Unbelievable.

I can't believe he'd pull rank on me like that.

I understand he took me in and trusted me when I was at my lowest and it's true he's provided me with a comfortable lifestyle a limitless supply of blood, a rent free home and a safe place to rest during the day.

Although there really is no need since Vampires have evolved to the point that they really have no need to rest during the day since they are immune ultraviolet lights.

Now hiring that girl was one thing but allowing a demon into the studio was another thing entirely... entirely crazy.

Vampires contribute to society demons on the other hand do not.

The outrageous studio rumor was he had made a deal with the devil cause he just was too perfect, everything he did was successful and he was just too successful.

I understand those rumors no doubt stemmed from jealousy but what a shock it was to discover that everyone was right about him.

A Demon gave him success, success for his soul no doubt and now that girl of his has one too.

Although she was already peculiar before any demon came in the picture.

She's been admitted to Morningside 22 times, either she's actually crazy or that Dirk Wastrum is off his rocker.

She seems completely sane but then again I didn't spot the signs that could have told me if Mansfield was a cutter or not and as insulted as I was by him, I was the true idiot in this situation not him.

I had a plan surfacing from my brain, I was going to monitor that demon, I was going follow him, see where he goes and I'll find out exactly what he's up to.

You see I have a tendency to spy on people, I'm actually pretty good at it cause back in the day there were times you'd have to use a bit of stealth just to get a meal.

It's not something I'm proud of but it was something i was born to do, I'm a predator, so naturally I do predatory things.

I should check up on that house, Redrum Manor they call it, I have a sneaking suspicion that there's far more than demons in that new home of hers.

I bet the real Demon there is Dirk Wastrum, who may very well be more dangerous than any demon she'll ever encounter.

I feel somehow responsible for her, I feel I should watch over her and the funny thing is I can't ask her because i know she'll refuse, so I'll just have to go there and watch over her myself without her knowing about it.

It's a great way of life but I've never been on the wrong side if the law cause I'm far too quick to be caught and I can make witnesses as well as pursuers forget they even saw my face.

Now the only reason I know about this particular demon was because I was spying on Manny.

I couldn't really worry about Manny's demons right now, I needed to clear my head of that right now.

So I decided to head over to Red Rum Manor and scan the area for safety hazards.

If she spots me well I'll have a perfect excuse, I'll simply tell her I'm there to check on her and give her a ride to the studio.

Oh shit, I can't go without a car, that would look suspicious.

I'll park the car somewhere in the shadows, possibly a little ways out, maybe I can hide it in the woods somewhere, since I don't want anyone to see it.

It will all work out, I better hurry, there's only a few hours left until Daylight.

No use hiding when the sun is out.

I was surprised how close the house was to the studio, it was only 20 minutes out, I parked the car close to the trees, right before the bend that lead to the house and you could hardly see the car unless you were looking for it.

It was just as remembered, I knew the place well, I used to live there a long time ago, 22 years ago to be exact, when my wife was with child, those were happy times but then after our child was born some demon in the dark stole our happiness away.

This was the place where my daughter disappeared.

I must say it's not as depressing as I thought it would be, visiting this place, I had a cold indifference to it, I was neither impressed or interested, I was in my professional mode, this was just another security detail for me.

I snuck in through the servants entrance in the back.

One of the most magical things about being a vampire is doors don't actually serve to be a problem, once you've lived in a place, it becomes permanently accessible.

Living in a place serves as a invitation because as you know no vampire can enter a residence without a invitation.

However technically I was still breaking and entering but as predatory I was, I wasn't a creeper, I didn't want to invade anyone's privacy. Bedrooms were completely out of bounds unless of course someone specifically requested me to be in there.

I wasn't interested in anything sexual, I was just here for security measures.

I Wanted to make sure she was safe and I was determined in this mission to keep her safe.

There was a small green tiled kitchen, I slipped past the sickly avocado green wallpaper and I remembered it was one of those wonky swinging doors so I was careful to open the door as steadily and cautiously as I could so no one would be alarmed by the door swinging sporadically.

I could blow my cover if I did that .

I found the all the lights out except for a few candles that were lit and the fireplace, was subserviently crackling, the flames were low and demure but nowhere near to going out, it was still strong and resilient as ever.

I saw Splendor with the expression of pure bliss, there was a massive shadows that I thought was behind her at first, yet as I came in closer I saw that the shadow was actually a solid figure, it had a face.

He wore a extravagant cloak, he had this majestic hair that was blacker than sin except a few strands of silver.

He wasn't human, he had the most interesting bone structure especially when it came to his face.

His face was like mine, a range of sickly colors, murky greys, dirty yellows and washed out green with a hint of purple, his entire attire was black and gothic.

He was so familiar but not because I'd met him before, it was that face, the style of clothes and the way he held himself, so graceful and gallant, so proper but sinister, it was the decorum and the appearance, that struck a cord in me.

Then I saw the blood and the fangs.

Was the demon she was speaking of just a vampire?

She wasn't a stupid girl so why lie about such a thing?

I suppose she didn't quite trust me so discretion was probably something she thought to be wise.

So she was a donor and that's why she was so reluctantly awkward when I tried discussing with her about Mansfield; She was already in love, she just happens to be in love with a vampire.

Perhaps there still was a demon but this was simply her lover.

The demon couldn't possibly be her lover so I presume the demon was still just a friend and the Vampire was something more, probably more than any demon could be.

Why would she love a demon? Why was I overthinking this? Still That's ridiculous, Vampire's are far better lovers so why would she love demon if she could have a vampire?

I have nothing against humans falling in love with Vampires, my wife was human and I'll admit she didn't mind me taking a bite here and there. My wife was a strange woman, she seemed so wholesome at first but when we became closer she revealed herself to be a daring, fearless and rather kinky.

She was always open to experimenting, she once asked if we could roleplay, I wasn't that enthused by that suggestion but I didn't want to deny her that request so I went a long with it.

It was just so unexpected yet she claimed it would be fun and it was fun until she asked me in a whispy voice whilst she was in the middle of all our passion and ecstasy if I would bite her.

This immediately snapped me out of my romantic state of mind.

She didn't even ask like a normal person, she sounded like a 50 cent romance novel.

"Take me Now!"

She was very adamant about it but I was still confused.

"Pardon. What do you mean by that?

Where do you want me to take you?

Do you want me to carry you out the window or something?

You want us to fly away into the night like all the movies?"

"Oh...oh...oh... must you ruin the mood.

You're a vampire and this is the part where you make your mark, then we can fly away together".

"No, no, noooo, I'm not doing that. This is just supposed to be a game, we're just playing pretend, it isn't real, it's meant to be fun. Tell me how is digging my teeth into your neck fun?"

"Oh for me it might be a bit uncomfortable but it may fun for you".

"I don't get my kicks from treating the human race as livestock.

There is a reason I keep blood in the refrigerator, I don't enjoy the feeling of feeding off of other people and you're my wife, you're not just another human, you are my wife not a meal.

Besides biting people is dangerous, it leaves very definable marks, there's DNA traces that are left behind, there's that risk of taking too much, or taking too little.

Then there's the risk of having that person turn not to mention the threat of anemia looming over them.

There's no knowing what kind of monster you can create, Vampirism is a gift and you don't want to give it to just anyone.

Eternal life can be very dangerous in the wrong hands.

I love you and I respect you, I don't want to put your life at risk."

"You wouldn't be risking anything. I've had all my shots, I take all my vitamins, I'm healthy and I'm active, I'll survive I promise you".

"I understand your confidence but why? Why do you want to play the victim here?"

"It's not the victim part I like, It's just the strength of it, the act, the imagery of having you over power me, how you mark me as your own and those fangs, it just excites me. I can't explain it, I've always been curious and I've hidden these fantasies from everyone

I used to be so ashamed of these fantasies and curiosities, I thought there was something wrong with me, so I suppressed these dreams and desires.

I was afraid no one would understand.

Then you came along, all those hidden things inside me awakened, those dreams and desires came flooding back and now I'm with you, I'm not afraid anymore, so I don't mind if you make your mark, I really don't.

So take me, take me now!"

"Um...Are you saying you want to be like me?"

"No Silly, this is pretend remember?

You have plenty of self control so it can't be that dangerous.

Come now, it doesn't have to be every night, just once ever so often.

Just this once, please, Sidney".

She smiled and then pushed her bottom lip to feign a sad little frown.

"Alright... just this once, but you better not get used to this".

I missed her. I missed her every single day.

I wanted her back more than anything but after 20 years I had very little hope she'd ever return.

I wonder if she would even have me now and I wonder if she was just using me to fullfil her secret inner desires and dreams.

I mustn't think of that I was still trying to process that my new little protege was cavorting with an actual vampire, then again I was vampire, so I suppose she was safe...for now.

I'd still have to keep an eye on her.

Oh poppycock, I couldn't go demon hunting today, not now, there just wasn't enough time, the sun was nearly up.

I was going ghost hunting or house hunting depending how you look at it.

Mansfield needed me, It didn't matter if i had been a shitty friend in the past, I'd have to suck up my pride and help the man.

I was a prideful creature afterall.

Most vampires are, its in their nature to be, they do have the potential to play God to a certain degree but then again every power has its limits at least any power that lives upon this earth.

I don't claim to be above God which is why I don't try to do his job.

I don't understand why being God is such great resolution anyway.

It's sounds far too tiring and it sounds like too big a responsibility.

Running the Universe is no small feat, yet people want to do that and run every universe out there as well which is absolute madness if you ask me.

Capitalism astounds me as does greed and lust for money and power.

There's not enough power and wealth to satisfy their hunger.

It's unfortunate but even if these humans could rule the world and and the next one, they would never be happy with it.

You can have everything you ever desire but without happiness it all means nothing.

Dreams are dead without love and bliss.

I gave up on holding onto happiness a long time ago which is why I'm such a old paranoid grump.

I couldn't be seen here.

I had to leave.

Time was just about to run out, so I slipped past the kitchen once again and headed into the fog, instinctually walking towards the trees where I parked my car.

I knew I was going to come here again.

I knew I had to come here again.

How else was I to protect her?