It was a perfectly dreadful night. A thunderstorm had rolled in the previous night and refused to release its grasp on the coastal city. A precursor to a hurricane the storm's power was formidable as sheets of rain showered down and lightening streaked across the sky casting ominous shadows around each corner and the passing headlights of cars on the streets only added to the eerie affect.<br/><br/>One of the cars that splashed through the puddles and small streams of water on the side of the road was a black corvette that  seemed to not be concerned with the possibility of loosing control on the slippery roads as it barreled down one of the more narrow streets downtown where some of the less reputable youths of the town still braved the storm in order to have a little fun.<br/><br/>The sleek car slowed to a stop in front of one of the more prestigious clubs on the street and the engine roared as the driver revved it up one more time before opening the door as the young valet driver came around to the driver's side. There was an awning that stretched out from the building over the front door and the little drive off the side of the road to help keep the establishment's patron's dry as they got out of their cars.<br/><br/>From the vehicle stepped a hall man with long red hair tied back at the nape of his neck. He wore a thin black, silk button up shirt and red pants that looked as if they had been dyed with blood. He smiled at the young man who rounded the hood to take his car from him and park it in the secure garage a short ways away from the club. "Evening, sir." The valet driver greeted him.<br/><br/>"Good evening." The taller man replied with a devilish smile and turned away from the youth to walk around his car and head inside the club.<br/><br/>Inside the atmosphere vibrated with the sound of the base from the DJ's speakers and it seemed that despite the weather they had still managed to pack a full house. Women in sultry dresses and men dressed to try and empress those women roamed the open floor and bars with drinks in hand while swaying slightly to the sound of the music.<br/><br/>Ulman smiled even wider as he took a deep breath and surveyed the club. It was going to be an eventful night. He could just tell.