Vixaria sipped her coffee in a silent peace. It was nice. No one approached her and she got to sit in peaceful nothingness. Or so she thought, right as she was enjoying herself a young man who tried to whoo her with a swagger and spiky hair rudely sat at the other chair of her table. Cobalt eyes turned from warm to deadly in a split second as she looked to the guy who must have been no older than 20. Arching a brow as he reached across the table to her arm, Vixaria gave him a glare from Hell itself. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Little boy, I recommend you return to your friends. I need a man to please these needs, not a wimp</span></b>", her face told that she meant every word that spilled from her mouth. The male cursed at her and told her how lame she was, she just sighed and sipped her coffee once again in peace. Sighing as she realized she had reached the bottom of her cup, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">well damn it, now I have to go to work</span></b>." Her legs crossed as she sat and waved to the waitress that hadn't stopped oogling her since she came in. Vixaria handed her some money to pay for her coffee and the beignets before giving a small simple smile and walking out of the cafe.<br/><br/>Little did Vixaria know at the time that she was being followed by four vampires that had her in their sights. Blond hair danced in the wind that came from the river by the marketplace. Heading towards her Chevelle it was then that she heard the steps behind her. Just as she turned to see who was following her a vampire attacked her, as graceful and quick as a cat Vixaria pulled a dagger from under her jacket and buried it deep into the vamp's chest. It vanished into powder. A wicked grin plastered itself onto her beautiful features. Already in a battle stance as she waited for the others to move at her. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Look, I need one of you to move, I'm not a very patient woman. So quit making me wait</span></b>", her voice laced with deadly intent. A male vampire moved towards her and within a split second and a click of her heel a nasty looking three inch blade shot out from the front of her boot. Roundhouse kicking the vampire she caught him in his chest and landed gracefully as he to vanished. Soon things turned for the worse, the last two male vampires rushed and grabbed Vixaria my her throat and arms. Pinning her to the hood of her car. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080ff">Now now little Dark-Hunter, let's see how well you fight without a head</span></b>", the guy laughed as he began to squeeze Vixaria's throat as she began to struggle to breathe. Vixaria began to see darkness at the edges of her vision. "<i><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Well damn, this was definitely now how I wished to become a Shade</span></b></i>", she thought to herself as she struggled to move or break free.