Mason liked the scent that hung in the night air. It smelt of many different things, but the one that stood out the most to Mason was the particular succulent smell of young blood nearby.

His boots made an echoing sound on the stone pavement as he strolled leisurely down the alleyway. Soon his eyes fell upon a young woman, from which the scent was clearly coming from. His eyes looked her up and down before he offered her his hand.

"May I have the honour of strolling beside a goddess such as yourself?" he said smoothly. The woman smiled inwardly, a blush touching her cheek.

As they walked, Mason fell behind. The woman, having lost sight of him stopped. Mason came up behind her, entwining an arm around her waist. Before she had the chance to protest, Mason brushed the hair away from her throat and sank his fangs in.

Her limp body fell, making no more than a whisper of a sound. Mason pulled a hankerchief from his pocket, wiping the blood from his lips.

He sighed contentedly, "Mmmm...twenty years old...perfectly aged."

Ren strolled down the alleyway on the cool night. He liked it, the breeze was nice and he could enjoy the sight of the full moon perfectly in the alleyway, also it was a short-cut to the bar and the inn.

His quiet stroll was interrupted however when he heard something, no more than a whisper. He quickly stopped and hid in the shadows, not wanting to be discovered. He focused his eyes on the figure present in front of him.

A man by the looks of it, hugging a woman. "A couple out...now?" Ren muttered, confused. It was only a moment before he saw something horrible occur in front of his eyes. The man bit the woman on the neck. She fell, seeming to be dead. Then it came to him.

A vampire.

One creature he has never encountered and the one thing he never wanted to. He gulped, pressing himself harder against the wall, hoping he won't be found. He was scared unlike his brother he didn't have the courage to stand up to creatures such as these, he'd rather run for his life. But Ren knew that if he ran for it the vampire will defiantely see and catch him, maybe even kill him. He knew he had a better chance hiding there, in the darkness...

Mason cocked his head when he thought he heard someone approach. He paused, listening hard for the sound of footsteps, but there was none. So either he had imagined the noise, or someone had seen him. And Mason wasn't known for his imagination.

He turned around, his lavender eyes scouring the semi-lit alleyway for any signs of life. Then he heard it, the heartbeat. It sounded fast, as if...

"Do you fear me?" he called out into the darkness, maybe his mystery follower would hear him. Mason's lips pulled back into a smile, showing his gleaming white fangs.

"Because if you do you are a smart fellow. But do not worry, I have had my fill," he said, motioning casually at the young woman's body, "so I won't feel the need to...take anything from you."

Ren pretty mu ch jumped when he heard the male talk to him. Fear? Indeed I do. Ren thought, still staring straight ahead. He didn't want to turn, imagining the horror was enough for him already.

He sighed with relief when he heard the last statement and, gathering up his courage, he walked out. "Would you let me go?" He asked, trying to hide the shakiness of his voice. It was saddening that he was so afraid of the vampire, but the aura that the male was giving off was dangerous, very dangerous.

"Even aftar what I saw?" Ren gulped trying to keep his courage from disappearing. "I fear you, yes, but that doesn't mean you can get away with murdering someone like that!" He yelled before realising, he had perhaps gone too far...

Mason couldn't help but notice the shaky nature of the young man that confronted him. He leant up against the alleyway wall and smile nonchalantly when the young one revealed himself. He shrugged.

"Probably," he replied to the youth's first question, "depends on my mood really."

His tongue slithered over his fangs at the severiy of the word 'murder'.

"Death is just another part of life, my young friend. I wouldn't call it murder, I would call it collateral damage. She died because I needed her to."

Ren took a deep breath and calmed down considerably he needed to or else maybe something bad might happen. "Well, how's the mood now?" He asked cautiously and quietly.

He stared right into the vampire's eyes, not afraid anymore. It was amazing how much calmer you become when you can actually think.

He turned to the body of the woman. She looked young, young enough anyway. "Death is a part of life but you killed her. That means it would be classified as murder." He said, much more confidently than before, his face was also serious. "She could've had a great life in front of her." He protested, ready for anything. "And you took it away. Life is valuable you know that?"

Mason shrugged and folded his hankerchief neatly so that he could slip it back into his pocket.

"I'd say, pretty contented at the moment, courtesy of our dear friend, may she rest in peace," Mason said, hanging his head in mock sadness when he referred to the woman.

Mason noticed the youth regaining his confidence know that he had been reassured that Mason wasn't going to rip his head off.

"Actually, if one were to look up the definition of murder, one would discover that murder is premeditated. Murder is planned. I did not plan her death. It was more...spontaneous than that."

Mason's eyes narrowed ever so slightly.

"She may have had a good life, or she may have ended up in the gutter," he shrugged, "either way it doesn't matter now."

Ren frowned walking forwards, more into the light. There he felt more safe instead being completely draped by darkness. "Content huh?" He looked at the lady that died a few minutes ago. "Rest in peace? After seeing you drink the blood from her neck? I don't think so..." He muttered towards the ground.

"You were going to plan someone's death!" He exclaimed, taking another small step forward. "If I arrived before you met her, then I would've died, either way, one of us was going to die because you were hungry!" Ren hissed coldly at the vampire.

Ren slowly began to calm down. "You know life is a fragile thing for us normal humans! Vampires like yourselves can live up to a thousand years old, why? Are you afraid of death?" He said, a hint of sadness in his voice. "Afraid of the darkness...like me? So afraid that you'll do anything to live?"

He took a few steps forward, his eyes showed shock. "Doesn't matter!? Do you know how precious a life is to a human, vampire!?" He retorted, a little louder than supposed. "Maybe to you it could go either way but to me...I think...no-I know she was going to have a wonderful life!"

"Maybe it was better if I arrived earlier, because my life will end soon anyway..." He muttered, mainly to himself. "Monsters like yourselves shouldn't exist! Someone who doesn't even know the rarity of life and feeds on their own kind." Ren finished, his eyes blazing with courage and anger.

Mason's patience was wearing thin. The human was becoming quite iritating. He brought his hands up and massaged his temples.

"Look, kid, you obviously have a lot to learn about life and everything that comes with it. Even so, you should already know that life is never fair and that you should learn to deal with it," he said, his fingers tracing circles around his temples.

Mason dropped his hands, and raised his eyebrows.

"Me? Fear death? Why would I do that? I practically am Death. As for living, I've lived well beyond a millennia the way I live now, so why should I change anything?"

Mason let his head tip back so that he looked up at the rooftops. His tongue snaked over his fangs, still tasting the blood on them. He rolled his eyes and returned the human's fiery gaze with such a cold glare, if he had looked at a fire he may have been able to extinguish it.

"If it makes up for anything, I'm only going to be here for however long it takes to find someone..." Mason trailed off, an idea forming in his mind. He folded his arms and smiled.

"How about I make you a deal? I'll swear not to kill any others whilst I'm here, if you help me find the person I'm looking for," Mason said, grinning.

Ren gritted his teeth when the vampire called him 'kid'. "To you perhaps. I can see in somebody's life what makes it fair and not. I know what's to come." He hadn't quite finished either.
"And I know how to live with it. I'm guessing you never had a curse on your face that constantly reminds you that you are to be eaten any minute now." He hissed back, before taking a look behind him.

"Why? Because, you can't handle the fact that if you stop feeding you will die." He said, his courage was slowly starting to fade as he reminded himself that it was the middle of the night and he was talking to a vampire, a creature who lives on night.

His eyes widened when he heard the deal. "Here, you mean in this town and its wilderness?" Ren asked cautiously, raising an eyebrow. "Okay then, how would I know that you'll keep that deal, for or I know you might run off right after this and kill somebody. I don't have eyes at the back of my head." Ren licked his lips, which were dry with talking.

"And how do you know that I will keep my end of the deal. For all you I might kill this person and run off." He grinned slightly back at the vampire.

"How are you going to make sure that both of us keeps our end of the deal? I, help you find this 'person'. And you, not killing anybody." Ren crossed his arms, staring straight into the icy eyes.