The sun began to set, as it began to set even more the hues began to change from yellow to pink, and then to purple and orange. A long shadow of a old run-down brick building began to strech across the street. It looked as though noone had lived in for a few years now, or so it seemed. The only thing that could possibley live there are rats and mice. A young man looks out through the worn blinds of a window, he was glad that the sun was finally setting. The only reason he resided in these poor conditons, was he was in hiding. He was hiding from his own kind. He is a vampire, but a special kind. He was experimented on a long time ago, almost 200 years. The council and lord of the vampires wanted to try and create a new breed of vampire by trying to get rid of all the hereditary weakness that their race had. They had failed many times and finally succeeded with him. Now and days vampires that are considered "Normal" fear and hate him.<br/><br/>He is still looking out the window and lets out a long deep sigh.<span style="font-style: italic">I guess tonight is good as any to go out.</span>he thinks as he walks slowly down the decaying stairs. Before going out he grabs a plain black hooded sweatshirt, for he didn't want to be recognized. All the other vampires would do is fight with him and try to kill him. After exiting his "home", putting his hood up, he begins to walk down the street. They were empty and desolate of people, human or vampire. The air was cold and damp and there was a slight chill in the air as well. He really hated going out into the world, he prefered solitude and staying indoors. The only reason he was even out tonight was to go hunting. He could drink either human or vampire blood, but prefered human over vampire.<br/><br/>He had been walking for sometime and hadn't seen anything or anyone. He was about to give up when he heard what sounded like a bblood curdling terrified scream.<span style="font-style: italic">It's none of my business</span>he thought as he continued to walk. But the screams just kept getting louder as if he was getting closer to who or what ever was screaming. Just incase it was another vampire hunting a human being, he decides to ascend a building to see what was going on. He peers over the building to see that a group of men were encircling a women. Even though it was none of his business, he hated seening a women out numbered.<br/><br/>He decides to do something about it, even though he may regret it. He descends the building and lands in the middle of the group. "Ya know, it ain't really fair when it's ten against one," he says. One of the men scoffs and lets out a snort. "Like you can stop us," he says as the others began to laugh. He punches the one that spoke to him in the face, he hated when a women was picked on, but he hated being laughed at even more. The man he punched lets out a hiss of anger and bares his fangs. "I'll teach you to do that to me," he says.<br/><br/>The man goes to swing a punch at him and he ducks with ease. To him it looked like his opponent was moving in slow-motion. The man tries again and of course he ducks, but this time the hood of his sweatshirt falls, revealing who he really was. The group of men began to back up and hiss fearsomely at him. "I-it's T-The P-Pariah!" One says as he begins to run away. The others began to back up too. But the one who started fighting with him didn't back away in fear, he just charged straight at him. He didn't want a confrontation at all, but he did enjoy fights on occasion. The man punches him in the face, which he then is taken aback. He wasn't ready for his attack, the urge for fresh blood was getting to him, biting at the back of his mind.<span style="font-style: italic">This is driving me nuts...I can't fight like this...</span>he thinks as he dodges another attack.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">He is good as any prey, feed on him</span>A voice in the back of his head told him. He grabs ahold of the vampire in front of him, breaks his arm and feeds on him. The others ran away. He was now covered head to toe in thick sticky red blood. He turns to look at the women and she begins to back away. He noticed that she was afraid and rolls his eyes. "Look, I'm not gonna kill you or even hurt you. I just wanna make sure you are ok," he says. He stood there and could tell that she was not reasured, he stepped back a few feet waiting for her reply.