him.

Okay, it was my turn now. No more learning it was my time to shine. I looked around the plaza and spotted a handsome guy. He was just about the same age as me with dark shiny skin and a strong body. He looks strong but would he be strong enough for me? A sly smile came up to my lips.

I closed in the very long distance between us. He was alone. He was standing near a stall looking around casually. It would be very easy to divert his attention without any distractions.

"Hello" I said with the sweetest tone of my voice. I was closer to him than any rational distance between two strangers.

He didn't seem to mind. He even inched up closer to me. His arm touched my side. The flesh of a human is so warm and has a delicious scent. I was surprised he didn't flinch away because I know that my skin would be as cold as a dead person's is.

"Are you cold?" he asked as our skins touched.

"Yes, I am" I lied.

"Would you like me to keep you warm?"

"My, my such a gentleman we have here. Now don't we?" I gave him a smile. A smile I would have used when I was flirting.

"I would be a gentleman if you would kindly give me the honours to shield my body for you against the cold night." he said inching behind me.

I pressed my right shoulder onto his chest. With the touch of our skin, the hairs on his arms all went up. "Why don't we take this conversation elsewhere? This place is too crowded." I suggested.

His smile told me he was more than happy to leave the place. I lead him easily away from the crowd and into a place where no one would be able to see or hear us. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Norwel follow us from a distance. When I knew that we were absolutely far away from the crowd, I turned around smiling. He smiled to not knowing what was going to happen to him next.

In less than a second, I gave myself away to my monster side with a smile. The stranger was not even able to let out a scream or a yelp before his dead body fell onto my arms.

The warm, thick, sweet liquid filled my mouth. I let the blood linger in my mouth every gulp just to savour every bit of it. It was so different, strange and most of all delicious. I never knew blood could taste like this. The taste beat all the other food and drinks that I have had in my life. It was sweeter than candy; it was better than drinking melted ice-cream; it was far tastier than the tastiest meal in the world. Drinking the blood of this creature made my mind wander. I could almost feel what this man had in his life. See what he has seen and experience the enjoyment of his mind. Every drop of blood that I was drinking from him was like taking every bit of his life away from and keeping it inside of me.

Is it always going to be like this? Am I always going to take in their life whenever I drink their blood?

Yes. It would always going to be like that.

Oh, Norwel. Thank you for giving me this life.

Norwel had smiled. I could feel it. But, there was something else in that smile. Was it sadness that I have felt or was it guilt? I wish could see his face right now but I'm still too busy drinking. I would just ask him later about it. Feeding is the only thing in my mind right now.